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Bonus Chapter (Sachertorte × Baguette)

He never knew how one day of cleaning his attic would change his life forever.

With a sigh, Sachertorte knelt down before a large box whose lock has rusted over the years of neglect and dust building up around it. Albeit it looks like a treasure chest of some sort, it doesn't seem like something valuable would be in it as he hooked his fingers under the open lock, lifting the lid up with minimal effort.

As the lid collided against the hinges, dust flew around him, causing his hand to fly up to cover his mouth as he leaned closer to see the contents of the box, eyes narrowed down.

A single piece of paper, with the handwriting of the medieval times that says, "I am in your guidance, Master."

Sachertorte furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and tilted his head to the side, eyes noticing the scarily vast amount of coloured glass balls with names in it. "What the hell...?"

He picked one ball up, twirling it around his fingers, the name Chocolate in it deeply engraved in the glass and inked with fiery red, the colour of a deep brown staining the once clear glass.

"Are these like, guardian angels or something?" He muttered to himself, carefully placing the ball back in its original spot and picking up another from the surface, now rolling idly in his cupped hand.

The colour is snow white in contrast to the previous one, the name Baguette engraved and incased in a golden yellow hue with black glitter. His heart beat quickened at this point when he realised that these glass balls can ascend a partner.

Sachertorte shook his head, knocking on his head with the heel of his palm. 'No, you don't need one and you most certainly can't due to your position as a model. It may cause controversy for god's sake.'

His hand holding the ball reached over to place it back in its rightful place and continue cleaning the attic, but it slipped from his hand, causing him to let out an unholy yelp as it collided with the boarded floor, shattering it.

A white, star-specked mist floated freely from the shattered glass ball, causing Sachertorte to scoot back and stand up, mouth agape as the mist took the form of a fairly short and slim male with snow white hair, honey eyes, and a gun in his right hand. Floating a few feet from the ground, the male spoke in a soft voice that seem to sing a song to Sachertorte,

"I wish to maintain the light by your side. Please don't let me down, Master."

Sachertorte stared at him with his mouth reaching the floor for a moment, the air knocked out of his lungs from how gorgeous the other male is. 'Holy shit, I'm way too gay at this point.'

Baguette took notice his dazed expression and a red tint colouring his face, he took a few strides towards him and a hand lifted up to brush away the stray fringes away, placing it on his forehead to feel the burning heat.

"You're burning. Do you want me to make tea for you, Master?" He asked in a concerned voice, snapping Sachertorte out of his daze as he stuttered uncharacteristically.

"Y- Yes please!" He internally winced at how loud his voice compared to his usual tone, literally shaking in his boots when he caught sight of the slightly displeased look in Baguette's eyes before waltzing off to make tea.

Sachertorte let out a deep sigh when the male disappeared from his sight, burying his face in his hands to hide the growing blush heating his cheeks. 'A simple day of cleaning the attic turned to this...'

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The first few months of living with a guardian is... a little awkward to say the least for both Sachertorte and Baguette due to the model having to adjust his lifestyle, but overall comfortable.