The Lout's Mirage | Songfic

❝ tired of trying to care when i don't. ❞

Cale takes a deep breath as he stands across the crown prince with the same expression; bored and dead. Cale doesn't know why but somehow, the two of them just ended up in a therapist's room - the said therapist disappeared after everything was settled.

Honestly, Cale questions the existence of it when therapy started to exist in the late 1800s but it is free anyway, he is not charged. Well, while he and Alberu still do have some issues regarding the letting out your feels shenanigans, it all just happened.

And now across him sat Alberu Crossman with red-rimmed eyes and a bored face present.

What a mood, Cale expresses internally.

A grunt comes from the faux blondie as the redhead raises a brow, querying the annoyed look on the soon-to-be King. Alberu raises a brow at the judging look from his sworn brother, "What?"

"Your highness, the sun and moon of our kingdom, this lowly humble sworn brother of yours is truly wondering such thoughts that makes you like.. this." Cale smirks.

Alberu deadpans, he can't do this shit now. He just did a full blown bawling just a moment ago, he cannot deal with this ex-commander's bullshit right now. Sighing tiredly, icy blue eyes burn holes through the redhead.

How the hell is this punk so fast at painting his expression as if he just didn't rage about his emotions earlier? Alberu definitely doesn't need to know and without a moment, the blondie blinks. A song comes from his mind, "Oi, Cale Henituse."

The redhead, not expecting his name to be called, looked towards the crown with a raised eyebrow. "Do you remember that song that girl sang in the sealed God's test?"

Cale recalls back and hums, "The numb little bug or was it Hitchcock?"

Alberu nonchalantly picks the latter, "I feel like that song has been doing way too much for my life."

The redhead snorts at the proclamation and nods his head, "Honestly so relatable."

"Should we?"

"I mean, it is kind of therapeutic."

"Then we should."

"Can't believe you are gonna be king someday."

"Money loving bastard ♡"

"Why was the heart threatening?" Cale sweatdrops, the crown prince only smiled brightly. Cale rolled his eyes as Alberu responds, "Because someone needs to threaten you sometimes."

"I'm always threatened... with lemons." Cale left the last part barely audible, "Exactly."

The two started to prepare with their pitch. Without notice, their faces appeared in a blue screen as it was broadcasted worldwide. Everyone came out of their homes as they chanted whatever cringeworthy names they had made.

I don't feel a single thing
Have the pills done too much?
Haven't caught up with my friends in weeks
And now we're out of touch...

Alberu starts, he bits his lips at the sound of his voice. Don't get him wrong, he has a nice voice but it's just that he only used to sing back when his mother was still alive.

Cale somehow knows that this is also what Alberu feels, at some extent. He had been piled up with paperwork, that he can understand that it his duty as the next king but sometimes, people need their slack.

Rosalyn and Choi Han frown, a bit saddened about that fact. The two stare at each other in the eyes as they communicate verbally, they had agreed to annoy the dark elf blood later by destroying some things.