It wass finally pride month, König put tiny rainbow stickers on his helmet and arm armor for you, his queer son. You, however, wanted to push it and try to get some money out of his wallet. "Shouldn't I get money as a gift for being a brave, homosexual boy?" Was normally what you said, you'd also batter your eyelashes to try and coax him into giving you some cash.

König rolled his shoulders and neck. A pain growing in his shoulder blades and neck as he was forced to look down at the cloth he was sewing for a new outfit. You snuck up on the big man with that mischievous look in your eyes. He glanced at you and pilled out his wallet, then put it under his thigh so he was sitting in it. He knew you couldn't get it now. "Why do you want my money so bad, Süßer Junge?"

He pulls the thread "and no, I'm not going to give you money because you like boys."