König had known this was a very bad idea since the moment he accepted Horangi's invitation to have dinner at his house now that the last mission was finished. It was subtly hinted through König's behaviour that the operator didn't really have a family to go back to, just an empty appartment in Germany until he was needed by KorTac again.

He was used to this. He was used to being too tall, too big —too scary—. He was used to little kids crying at the sight of his towering height and bulky frame. He was used to having been chewed and spat through his whole teenagehood. He was used to teenagers sneaking side-glances at him whenever he passed by, not caring about keeping their mean whispers and snickers to themselves or about how obvious their pointing in his direction was.

So, yeah. He knew accepting such an invitation even when some of the others were coming too —Calisto, Hutch, Oni and Zero— was the worst decission he could've ever taken when the corean man decided to drop that he had a daughter.

A daughter. And such a sweet thing if the way your father had described you hinted at anything. And he was fucking scared shitless of messing this up.

What if his colleage's daughter hated him? would that stain his relationship with Horangi?

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König found himself cursing under his breath as he readjusted his mask —still on full militar gear—, waiting for his fellow comrade to open the door. Shifting his weight form foot to foot anxiously.

But he felt himself still suddenly when the door was opened by you. You were a young thing and König knew he looked like a gigantic monster from your point of view —towering over you with his massive 6,10" frame.

"uh- hello there fräulein" he rasped, trying damn hard to not let his strong —thick— German accent make his speech sound too agressive. He was really hoping not giving you a heart attack. He was a tall, bulky, stranger standing at your door at night and dressed in militar clothes after all.