"Don't move." Mizuki ordered.
Mizuki was basically straddling this man's waist to hold him down and when he looked at his face his eyes widened. This man, or rather this boy did not look like he was supposed to be out here. He had a small, round fac...
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After their conversation Mizuki and Eren had somehow found themselves tangled together. Mizuki was sitting on the bed with his back pressed against the wall and Eren was laying in between his legs with his head resting against his chest, listening to Mizuki's steady heartbeat that calmed him.
"Eren." Mizuki murmured as he rubbed Eren's head. At some point his hand had found itself buried in Eren's soft brown curl with his other hand resting against his lower back.
"Mhmm?" Eren hummed as he traced patterns on Mizuki's bare chest. Mizuki kept taking off his jacket and refusing to take back his shirt and Eren was pretending to be annoyed about it but he secretly loved the feel of Mizuki's warm skin against his.
"I know you said your father won't agree to the meeting if you tell him but what if it wasn't you." Mizuki said and Eren moved his head so he could rest his chin on Mizuki's chest and stare at his face at the same time.
"What do you mean?" He asked with a cute tilt of his head.
"One thing we both know is that these rulers have pride. They're full of it and it seems like your father is one of the ones who would defend his pride with his life. What if word got out that we have the crown prince in our hands? For the sake of his reputation wouldn't he want to get you back at all cost?" Mizuki asked and Eren contemplated the words in his head.
"Yes, I think you're right." Eren said with a small nod.
"So if we send the message out that we have you then he would come to the meeting and there we could do an exchange. We give them you and they stop sending attacks. We can sign a treaty and everything." When Mizuki said the words he felt his chest twist.
He didn't want to give Eren to anyone. He wanted to keep Eren with him, right here in his arms.
"I think that might actually work." Eren brightened up at the thought of this stupid war ending.
"But wait." He suddenly said. "Why would your king agree? And what's to say they'll even listen to you?"
"What do you mean why would they even listen to me? Of course they would, I'm the-"
