Solis Occasum

19

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!"

"That your little waiter boy is indeed eye candy."

"C'MERE YOU LITTLE SHIT!"

"Awwww, Reece's Pieces are you getting a little jealous?"

"STOPPPP, YOU TWO (2)!!!!!"

Doctor Luke had just signed the release forms for Soleil, who had sped out of the hospital as soon as he was done.

The older man was sure the dark blue ink had not even fully dried yet as he shook his head and headed back into his office.

Now that a week had passed, he was free to do whatever he wanted once more as both of his injuries had fully healed.

Just in time too, as the day after tomorrow was Dinah and Cillian's wedding, so he definitely needed to be discharged.

Most of the Odin's Riders members had seen a flash of blonde hair zoom past them as they were patrolling the grounds or going about other duties.

That was how fast he was moving as he rushed to get back into the castle so he could give Ophelia the dress that he had bought for her.

Zooming past everyone, he threw his bedroom door open and dived under the bed. Grabbing the small black box with a lavender ribbon tied around it, he placed it on the bed and opened his wardrobe.

He took out a white garment bag that held the gown and went back to his mattress to pick up the other gift he had for the siblings.

Making his way down to the floor where her room was located, he used his boot-clad foot to knock on the wooden surface.

Ophelia opened it and smiled cheerfully when she saw that it was the Irishman. Then, she remembered that he had just been discharged so he was pulled into the room and sat on her single bed.

"How are you feeling and what's with all the stuff?"

"I'm fine, stop worrying that pretty little head of yours. This is for you, but you can't open it until the day after tomorrow."

"Okayyy, thank you. You are the sweetest."

Taking ahold of the hanger, she went over and hung the mysterious garment on her closet's door.
Strolling back over to the Irishman, she watched as he picked up the box and grabbed her much smaller hand in his large one.

"C'mon, we have got to go get Reece, who's in the kitchen from what Serah just told me."

Allowing herself to be tugged along, the brunette was having a hard time keeping up with the brisk pace the taller man was using.

Willing her short legs to move quicker, she was practically running behind him at this point.

Soon enough the torture was over and she thanked the Gods that her arm had not been yanked off. To be honest, she was genuinely surprised to see that her legs had not been worn down to stumps.

Soleil's pale grey eyes zoned in on his friend, who was heavily making out with his boyfriend against the marble counter.

Making pretend gagging noises, he turned to face Ophelia, whose face had turned a bright red when she finally saw the sight.

Clearing his throat, the blonde said, "Yo, get a fucking room! This is where we get our food created, c'mon guys! You're gonna make your baby sister's face melt off."

The speed in which the couple separated, one (1) would have sworn that a barrel of ice-cold water had been dumped on them.
Reece slowly turned to face his sibling and at least had the decency to look embarrassed and apologetic.