Gloom in Gold: The Awakening

Chapter Fourteen

Official.

Once she woke up she felt warmth all over her. Stretching with a small grunt she moved closer to the source of heat. She felt fingers brush over her arm, lips against her forehead.

"Good morning, love."

Her eyelids fluttered open and focused on ice looking at her with fondness. "Morning," she mumbled and snuggled closer against him.

He held her against him and relished the proximity, but felt her dozing off once again. "I'm afraid I cannot allow you to sleep more." She only grumbled and a smile found his lips as he caressed her skin. "Maddox is calling for a meeting."

She took a deep breath and opened her eyes again, pushing herself up a little. "The meeting's today?"

"Actually it will start in a few minutes. But how did you know about it?"

With his help she sat up and stretched. "He told me he'll hold a meeting soon," she spoke and yawned deeply.

"I see. How about I'll drop you off at your room and I'll see you later?"

She turned to him and smiled slightly once his lips finding hers for a brief moment. "Fine." Maddox's words sounded harsh back then and the feeling of sadness did not cease.

She stood and tried to shake out the tiredness of her limbs as Erros turned a dim light on. Her eyes adapted after a few moments and only now she looked through the room she slept in, while Erros tidily folded the sheets.

Just as could be expected his room was very clean and rather minimalistic. Everything had his spot. He had a few bookshelfs, all filled with what seemed to be professional literature. Next to that stood a wide closet that supposedly held all his suits and an ironing set leaning against it. He also had a desk with a neatly stacked pile of documents and a laptop.

"Fitting for my image of the arrogance drenched doctor?"

She turned to find Erros smirking at her. She shook her head with a smile and placed her palms on his chest. "Fitting for a professional scholar. Your room is very neat."

"Why, thank you."

"Say, Erros," she began and eyed his wardrobe, "do you own anything else clothing related aside from suits?"

He met her eyes and smiled as well. "I do own a t-shirt. Oh, and that hoodie Miles gifted me last year."

"One?" she laughed and he joined her.

"Indeed, one." She laughed even more and he watched her. "What is so funny about that?"

"I don't know. It just sounds funny that you own like tons of different suits, like, I've not seen you wear one suit twice until now, but only one regular t-shirt and hoodie."

He snorted and squeezed her hand. "I am quite fond of my suits."

"And that's totally cool. I mean, they suit you very well." Their eyes met and he smiled. "But nevertheless I imagine you look pretty cute all casual."

"You are beginning to become quite the charmer," he noted and she giggled.

"I've got the best teacher."

His orbs travelled her and his heart swelled. "Perhaps I will wear my hoodie once for you to see. Miles egged me on to wear it since I got it."

She snickered before glancing at his bookshelfs and nodded at them. "Are those all about medicine?"

"Most of them, yes, but not all. There is a good part about literature and languages as well." Erros guided her to the door as they left his room.

"You're speaking multiple languages?"