After the long war ended, every Clover Mages' lives became better.
"Nozel!" Fumiko ran to him and hugged him tightly. "I'm so glad you're safe," Mizuki pulled away and kissed him passionately.
"What's wrong? You're shaking." Nozel asked, looking at her eyes which held deep sorrow. "I-I just thought that... It's nothing, just bad tho-" She was cut off when she felt Nozel's lips on hers.
Nozel pulled away with a smile. "Bad thoughts? But don't worry now, I'm here. I'm safe and sound. Just a few scratches is all,"
Her tears finally fell as she hugged him again tightly. Everything was going okay until Mizuki passed out and almost fell on the floor.
"Mizuki! What's wrong?!" Nozel caught her body before she fell and carried her to their shared room. As soon as he arrived, he immediately lay her down on the bed. He observed her and looked for any injuries, but he found none. Although he noticed that she was skinnier and pale.
"Mizuki... Have you been starving yourself again?" Nozel mumbled to himself, watching as his fiancée's stomach go up and down. "She doesn't look fine at all.." Nozel sighed as he told the maids to prepare food while he take care of his fiancée. Nebra arrived back home as Nozel tasked her to watch over her sister-in-law while he cooks. Nebra couldn't believe that Nozel, out of all people, would cook for anyone. She sighed and entered the room to watch over Mizuki who was peacefully sleeping.
A few hours after, Mizuki woke up dizzy. "N-Nozel? Where are you? Where am I?" She spoke up, looking around with s tired expression. "He's cooking outside," Nebra spoke, as she then stood up and walked out of the room. Nebra walked past Nozel and purposely ignored him. He looked at her and sighed, letting her go since he was about to go inside too anyway.
"You've been starving yourself these past few days I've been gone, have you?" Nozel asked, walking inside the room with a tray in his hand, and an apron around his waist.
"You're wearing the apron I gave you when we were little kids, it doesn't fit you anymore really." Mizuki giggled as Nozel just sighed and put the tray of food on the nightstand. "Please, don't change the subject. But yeah, this apron is something special to me." Nozel sat next to her with a gentle smile. One that she's never seen him wear before.
"I'm sorry. It's just that, I developed this disorder of mine after a lot of my loved ones died on me as I ate delicious food without them. It just feels wrong, and scary. So I didn't eat, just for you to come back home safe and sound." Mizuki admitted as she fiddled with her fingers. Nozel sighed and kissed her forehead as he smiled at her who started to tear up.
"Please, eat this as a substitute for those lost meals. It may not be as good as the food you usually eat, but it's made with love and care." He smiled as Mizuki smiled back and willingly ate the food he volunteered to cook. For the past few months, he's been helping her with her disorder.
"I'm thankful I have you, Nozel. I love you so much." She mumbled as she ate the food with a wide grin.
Nozel's Point of View:
As soon as Mizuki passed out, I immediately took care of her and lay her down. I told the maids to prepare some ingredients and cook some in advance while I take care of and watch over Mizuki since Nebra isn't home yet to watch over her while I cook.
A few hours passed by, and she still hasn't woken up. Luckily, Nebra is finally home. So, I immediately told her about the situation as I go and cook in the kitchen. "I hope she likes what I'm making,"
I wore the apron she gave to me when we were just little kids, as I start to cook up something for her when she woke up.
After I was done cooking, I also prepared some drinks to refresh her. When I was about to walk inside the room with a tray in hand, Nebra walked past me and purposely ignored me. I stood there and wat hed as her back slowly disappeared, I sighed and let it go since I was about to go inside too anyway.
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