Are you happy Tristian(Last installment of 'Are you ___' series)

Chapter 19

Day four(but starts off in the real world with Meliodas):

"So this boy you know, Cyrus, he is dead and probably in Purgatory?" Meliodas asked, standing behind the suspect. They nodded their head quickly, afraid of getting slapped again. Meliodas did a number on them, but hey, they shouldn't had acted so smart in the predicament they were in. So they brought it upon themself.

They coughed out a little bit of blood before saying, "Yes. He was killed five years ago. Other than a few minor setbacks, he was a good boy." Meliodas placed firm hands on their shoulders. "You know, my son is dead. If he finds out that you killed his love and that Cyrus is related to you, it wouldn't be pretty. I think I am done with you," he turned his head towards a figure outside of the door, "I made my decision." The suspect saw the facial expression and shook their head, begging. But it fell on deaf ears.

Suddenly, the figure walked into the light, which surprised the suspect even more.

No...it can't be. Not him...

"This pathetic excuse of a life should be sentenced to death."

The king glared at them and said, "Agreed."
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Cyrus was silent again.

Tristian tried to engage in some casual conversation but the other boy barley replied. It has since been two hours since the last attempt. And the demon boy had enough. He stopped climbing the wall, causing Cyrus to look up at him, confused. "What are you doing? Tristian, move!" Tristian glared at him and stayed put.

"There isn't a time limit, now talk. What did I do? If you want to leave me, then say so. You're the one who wanted to be with me in the first place." Cyrus raised an eyebrow at him. What the fuck? Is Tristian okay? "I don't know what has gotten into you but it's freaking me out man." Cyrus commented. Tristian growled and glowered at him. But it was difficult for him to express his emotions. So much that he had to squeeze his eyes tight.

After a minute, he opened them again and sharply turned his head to glare at Cyrus. "What has gotten into me? Shut up! What has gotten into YOU? We always vibe together and now we don't after we met my late fiancé! There has to be something wrong." Cyrus opened his mouth to speak but couldn't find any words to say.

Who would've knew that Tristian cared about him that much.

It's kinda funny.

But no way would he laugh at a time like this, Tristian could just drop him and call it a day.

Instead, he shook his head and ruffled the other's hair, "You are fine, we are fine. I promise you. But seeing you like this is pretty cute. You like me or something?" Tristian scowled again while Cyrus snickered. "Well?" The boy asked, being bold. Tristian shook his head in disbelief. Can't this guy get any more annoying?

"Not in the way you think, idiot. But sure, I have some fondness for you. Your cool or whatever." Tristian answered, looking away.

Alright, Alriiiight! Cyrus has to ask this.

"We both have girls who we still care about despite some things. We both know some things about each other, though there is always room to learn more. And now this. I don't need to say more. Anyways, Tristian, would you like to be in a non sexual partnership with me?" Tristian raised an eyebrow.

He asked, "How would that work? And what do mean by non sexual?"

Cyrus stared at him before laughing.

"I never thought I would see the day where you are the slow and stupid one. Dude, you have a son! Do I need to say more?" Tristian rolled his eyes and continued climbing the wall. "Just tell me. You are the one who suggested this partnership." Cyrus raised an eyebrow with a smile. "So I can say it with no filter?" Tristian slowly nodded his head.