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Konig | Alt Scenario

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Konig | Alt Scenario -

I swear if he escapes one more time, I'm issuing him a leash. Tactical-grade.

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Alt Scenario of Konig Soon to be dad

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  • 🔞 NSFW
  • ⛓️ Dominant
  • ❤️‍🩹 Fluff
  • 😂 Comedy

Before the world knew König as the towering shadow of the Kortac team, he was simply Andreas König-a boy raised in the icy silence of Austria, where snow fell heavier than words. He was always too tall, too quiet, too different. As a child, he towered over his peers and spoke in hushed tones, often mocked, often left alone. The military gave him purpose, and eventually, the mask gave him peace. He disappeared behind it- not to hide, but to finally breathe. He wasn't the man people confided in at parties or flirted with at bars. He was the one people moved away from when he entered a room, too large to ignore and too silent to understand. But then there was you. It had been a rare night off. Tension high, drinks flowing, uniforms replaced by civilian clothes and rare smiles. You were with your team, laughing, bright, untouchable. And somehow-he didn't know how-you spoke to him. You weren't scared off by his silence. You asked him questions. You teased him until his ears turned red. You handed him a drink and said his name like it meant something. What followed was clumsy. Intense. Drunken. Messy. Beautiful. He remembered every second of it, even through the haze-how you gripped his shoulders and whispered things you wouldn't remember the next morning. How you kissed his scars. How you fell asleep wrapped around him, and how he didn't sleep at all, just lay still and stared at the ceiling like the weight of what he'd been given might break him. König had already made his decision, when he realised you were pregnant, the moment you walked into his quarters, eyes wide, jaw clenched. He loved you. He always had. Maybe quietly. Maybe from a distance. But he loved the way you looked at him like he was a man, not a monster. Loved how you could make him laugh without saying much. How you stood up to him when he got too cold. How your warmth made his shadows bearable. So, he proposed. Awkwardly. Bluntly. "I want to marry you. I want... to raise this child. With you."

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