24 Hours GF Challenge (Granevere AU)

Chapter Thirty-One

The valet of Baroque Residences parked the care and took care of it after their leave. Guinevere and Granger were standing in front on the steps leading up to the main door, faces painted in guilt. They tried their best to act normal, and so far it has been effective.

"Who might this man be, Guin?" Felicity smiled knowingly. She is loyal to the young Baroque so she made a 'lips are sealed' gesture.

"Oh! A friend." Guinevere laughed nervously and sneakily nudged the boy. "Right?"

"Yeah, yeah. From the company." Granger couldn't help but frown. After all the things they did, they were just friends? His heart almost broke into shards. He should have known that Guinevere was merely infatuated and curious, not in love.

Felicity offered the two some drinks, which both of them happily took. The young maid brought their packages of fast food to the dining hall for Lancelot and Odette to share with them.

"Lance! Odette! We got some taco bell for you guys!"

"You know us so well!" Odette came running down, almost stepping on the hem of her long dress. Lancelot followed, barefoot and shirtless since he was in the comfort of his home.

"Oh, you have emo boy with you?" Lancelot looked confused, a little furious. But he managed to conceal such emotions for peace and order in the mansion. "I guess Kimmy's working overtime. Ey! You're wearing my track jacket!"

"Your fault that you leave your things everywhere." Guinevere sneered snottily and flipped her hair in the best attempt to act normal as if no hickeys are hidden under the jacket. "Oh! And Granger bought these for us."

"Oh!" Odette cooed. "Thank you, Granger. It's so nice that you bring our little sister back home all in one piece and even brought us a snack!"

"You bought these for us?" Lancelot rose his brow. "C'mon man, gimme a hug bro."

Awkwardly, Granger bumped chests and did a bro-hug with the shirtless Lancelot. Swallowing the awkwardness, he hung his head low and backed away quickly behind Guinevere.

"You want a kiss, bro?" Lancelot asked. Granger couldn't see a trace of bluffing in his face and it made him...uncomfortable. He was as straight as a meter stick!

"Um...no sir."

"Lancelot! That's inappropriate. Let's just eat." Odette huffed and excitingly rummaged through the packages. She grabbed a burrito and some nachos. "I assume this is mine?"

"Take whatever you want, Ms. Regina." Granger said kindly, though he was still looking deathly and shy.

"Call her Mrs. Baroque." Lancelot beamed in pride while Odette slapped his strong chest. "What? Am I wrong?"

"Not yet! Don't jinx it."

"Okay, my love." The older Baroque placed a quick peck on the swan princess's puffy cheek, full of burritos. "Damn, my sports nutritionist will hate me for eating this shit but it's free and it's Taco Bell."

Granger and Guinevere concealed an ugly snort.

The all sat down in the ridiculously big dining table made with expensive wood, carved with intricate designs. Paired with the extravagant table are heavy, full carved wooden chairs, cushioned with the finest velvet. Chandeliers illuminated above, mighty and twinkling like a mini solar system.

Granger opened his crunch wrap and chewed through the first, bland bites of pure bread. Once he got to the center, he began to be munching happily.

"Granger, what brought you here?" Lancelot asked.

"Kimmy was working overtime and Guinevere didn't know how to drive. So I took it upon myself to drive her home."