Purple runes in my memories

Chapter 18

In the next morning Freed woke up early, but he noticed that Rufus was already up. This really was surprising, it was really rare for Rufus to wake up before him.

Not that he cared he was still angry. But he was starting to calm down slowly. He couldn't really be mad at Rufus because he did something he didn't know would upset Freed so much. He should have talked with Rufus about his fixation about keeping his life as private as possible. He knew he could be such a nuisance with that sometimes.

Freed yawned and sat up, flinching when suddenly he heard a knock from the door.

"Good morning, dear", Rufus smiled stepping inside the room. "I hope you slept well?" he said and put a tray in front of Freed.
"Were you waiting behind the door when I would wake up?" Freed asked lifting his eyebrow.

"No, I just know when you usually wake up", Rufus assured.

"You actually made me a breakfast and brought it to my bed."

"Yes. It is a special breakfast only for you. It is the 'I'm really sorry that I was such an ass boyfriend' -breakfast", Rufus smiled sitting down next to Freed, pouring some tea ready for him.

Freed huffed and looked at his plate.

"You made my pancakes look like hearts", he noticed. "I don't know if that is creepy or sweet."

"I hope you would think it's sweet."

"I think I might go with creepy this time..."

"That is so mean", Rufus sighed.

"But I guess that's okay", Freed huffed taking the utensils. "It is also sweet", he praised and that made the memory mage smile brightly.

For a moment there was a silence as Freed was eating and Rufus just followed his movements with his stare. Finally the Greenette looked at the other man

"That is annoying", he stated.

"Eh? What is?" Rufus asked confused.

"You staring at me while I eat. Don't you have anything to do? If you're not busy, why not take care of the laundry then?"

"If that is what you want, dear", Rufus smiled standing up immediately. "Today I will be your slave, so make me do whatever you want."

"Slave?" Freed asked. "Why?"

"I will prove my love to you, of course", Rufus smirked taking off his hat and bowing to his boyfriend. "My heart is only yours to be held and own, whatever you say I will follow and do what you want."

"Oh? But as my slave, it means you have to do this all no matter what?"

"Precisely."

"So how can I tell you're doing everything purely out of love, not because you have to?"

The memory mage jolted, seemingly ready to crash on the floor out of depress because how cruelly his words had been thrown back against him just like that.

Freed chuckled looking at Rufus who had lost all the confidence of his romantic words earlier.

"I understand what you meant", he assured. "Don't worry. You sure are a hopeless romantic, aren't you?"

"Only when it comes to you, my dear", Rufus said. "No one else is worthy enough."

"Fine, so go do the laundry", Freed smiled. "Did you make breakfast for the others too?"

"As I said, this is the special breakfast only for you what I made", Rufus smirked and dared to steal a kiss from Freed. "But if you want, I will make breakfast for others too."