The Prince of Blue and the Servant of Evil|A Kyallen Story

How It Started

Allen was sitting in a tree above the lake, enjoying himself, when all of a sudden, he heard the church bells chime three times. He was, for once, late for tea time. He started to panic, as he had never been late before and worried about what his older twin would do to him. Maybe yell at him? Torture him endlessly? Behead him?

While he was panicking, while trying to climb down, he accidentally slipped and fell out of the tree and landed in the water. This would have been fine, if he could actually swim.

Allen thrashed around, panicking even more now as he started to go under. He kicked his legs and moved his arms, but eventually, he couldn't anymore, and he went under, loosing air quickly as he started to loose consciousness while sinking to the bottom.

The sound of someone calling his name, followed by a splash was all Allen heard before he felt two pairs of arms wrap around him. The next thing he knew, he was above water again and on dry land.

“Allen, can you hear me? Wake up, please? Let me know you're okay..”

That voice.. He recognized that voice. It was his sister's fiancee, prince Kyle's voice. As he opened his eyes, sure enough, that's exactly who he saw looking down at him as he coughed up water.

“Allen!” Kyle exclaimed in relief as Allen tried to catch his breath, “oh thank god you're alive! Just breath, okay?” Allen nodded breathing in and out. As he did this, he took the time to look up at the worried Kyle, and that's when he realized how beautiful he was. His beautiful blue eyes, he soft looking blue locks, those lips.

Allen had once had a crush on Kyle, but only a small one, until now. Looking up at the boy, he started to blush, wanting to melt into the older's touch so badly, but being too afraid to do so. As he breathed, he started fantasizing about Kyle, holding him in those gentle arms while laying beside him, kissing him with those soft lips, letting him touch his beautiful blue locks, looking at him with those beautiful eyes filled with love, loving him..

“Allen, are you okay?” Kyle snapped Allen out of his thoughts, looking down at the blonde 18 year old boy.

“Y-Yeah, I'm fine...” he stuttered, looking up at him.

“Okay then, you should get to the castle, Rilliane is waiting..” he said, helping Allen up.

Allen held back a whimper as Kyle let him go. He wanted to be held again, but he wasn't going to say that. Not yet.

As he walked back to the castle, Allen started denying his feelings all together. He wasn't gay. He wasn't. No way. He was just out of it and not thinking straight. Yeah, that's what it was, but he was NOT gay.

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To be continued because I'm lazy.