"Welcome home, Keevin!" Atlas exclaimed. Keevin hugged him tightly, whispering in his ear, "I missed you." He took Atlas's hand, kissed it, and then kissed him on the lips. Atlas blushed and quickly pushed Keevin away. "Well, lunch is ready. Why don't we eat first?" Atlas suggested, avoiding eye contact.
Keevin chuckled and kissed Atlas's forehead. "Sure, my love." Atlas, flustered, ran to the kitchen, followed closely by Keevin. "Damn, this elf looks twice as hot as usual. It's been a week since I last saw him," Atlas thought. "Thank you," said Keevin, making Atlas's eyes widen with embarrassment, thinking Keevin could read his mind.
"The food is delicious, and thanks for making my favorite chicken curry, honey," Keevin said with a smile. Atlas smiled back and said, "Eat it while it's still hot." They both shared a warm smile.
After the meal, Atlas took Keevin's plate, insisting on doing the dishes, and asked Keevin to take a shower. Keevin kissed Atlas on the cheek and headed to the bathroom. "It's been so long; I don't know what to do, oh lord!" Atlas muttered to himself. While washing the dishes, he began daydreaming, causing a delay.
Suddenly, hands approached from behind, hugging him tightly. Startled, Atlas froze. "Just stay still, I need to recharge by hugging you," Keevin said softly, kissing his neck. "Are you okay? You seem extremely tired," Atlas asked. "Yes, I am. I missed you so much; I thought about you constantly during the battle," Keevin replied.
Atlas blushed but continued washing the dishes while Keevin hugged him. Keevin whispered in his ear, "I missed you," kissing his neck, "I want you," hugging him tighter, "I want to kiss you," holding Atlas's chest, "I want to fu-"
"Hey, how far are you going to go?" Atlas yelled, embarrassed.
"Haha, I promise I'll be gentle this time!" Keevin replied.
"No! The last time you said you'd be gentle, I couldn't walk for days!" Atlas protested.
"Huhu," Keevin responded with a disappointed look. "And go get dressed!" Atlas ordered.
Keevin went to their room, found his favorite clothes, and put them on. Looking at himself in the mirror, he smiled and said, "Aww, he's so cute, especially when he's embarrassed." He then headed to the living room and saw Atlas asleep.
Seeing the clock read 5:45 p.m., Keevin gently lifted Atlas and carried him to their bedroom. "He must have used a lot of power healing the demon soldier this morning. He's stronger than ever!" Keevin thought, kissing Atlas's forehead. He gazed at Atlas lovingly.
"I love you, Keevin," Atlas murmured in his sleep.
"Ooh, he's so cute," Keevin thought with a smile. "I love you too, Atlas." And they both drifted off to sleep.
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Rewrite The Star
FantasiIn a world where whispers of the legendary "Heartmiller" family echo through the ages-rumored to possess unimaginable power accessible through their blood and heart-a young wizard named Atlas Heartmiller survives a brutal attack that claimed his par...
