On With The Show

Chapter VIII: The Baby-Sitter

*Brice POV*

Seto wasn't getting better fast, even though he had the regeneration potion. It must only work for non-magic wounds. On the couch lay Seto, comfy watching some T.V. I cuddle up next to him and he recoils.

"I'm so sorry Seto, I shouldn't have done that,"
"No no, you're fine, you just gave me a fright, that's all. Besides, I kinda liked it,"

I moved back over and he laid his head on my shoulders and I wrapped my arm around him. I flicked through the channels to see what was on. Steven Universe came up as Seto told me to stop. We watched it until we got bored.

"Seto, do you want a snack?"
"Yes please,"

I unwrapped my arm from around him and went to the pantry. I searched through them only to find that there wasn't really anything. But then, I saw them; the Oreos. Snatching them out, I made my way back to Seto.

When I got there, I gave him a couple and snuggled back into him. He looked so content, watching the show, eating Oreos. Seto soon noticed that I was staring at him. I looked away quickly, a blush starting to form on my cheeks.

Seto continued to stare into space and I wondered what he was thinking about. His mind seemed to be in a war and I wanted to help but I couldn't. Eventually, he just stared at me, as if he was expecting me to grow an elephant trunk. Maybe I had?! I checked my nose and he laughed. Seto opened his mouth to speak.

"Brice, I've been wondering something-,"

What had he been wondering? Did he want to be, he couldn't, could he? Did he want to be my boyfriend? This wasn't a dream, was it?