The snake and the prince

Breakfast

TW. Censored cursing

Hey everybody!! I have been out on vacation and doing a camp so I wasent able to use my laptop, but I'm back! More chapters will be coming regularly now :) On with the show!

Janus POV.

I woke up still on Romans chest. For a second, I was confused. Then the memories of last night slowly made its way back into my mind.

Can I hug you?

Dear king...

You can sleep here tonight.

F–k that's embarrassing.

I quickly got out of bed and rumaged through our bag for something subtable for breakfast. We only really packed some sandwiches and chips and such, so I wondered if there would be somewhere for us to go to eat. Maybe we could get some sort of kingly discount.

Roman slept peacefully, snoring quietly like he had been all night. I wondered what to say to him when he woke up. Do I bring up last night? What do I say? What will he say?

I got dressed, brushed my teeth, did some skincare, and sat on the floor waiting. Roman fluttered his eyes open, and looked to where I had been laying. He sat up with a confused look on his face to do my absence.

"Took you long enough." I rolled my eyes playfully, and he dramatically threw his hand over his chest. "A king needs his beauty sleep, Snakey!" Hearing him say the nickname again, as if it dident bother him at all, reassured me. He dosent think badly of last night. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Get yourself together then, Mr. King. I'm starving. Let's find a place to eat."

Roman POV.

I tried very hard to act casual. Inside, a gay panic the size of a hurricain sat in my chest. \

We ended up finding a cute little restaurant that sond christmas themed pastries that we decided to stop at for some food. The man at the counter had a sign across his chest with the word "December" Written on it. He seemed to have a Regina George-like ego about him.

We both ordered coffees, (Mine a french vanilla frappichino with wip cream and Janus's a hot black coffee), and some muffins.

Janus listened to me ranting about my newfound kigly duties while he sipped his coffee, occasionally adding a snarky or sarcastic remark. I blushed every time he spoke.

We had a normal morning, despite the raging feelings of excitement and nervousness from the night before. My little crush on Janus was now a full blown gay parade with every float having Jans face on it.

But still, we had a normal morning.

And once that ended, we had a horrifying day.