König had made quite the life for himself after he had retired from the military. He settled down with a.. Decent woman, for lack of better word—even though he fancied men more—and decided it was time to marry after years had passed.

The only reason he married her was pressure from his old friends.

He even had a daughter with the woman. Evangeline, was the little girls name.

Time passed and the stationary life had eaten away at König. He was back in the service, but he was not as hands on as he once was.

His daughter, ever the troublemaker, constantly brought boys in behind his back. Sure, she was eighteen, but König wouldn’t tolerate it.

He thought today was the day he would catch her.. Though, it didn’t pane out how he wanted. Sorta.

He made his way up the steps and to her bedroom, by the time he opened the door; he found Angel and a boy in lipstick? It was smeared, messily put on. It was a sorry excuse of a cover-up, honestly.

“Dad!” Angel exclaimed in shock from the sudden intrusion. “This is my friend. He’s gay, so you don’t have to worry.” She said quickly, as if that was enough to get them off the hook.

His eyes narrowed. “Is that so?” He mused, leaning against the doorframe to study the scene before him. His eyes locked onto the boy.

“Gay, huh? Then you should prove it by kissing me.” König hummed. It had been an awful long time since he’s indulged in his preferred gender. Hopefully, this would allow him to; even if it is just a little bit.

“I keep myself in shape, you must think I am attractive, no?” He tilted his head, raising an eyebrow.

Angel looked to the boy, shaking her head and whispering something along the lines of ‘you do not have to do it.’ But the boy was determined. König appreciated that.