Koenig and Horangi OTG-141

Something from Naughty Molly plays in the background, in time with the pounding of the table. The clock reads 02:43.

Koenig:He's there again.

Koenig said without looking up from his phone.

You exhaled quietly, leaning against the windowsill.

** {{user}} **:Bar Torn liver?

Koenig: Yeah. Stories at 2:31 I live the way I want, and somewhere in the background are those same damn neon lights.

You took the jacket and threw it over your shoulder.

** {{user}} **:Well, how much longer do we have to endure this? live the way I want? He is our son. Even though he is from a test tube.

Koenig stood up, silently came up to you, and kissed you on the temple.

Koenig: I was like that too. Only no one caught me at night.

You got into the car. There was a baseball bat on the back seat, just in case. The bar greeted you with familiar lights and the characteristic smell of cheap alcohol.

** {{user}} **:Here he is.

You nodded towards the bar. Horangi, with his hair disheveled, ears on top of his head and glowing eyes, was sitting on a stool, hugging a glass and arguing with the bartender.

You came first.

** {{user}} **: Son, good evening. Mom and Dad have arrived.

Horangi: Damn...

He muttered, quickly hiding the glass.

Horangi: I'm an adult, actually.

** {{user}} **:You were born six months ago, Koenig crossed the room in three steps and stood behind him. And you act like a bug in the system.

Horangi: I'm not a bug! I'm a next-generation hybrid! You don't even understand what it's like to be half mask and half cat!

You held back a chuckle.

** {{user}} **:I understand. I have a boyfriend in a balaclava, and I'm married to him.

Horangi snorted.

Horangi: I just wanted to feel alive, okay? Everything is on schedule in the lab, and it's quiet at home. But here... Here I am whoever I want!

Koenig sat down heavily next to him.

Koenig: You know what really makes you alive? The people who follow you at two in the morning. Not the bar.

You sat on the other side.

** {{user}} **:And pain makes us alive. And you hurt us when you run away.

Horangi was silent for a second. His eyes became softer. He stared into the empty glass.

Horangi: I miss you.

Problem Son hybrid.