"Am I glad to finally be in this room once again..."
A few days have passed, and Lucia's attitude hasn't changed one bit, even though he wished that she reverted to normal. At best, she did shimmer down on the physical interaction and learned to give him space.
He touches his work desk, oh... how much he missed the feeling of the hardwood that he's used for the longest time he recalls working in Babylonia.
How much he misses the feeling of his arms resting against the hardwood, falling asleep numerous times due to exhaustion. The moments where he'd take up his pen, signing documents and reading over reports.
The Commandant gently sits down on his comfortable chair. Feeling the sensation as he moved back with his chair. A smile on his face.
"I'm back... Yatta..." Stretching with happiness. If anyone knows him, then they know he's a workaholic at heart. Even during his vacation, he was quite lost and didn't know what to really do. He's so used to working in his room or going out patrolling on missions, that the thought of doing nothing but relaxing was foreign to him.
"Don't forget to take your prescriptions Commandant." Liv who stood by the doorway reminded him. "Asimov said to take them as soon as possible."
"Yeah... yeah..." He went ahead and pulled out his prescribed medicine, opening the lid and grabbing a few pills, he proceeded to drink out of a cup of water and swallows. The pills in the process went down his throat.
"Do remember to take your prescriptions~" Liv said happily. "You don't want to be monitored now do you?"
He winced at her words as he shuddered. "Pretty sure I'm monitored without my consent..." He mumbled as he saw Liv walk away. "Crazy woman..." He scoffed.
"I'm sorry what was that~?" Liv clung to the door with a smile on her face, eyes devoid of light.
"Ergh... Um... N-Nothing." He stammered a bit, scratching the back of his head while smiling innocently.
"I love you, Commandant~ I'll see you later~" Liv let out a giggle as she walked away once again.
After a while of waiting, he can only plop onto his chair. "I thought she was gonna kill me..." He groaned, seriously... Liv is scarier than she seems. He's just glad she didn't do anything drastic... like in the past.
-~-
Knock Knock
"Come in." He didn't pay mind to whoever is entering his room. At the current moment, he began working on signing documents that are due by the end of the day. So long as he isn't distracted, he'll be finished in no time.
"Sorry for disturbing you at this current time Commandant."
"It's fine. How have you been, Changyu?"
"Everything has been going smoothly. I see you're back to work already." Changyu walked up to him.
"Yep. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I missed being here at my desk. So, what can I do for you?" The Commandant put his pen down and looked at Changyu, he smiled.
"Well... I've been trying to find my gauntlets but I can't seem to find them. I was wondering if you can help me with finding them." Changyu scratched the back of his head. "I've been looking for quite some time now."
"You lost your gauntlets?" He blinked. "Eh? How do you lose gauntlets exactly? Pretty sure they're quite easy to find given they're out of the ordinary. How do you forget something so important?" He mumbled suspiciously. Especially with someone such as Changyu... losing his gauntlets is suspicious.
YOU ARE READING
Commandant and his Constructs [PGR]
Fanfiction[This story contains a few mature themes] The struggles of being a Commandant that has to deal with the protective nature of his constructs. After all... He is THEIR Commandant. Dealing with lewdness and out-of-control events! Please don't expect mu...