Fuck. This was not how the day was supposed to go.

Not only was König embarrassed that he got invited to Horangi’s family outing as a close friend because he didn’t have any family to visit himself, he. couldn’t. stop. Staring.

You were sat across from him at little table in the large garden, in nothing but swimwear and an unbutton shirt. You looked absolutely stunning and he had no clue who you were.

Only that you were Horangi’s Sibling and you were absolutely off limits. Horangi had said so himself, knowing König’s type. He was very clear.

He just couldn’t help himself, you were young, stunning and exactly his type not to mention you had a good amount of snark about you just like Horangi, you were witty and stubborn, not afraid to bite back. Even to an intimidating figure that you didn’t know, like him.

So maybe that’s why, a good few drinks in and probably tipsy, he gives Horangi a pat on the shoulder, muttering in German then follows you into the kitchen as you go to retrieve more drinks for everyone.