The royal twins

39

I yawned and slouched in my throne. After training with Eri, her tutor came and I had business to attend to.

"I wonder when Sho will come back," I said out loud, to no one since I'm alone. I adjusted my crown and sat up straight. I let out a soft sigh. Toya has been on my mind all the time, and, honestly, I can't tell if it's good or not.

"I've always loved you."

Sometimes, I can picture his eyes when he utered those words. They held complete honesty, with something else I couldn't pinpoint. Was it obsession? Entitlement?

Whatever it was, it didn't sit right with me.

At least he wasn't lying, but that didn't make me feel much better.

Suddenly, the palace doors swung open, literally scaring me out of my trance.

I looked over at the door. Shoto and Natsuo were the first to walk in. "About time you came back. I was bored out of my mind," I said.

I swore, for a moment, I saw read hair peaking out from behind them, but I ignored it. I'm obviously delirious.

"We were a bit busy," Shoto said before smiling. "We saved him."

"What are you talking about?"

Behind them, walked in Katsuki and Hawks. Kiri had his arms on both of their shoulders and held him up.

"What the hell do you think?" Katsuki said.

"Master!" Hawks exclaimed with a smile.

My heart literally dropped to my ass, and my eyes widened.

"You've gotta be shitting me," I said. My voice cracked as I slowly walked walked down the few steps that elevated our thrones from the ground. I subconsciously bit my bottom lip as I walked over to him.

"You're back?" I said slowly. Kirishima looked awful. He was pale and bruised. He looked weak.

"Hey," He said. "I-," he paused. "I'm sorry." I reached out and gently put my hand on his cheek, before tears started flowing freely down my cheeks.

"K-Kirishima!" I sobbed before I literally threw myself onto him. I wrapped my arms around him tightly, and we both collapsed to our knees onto the floor. He was limp in my arms and I sobbed. I cried harder than I had... well, ever.

"I-I missed you so much!" I exclaimed while sniffing. Kirishima pulled away and looked at me.

"I thought," he trailed off. "I thought you hated me."

"I could never hate you, Kiri," I said as I cuppped his face in my hands. My vision was blurry and my eyes burned from the tears, but they just wouldn't stop. It felt as though a piece of me was just smashed in my face, literally thrown into place and it hurt so fucking good.

"God, I can't be without you." The words slipped from my mouth, and it chocked even me. Kirishima's eyes widened and he gently wiped my tearstained cheeks.

"I'm sorry," he said again. "After King Enji died, I thought you hated me. You pushed me away and that look in your eyes," he paused. "It just."

"Fuck," I said with a sniff. "I was sad, Kiri. Grieving, and I deal with that shit alone. After you and Katsuki left I just-" I paused and shook my head. "Don't leave me again."

"I won't. I swear," he said quickly. I pulled him into another hug, and this time, he hugged me back.