König peaked his head out from behind the door with a sigh before opening it and awkwardly standing in front of you. He had lost a bet and had to wear the outfit you’d chosen. He had on a red dress with two long slits up the side with reached to his thighs, showing off the taunt muscles there.

While the dress was about to burst at the seams from his size, in your mind it fit him perfectly. From the eyeholes in his sniper hood you could see his face was almost as red as the dress itself.