Not So Heavenly Moments

Coffee: Dl, Rg

So you have returned~ good good.
Would you like a cup of tea to settle in? Oh dear, I nearly forgot my manners, come in, have a seat~
You are just in time for a new memory, this time we will have a peek at the daily lives of our protagonists~

No time to waste, for it's gates have opened,
Let us move on to the story~

  Chapter 2:

It takes days, days of Dreadlord waking up to a dark, gloomy room with Chiliarch's limbs tangled around him. Days of Dreadlord pacing around the castle of Abbadon and memorizing every detail. Days of watching Chiliarch and Noblesse enjoy tea and sweets during the afternoon. Days of encountering Royal guard at dawn as the other silently (warily) offered him coffee until Dreadlord finally relaxes and takes the mug with an comprehending gaze.

It became a daily routine of sorts. When Dreadlord would walk into the kitchen to prepare Chiliarch's daily request of sweets, Royal guard would already be there. The man would look up from stirring his mug and then slid another mug of coffee to him.

And Dreadlord would pick it up and observe his counterpart over the rim of his mug. The aspect of another him is so queer, he wouldn't have even believed it in the first place had he and Chiliarch hadn't ended up here in the first place.

But over the days it took for him to finally get used to the new things, Dreadlord also realized that he became used to seeing Royal guard. Until one day though, he woke up earlier than usual, around 4 o'clock in the morning he guessed, as he freed himself from Chiliarch's hold.

Even though it was still too early, Dreadlord walked to the kitchen already dressed in his usual attire but lacking the jacket and vest. The kitchen is empty, but the sight made him wonder what time Royal guard would usually arrive here.

First off though, he needs his fuel. So Dreadlord starts to make himself a cup of coffee. As he takes a sip, his eyes landed on another mug, empty and turned over. Royal guard's.

Dreadlord stares hard at it for a long moment, as if expecting it to answer his questions, before he sighs and took hold of it.

Oh well, he might as well return the favor.

Royal guard walked briskly to the kitchen, his shoes clacking against the stone floor. Dammit, he was late, he thought, biting his lip. He should be kitchen at this time already, baking Lu's scones. His hand grabbed hold of the kitchen's doorknob, putting more force than necessary and barely stopping it from slamming into the wall as he opened it.

A pair of eyes mirrorring his met Royal guard's gaze, Dreadlord looked at him with an expression of mild amusement, his quiet time with himself being interrupted when the door suddenly flung open with barely restrained force.

Royal guard felt his face redden and forced himself to not let his mask of seriousness slip off. This went like this for a while, he and Dreadlord having a staring contest until the latter finally broke the silence.

"Coffee?" Dreadlord offered with a raised eyebrow, picking up the mug in the counter where he was leaning at.

Royal guard blinks, eyes falling on the outstretched arm, Dreadlord took a sip from his own mug, waiting for what the other will do.

"I... thank you..." Royal guard finally says, voice soft as he took the mug from him. Well this was a complete opposite of the usual.

Dreadlord shrugs and downs the rest of his drink." Welcome." He replied, averting eye contact in order to wash his now empty mug at the sink.

A pregnant silence, Royal guard raised his mug, then hesitated." Would you...." he trailed off." Would you like to join me for breakfast?"

Dreadlord stopped, and turned his head to look at him. His lips quirked into a smile." Would be nice, yes."

And that one, small smile, caused something inside the royal guard to come to life. He immediately tore his eyes away from Dreadlord, who got a good look on his expression, which had faint hues of red that left Dreadlord wondering.

"Was Royal guard blushing?"

To be continued.....

We will leave it here for today, for it seems like it would take more time for our dear protagonists to warm up to each other.

Confused about Royal guards actions? It appears that he gets flustered easily at things he is not used too, like Dreadlord for example.

Before I forget, I thank DescendingSnow for joining me in the previous memory, your words spurred me into creating more future memories.

Also, before you leave, mind telling me what you think about this story so far? It would greatly help me in the future~

I bid you farewell my dear guest, until we meet again.

Arashi Kiba 3.3.2018