Nicolas Brown & Worrick Imagines

With ears to see and eyes to hear vol 6: Care

Hi guys, I just wanted to state once again that I have made North Gate up. So, when there's any new details about it don't expect it to be in the manga. No one has complained about this. I just wanted to make sure. I definitely contribute this early volume release to Lina Thuong for demanding an update. I have just been busy with school but if you do ask for an early update. I will take it into consideration for anyone that wants their story continued.

You were finally enjoying a goodnight sleep free from your usual nightmares.

It couldn't of been any better.

Until Worrick decides to bust through the door the next morning yelling that he's home.

That makes you roll off the couch in a panic. You fall to the ground which didn't help your injured body feel that great either.

"Ow!"

Worrick finally noticed your crumpled body on the floor and his mouth shapes an o.

"Are you okay? How did you get down there?"

He walked over to you and tried to lift you back onto the couch.

You where about to refuse his help like always. But then you remembered that you decided to treat the hosts of the home with more gratitude. If that meant throwing away your pride and letting someone tote you around like a rag doll then so be it.

He easily picked you up in his strong arms and placed you back where you belonged.

You found yourself smiling at him.

"Thank you, Worrick."

Worrick's thick eyebrows instantly furrowed in dumbfoundment. He squinted his singular blue orb at you and looked around the room.

"This can't possibly be the same girl that complained about us not having a chef no way. Where is the spoiled princess? Where have you taken her?"

Worrick claiming that you used to act like royalty kind of hurt. You had no idea you were that stuck up.

"The princess has recently turned into a pauper. She realized that she was acting like a stuck up brat and decided to change her ways."

He glares at you drawing closer to your face and laughs a little.

"We'll see."

He backs off strolling to his room.

You try to gather the courage to ask him what's been on your mind since last night.

"Where were you last night? Why didn't you come home till morning?"

You knew he heard you as he basically ignored your questions. And opened his bedroom door.

"I've returned my lady! I demand a breakfast banquet for my return."

Alex yawns and complained.

"Worrick you know how early it is?"

"Can I have it please?" He begged.

You knew Alex was a killer for puppy dog eyes and someone needing her.

An hour later and the breakfast banquet was served.

Worrick sat on the desk eating bacon eggs and toasts with a smile on his face.

Nicolas sat on one of the window sills almond eyes darting from page to page reading a book in one hand while yanking a piece of bacon off in the other.

'I wonder if he's still upset about last night. He's eating that strip of bacon like he's ripping someone's head off.'

He wore a black sleeveless under shirt no showing this weird black wavy line tatto on his back. The dark shirt did wonders for his tan skin. His muscular arms where so strong it was intimidating , his triceps and biceps flexed slightly as he moved his arm to turn a page. You noticed that he kind of had adorable lashes, slightly hiding his almond eyes. He was so engrossed in what he was reading it was like he was in another world.