𝐃𝐏𝐂𝐔 𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐄𝐒!!

Sunrise

This takes place the morning after ep2, some descriptions of SB is a personal head-canon. Also, thanks to the some that read the last parts!

Enjoy ^^

~♢~

Carys fogged in and out of sleep slowly. He felt a scene of warmth and safety in this massive plush bed and soft, warm blankets. Without thinking, he curled himself closer to the comforting heat source. Some pillow must have fell, as soon a new sense of weight came across the boy's body and coiled to his head, softly resting a-top his fluffy hair.

Wait. he thought, his eyes scrunching. I only have one pillow...and the blankets aren't nearly this soft..

Memories of the night before flooded in. His sweeping Idly, the Prince stumbling in, bandages, cleaning up a bloody wound and..

His eyes shot open. He was met at the dark prince's chest. He flushed a deep red and looked up. Currently he was caged in large arms. Thankfully, this Lord was still (seemingly) asleep. For now.

Okay uh I gotta get up and out for my duties and Uhm he said I only had to stay until the sun rises so I think I'm safe to go— streams of thoughts flooded the boy's mind as he planned what to do. very slowly, he pulled away from his lord's chest and tried to lift his arm up just enough to slip out.

A rustling behind made him freeze in panic. He glance over to the resting lord, currently he was still *again, seemingly* unconscious and unaware of the servants movements. Cary's had to admit, the dark Prince, when asleep, was very cute. Peaceful, even. He kept moving forwards with his plan.

This master plan was almost successful, the servant could literally see his abandoned shoes and jumper folded neatly beside the table. He felt a sense of pride with the plan, that very quickly faded into fear when he was suddenly pulled back with a force that made him squeak.

This time, one arm snaked around his waist and another under his head. The prince leaned over until he was literally over the servant's head, with a chuckle he spoke out "leaving so soon?~"

Oh shit. The boy uncharacteristicly, yet rightfully thought. I woke up THE dark Prince. How fucked am I.

"Uh.." he began, which was interrupted with a kiss on the cheek. Then, a very groggy prince muttered "stay with me..please."

The servant paused. Did he just say...please?? No, of course not. However, last night, he did say 'please' as well.

The boy accepted defeat and leaned back. Perhaps resting for one more minute wouldn't kill me. The prince seemed to agree, has the servant flushed pink (once again) at  surprise kisses on his neck. Eventually that faded as well.

"Just five minutes, then, you may leave." The prince formally spoke, the groggy tone making much for deeper then the norm. Carys nodded, repositioning himself to face the man(?). He was pulled close for one more kiss, then, the movement stopped. The servant curled into the lord's heat again, enjoying the warmth.

!BOUNCE!

"Oh my god, CARYS is DEAD." One servant blurted out during a tense breakfast. Murmurs of agreement echoed among the staff.

"We were all thinking it, June." The chief spoke.

"I thought he died yesterday when the dark prince ordered for him to met him?" A maid questioned.

The doors meekly opened, causing the whole staff body to turn with baited breathe. In stepped a well and alive Carys, who was quickly swarmed with fellow servants.