His smile... He always acts like he's okay But what happens when he slips up in front of his sworn rival? • • • art not mine credits to artist!

Cover art not mine, all credits to the artist!! This is for ellie_themango! Hope you enjoy this, loll What if Wemmbu and FlameFrags both had secrets to hide? What if they weren't rivals and rather something more? What if rivalry turned into a bond? Can two people really go from rivals to friends and maybe, just maybe... lovers? I have no idea what the hell I'm doingg :D

Just a flamebu fic Contains parfies

FlameFrags is next in line to inherit his father's company, and become head of the Netherian family. His life consists of paperwork and meetings, and day's go by like a breeze. The Netherian estate works like clockwork. The Netherians do their jobs, get pampered like royalty, and enjoy their life of comfortability and wealth. However, behind the scenes, the maids and servants of the estate run the place. Preparing meals, cleaning the mansion, serving their masters. The job doesn't pay much, so most stay for awhile, however nonetheless, some leave and some come like a cycle. Netherians don't care for them leaving and coming, as they are just servants made to serve for a portion of time, and when one leaves- another will come. But, what if a Netherian notices a servant too much? What happens when a newcomer in the estate catches the heirs eye? Perhaps there would never be na easy way out of a situation such as that. | Inspired by Whitepine |