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"How do you know when you're in love?"
Crowlas-- KING Crowlas, pondered idly as he quietly rocked his chair back and forth. He sat inside an empty café on a cold winter afternoon in Suzuran, accompanied by his loyal 'servants': Isin and Eridu, two of the five Hell Princes.
"What might this be about, sir?" Eridu spoke up as he looked at King Crowlas from across the table with a perplexed expression; Isin the same.
"It's about that... dumb flower boy. What was his name... Vermillion?" Crowlas crossed his arms slightly and squeezed them. He was a bit stressed out.
"You mean Emilion, sir? Have you perhaps taken a liking to him..?" Isin spoke with a smug expression.
"Yes- that boy. There's something about him that.. entices me. He draws me in.. is this.. normal...?" King Crowlas shook his head in hopes for his feelings to go away. THE great King Crowlas- experiencing signs of attraction for an artisan.. In his head, it was quite demented.
"Your Highness- I believe you're in fact undergoing what it feels like to fall in love," Eridu smiled sweetly at his Highness, yet he couldn't help but feel a bit betrayed.
"I suggest you should go for it, King Crowlas!" Isin, on the other hand, felt proud of his beloved king.
"Ah- yes, what Isin said..." Eridu huffed a small sigh of defeat.
"Oh? My lovely crows think I should? Hmm... How should I go about it? Surely he must hate me after all the tormenting I've done," King Crowlas sighed as his arms collapsed.
"Well, you never know until you try, my Highness!" Isin clapped his hands together.
"Well.. If you say so. Do you perhaps know the current whereabouts of that little boy?" Crowlas defeatedly got out of his seat, his facial expression showing mixtures of fluster and embarrassment, yet he always tries to hide it.
"I believe he is somewhere around the shopping distri-"
"Great, thank you my lovely crows," With King Crowlas cutting off Eridu, he rushed out of the café, seemingly in a hurry of sorts. He walked towards the shopping district in the cold. He seemed oddly determined to find Emilion. As he trudged through the freezing snow, he wondered to himself if it was a bad idea to begin with. Of course- there was no way in hell and back that Emilion would love him back. Why did he even like him in the first place? He was nothing but lowly scum beneath his feet. It didn't make sense to him. It never has. He-
Oh.
There he was.
There was Emilion. Minding his own business. All alone. In this lonely shopping district.
Now he remembers. He remembers why he likes him.
That blue hair. Those orange and yellow pallet of clothes. Those attractive brown eyes. His mysterious flower. That feisty personality of his. Everything about him drew King Crowlas in. He couldn't help it.
"Ah-- hello there.. Crowlas," Emilion shot him with the cold stare as his voice- raspy, yet still soothing- accompanied it.
"I need to talk to you about something," King Crowlas' voice sounded upfront and demanding. It was a harsh tone that he didn't want.
"Oh- um-- of course. What is it-"
Without skipping a beat, Crowlas gripped onto Emilion's hands and squeezed this. This, of course, caused a slight pained reaction from Emilion, yet he didn't mind it.
"I love you. Go out with me."
"I-- Er-- Whu-- what..?" Emilion stared at the taller with a bewildered facial expression. How the fuck was he supposed to process that King Crowlas liked him like that..??
"I-- I um-- I-- I like you too......?" Emilion, however, was pleasantly surprised. Sure, he didn't expect King Crowlas to grab him forcefully and confess, but it was certainly better than nothing.
"Kiss me."
"........Eh?" Now Emilion is flustered.
"Kiss me or else you're a coward." King Crowlas let go of Emilion and instead placed his hands on his hips.
"......." Emilion cupped his hands around King Crowlas' cheeks, and leaned in for a soft kiss. It was warm and pleasant to say the very least, and they embraced each other's presence. It was practically every girls dream's. It seemed like at that very moment, King Crowlas' worries were flushed away. He felt nothing but pure bliss.
After what felt like decades, the two parted with each other. They stared at each other in total white silence for a good 3 minutes, before King Crowlas wrapped his arms around the smaller boy.
"Mm... I love you." King Crowlas mumbled in Emilion's shoulder, and buried his face in it.
"I-- I certainly love you too, Crowlas."
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