[RE-WRITTEN IN A NEW BOOK] "May I have this dance?" || SkepHalo (Royal AU)

Chapter 11 - Burns, Buns and Puns

As I walked my way to the bakery, I stopped for a second. I patted my pockets to see if I brought money, I wouldn't want a repeat of last time..

Relief washed over me as I felt money, so I continue walking.

I stepped into what seemed like the only bakery in town, and I heard the soft melody of bells as I walk in.

"Hello, sir! What can I- woah." I look at the familiar face and see Darryl, and he seemed surprised. I was too, but I hid it, realising that I didn't do my disguise.

"Hello there, I would like to get..." I leaned over to the counter, feeling some sort of confidence seeing that I'm taller than him since I'm wearing my signature heels.

"You." I said, winking to emphasize my point.

"Um...wha? You want food?" He said, as if he heard me wrong.

"Sure." I leaned back, giving the most innocent smile I can do.

"Well, good for you, your highness! You're in a bakery." He said in a joking tone and trailed off at the end.

I gave a small chuckle to his joke, which made him be more chill.

"So..can you be more specific on what you want to eat?"

"Well, what do you recommend? You seem like you have good taste."

He chuckled at this, seeming flustered.

"Um..okay, sir."

"Call me Zak."

"Will do, si- Zak!" He cut himself off with a slight scream.

I watched him with amusement, seeing as this wasn't the usual sassy and confident boy I usually see, and I'm loving it.

He would glance at me every minute, as he stopped since he was waiting for something to cook.

"What should I call you?" I spoke up.

"Darryl, Bad, anything is fine." He answered, still looking somewhat surprised from having THE prince in his small bakery.

"Well, how about I call you...

mine." (I can already see the shippers quaking, yes you, you know who you guys are 👉👉)

"I." He paused.

"I." He was almost like a malfunctioning computer. Well, a cute one, at least. (You guys remember the fish? Yeah, he stuttered like that.)

"Woah, look at that, the muffins are done." He said, pointing at the air and putting his hand over his waist, as we just sat in silence.

"Uhh, what do you mean? It hasn't di-" ding. Wow, that was a coincidence. It's almost like someone wrote it to be that way.

~Darryl POV~ (I was typing this and when I typed Darryl, the word Hamilton popped up? Um, okay. I guess Darryl is now related to Hamilton-)

I opened the oven and touched the tray until jerking it backwards as I forgot to put my gloves on.

I let out a hiss, ashamed that I hurt myself and embarrassed myself infront of the pri- well, Zak.

He stood up quickly, rushing to my aid.

"Woah, woah, are you okay? Well, probably not since..y'know, that." He gestured to my hand.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, I just need to take these out." He stopped me by softly lowering down my lower arm and putting his hand on my shoulder.

"I'll handle it, just go to your kitchen and put your hand in cold water for like, i dunno, 5 minutes?" I was going to speak, but my mouth didn't make a sound, so I just nodded as he put on the gloves and took the muffins out.

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~Y/N's POV~

As Bad went out of the kitchen as he saw Zak.

He was happily eating his muffins, smiling so hard that you'd be concerned. He had crumbs on the sides of his mouth, and even his forehead somehow, like, hOW DO YOU EVEN?- Right, ehem. Authors gonna kill me for that. Well, I don't even get paid enough so I should be able to do this. Oh yeah, back to the story.

He had already eaten half of the batch, but he didn't look anywhere near full.

As he saw Bad, his expression changes. He seems wiped the crumbs off the corners of his mouth as he approached Bad.

"Are you okay now?" Zak asked, very concerned, but he either hid it well or Bad was very oblivious.

"Yeah, I'm great now." Bad tried to say confidently, but it ended up as a whisper.

"You've got a little something...here." He gestured to a spot on his face. Zak rubbed it, but he didnt get anything off.

Bad softly laughed and rolled his eyes. He hovered his thumb on Zak's cheek.

"May I...?" He said, asking for permision.

"Uhm, sure, I guess."

He lightly grazed his thumb on Zak's cheek, both of them slightly blushing but too focused on their own blush to notice each others. He wiped it off on his apron.

Zak stepped away, fearing he might've been making the smaller boy uncomfortable.

"Hows your hand?"

"Mm...good, I guess."

Zak decided to do something bold and grabed Bad's hand.

He softly kissed the back of Bad's hand, the soft silk gloves on his own making the other boy melt as his touch.

"Well, how about now?"

"Its..better." Bad tried to contain his huge grin, but failed miserably, or happily, I don't really know.

Zak slowly lowered their hands, his right hand letting go while his left remains in contact with Bad's.

"Well..I guess I should pay for that and go, huh?" Zak said with a lower and calmer voice than usual, then gently chuckled.

"I'll put them in a bag."

"Okay."

They stayed in silence, which wasn't comfortable or awkward, it was just..silence.

"Come again!" Bad said, using his costumer service voice. "If you want to, of course." He added quickly.

Zak smiled at the man, slightly amused.

As Bad was ready for him to leave, Zak remembered that he had to pay and gave at least 1/3 more of the actual price the muffins are.

"You can keep the change." He referenced Chapter one- I mean, he referenced the words Darryl said to 'Skeppy' before giving a small wink and leaving a confused and flustered Bad.

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As Zak was walking home, his stomach grumbled so he decided to pull out something from the bag.

He opened his mouth, ready to eat it, when he noticed it felt different.

It was definitely not a muffin.

It had really hard sweet syrup on it, and it oddly looked suspiciously similar to a heart.

He smiled, before eating it in one bite.

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IF YOU DONT GIVE THE AUTHOR THE LOVE THEY DESERVE IM GONNA- Well, cry or something ig

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Its about being in a gaming show, were we, y/n, play as Fundy!

Also, Im removing stuff from chapter 9(part 2) because I just noticed I made a mistake and didnt plan it well enough.

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