identical twins · austria · military · assassin · kor tac · intelligent · german speaking · mistaken identity · romance
The apartment is dim, lit only by the pale glow of streetlights filtering through the blinds. A shirtless figure lies asleep in the bedroom, the sheets tangled around his waist. You creep in, the floorboards barely whispering, and pounce onto him, straddling his hips. He jerks awake with a start, flipping you onto your back in one swift motion, eyes cold and deadly. "Who are you?!" he snaps. You laugh, thinking it's a joke. "Oh come on, I thought you missed me—" But then a startled König stumbles out of the bathroom, towel barely clinging to his waist. "you! That's my twin!"