The Master [MxMxM+]

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The Master was back the next day. Just like he had said. He might have made the meeting briefer than it should have been. And it might or might not have been because someone missed him.

He couldn't find him.

Zel was the type of person that was going to be everywhere at the same time. He'd know if the Master was back and he'd either run to him excitedly or creep up on him adorably.

He was doing neither.

Before he realized it, the Master was walking towards Zel's room.

The sound of his ringtone halted his steps.

"We didn't want to bother you on your trip sir, hopefully it went well. Zel is ill," the voice on the other end said.

"I see," he replied then hung up.

His mood suddenly changed.

He flung Zel's door open with more aggression than was intended. He didn't like the way Zel startled.

Pierre sat on the bed while Zel rested his head on his lap.

Fuck, they looked so adorable.

"How long?" The Master asked. "Just yesterday, I saw you before I left. How long have you been sick?"

Zel got up from where he was and searched the Master's eyes. "I'm fine now."

"You didn't answer my question," the Master was close to seething.

"Since before I saw you," said Zel hesitantly.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"You had important things to do Daddy!"

"And you think I can't what? Spare like an hour for you? You think I couldn't push one meeting out of the way for you?!"

"I- It was important..."

"You-"

The Master didn't finish his sentence so the silence stretched awkwardly between them. Luckily, someone else spoke.

"Zel is lying," said Pierre, putting on his most sincere face. "I told him not to bother you because I could take care of him myself."

It didn't take two seconds for the Master to sniff him out.

"No you didn't. You're going to have to do better than that. I mean, you two really suck at lying," said Alexander. "The truth, now."

Pierre looked at Zel and he nodded back at him.

"Fine..." Zel started like he had any choice. "Okay... I'm sorry I kept it from you, but part of what I said is true. I fully made up my mind when you said you had to leave. But that's not all of it."

The Master's unwavering gaze told the blond haired man to get to it.

Zel fiddled with his own fingers before looking down. "I didn't want to tell you... I really didn't want tell you because then you'd take me to the hospital. I hate that place," Zel looked up at the Master. "They stick these little needles into your arm and anywhere they like... It hurts Daddy!"

Big eyes widened and looked pleadingly up at him. Fuck fuck fuck...

"Come here Zel," the Master said. And when Zel was in range, he pulled him into a hug and ran his fingers through his hair. "Next time, you tell me exactly that. You tell me truth, okay princess?"

Zel purred and nodded into his shoulder. "You're not laughing at me," he said.

"Why would I?"

"Most times I say that, they laugh and call me a baby," Zel was trying hard not to pout.