forum You think you scare me just because you're Fae?

Started July 22, 2021 by @Festive_Fenrir

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(gotchaaaaa that's pretty cool I'm currently on a vacation thing so for school)

Nick's eyes grew wide and his mouth felt like it was hanging open. Mel was magnificent as he laughed in the sunlight. He didn't know how he got that reaction from just a simple yes, but he never knew he needed that until now. "That was adorable," Nick laughed, gently placing his palm against Mel's cheek. "From now on, I'll never say no to anything you want to do, especially if you react like that!" Nick laughed as he was showered with little pecks, and he eagerly returned the favor, kissing Mel all over. "You're so cute when you're excited," he said, placing a tender kiss on Mel's lips. He looked into Mel's eyes, which seemed to shine with happiness. "I just can't believe someone as beautiful as you is in my life. If there really is a God, he did a good job. Your smile is so beautiful, and I love seeing you happy after everything we've been through." Nick wrapped Mel in a warm embrace, holding him as if the moment might vanish if he let go too soon. "I love you so much," he sighed, kissing him on the forehead one last time before turning back to the counter to gather ingredients. "Okay, okay, I'll let you go this time. I won't be burning anything down. Do you not trust my cooking skills?" he questioned playfully.

"No, no, don't be sorry. You didn't mean to. I just like seeing you when you're honest with yourself. You don't need to feel bad. I'm sure I've made you worry plenty of times." Easton shook his head and continued to rub Abrose's back, soothing him with gentle, circular motions. "Of course, we'll go back. I wouldn't know what to do if we didn't." He started swaying gently from side to side, his touch comforting. "Honestly, my family didn't really want me anyway. I was living all alone while they went off doing God knows what, just sending me money whenever I asked. It wasn't a lifestyle I missed. Sure, I miss the townspeople and protecting them, but I was a bit classist, so I don't really miss that aspect of it either." He laughed softly, trying to lighten the mood. "I'm glad you're finally letting those tears out. How long have you been holding those in?" Easton gently wiped the tears that wouldn't stop streaming down Abrose's face, his touch tender and caring. "Is it weird I find you cute when you cry?" he laughed gently kissing his cheek. "Take as much time as you need to cry. It's healthy you know."

(Have fun!!)
"I've never seen you cook alone, who knows what you'll get into." He teased, "I love you more." Mel headed out to the gardens, hoping there were still some fruits to harvest. The gardens Abrose had set up were towards the back of the property near the pavilion. Close to the property stonewall was a flourishing blackberry bush, having overcome a small rose bush that had originally been there years ago. Mel decided to forage there first, knowing the bush would yield fruit no matter the season. He pulled off his glove, not wanting to bruise the delicate fruit. As he gathered the blackberries, Mel let his mind wander to the conversation from before. He would be meeting Nick's parents, not as some lover or one-night stand hookup but as his partner, someone Nick wanted to spend the rest of his life. He wasn't sure when the last time he was someone's partner rather than the other man. He was even kept a secret from Roi's family for the duration of their relationship until Esther came overseas. He wanted to be the best partner he could, someone Nick could be proud to present to his parents. Gasping softly, he pulled back his hand to find a thorn in his finger. He sucked at the blood and moved on in hopes of finding strawberries.

Abrose huffed a small laugh, "Yeah, a few times." He admitted softly, his mind wandering to when they had been captured and brought to the castle prison. Seeing Easton in chains and bloodied from struggling so much was horrifying. He hadn't felt that fear since he had lost his family. He swayed with Easton, pressing his face against his chest and finding comfort in his warmth and the small touches Easton offered. "I'm sure that's not true. They had to care at least a little bit. They made sure you were taken care of even if their methods weren't the best." He peeked up at Easton, gently pressing his palm to his cheek. "We'll go back when everything is better. You became a better person, who's to say the kingdom can't become a better place?" He laughed weakly, pressing into Easton's hand "Years probably, a good long cry has been a long time coming." He let his head fall back against Easton's chest, sniffling again to try and suppress more tears from spilling out. "Just a bit, but it's okay. I'm glad I can be myself around the person I love so much." He replied, his exhaustion catching up to him. Between last night and an emotional morning, Abrose was ready to go back to sleep. He nodded slightly and pressed a kiss to Easton's hand. "Thank you, my love." He murmured, gently pulling back and grabbing his mug to finish off his tea. "Any ideas for breakfast?" He asked with a deep breath, determined to have a better morning.

"Yeah, I'll burn down the estate while I'm at it," he joked, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he started mixing the ingredients. He let the pan warm up on the stove, spreading butter around the bottom before placing the premade crepes in. As they began to sizzle, he kept a vigilant eye on both the crepes and the door, his head whipping back and forth between them. With practiced ease, he flipped over one of the crepes and waited again, the aroma of cooking butter and batter filling the kitchen. This rhythm continued for about six more crepes until he finally finished, a stack of golden-brown perfection piled up before him. He sighed in satisfaction, wiping his brow dramatically. "There, not a single flame in sight. I'd say that's a success." He cleaned the counter from the mess of flour and leftover butter. He walked over to join Mel in the garden. "Hey, They're done; I only made six, so I hope that's enough. Oh, but if you have chocolate, can you show me where it is so I can melt it?" He called his hands together as if praying, "It would taste just divine." He looked down and saw a small cut on his finger. "What's taking you so long out here?"

"Of course, I'm always here. However…" Easton sipped the last of his tea and shook his head. "I have no ideas for breakfast. What are you thinking? We could always go into town and get breakfast there. They have twisted donuts here, and I have been dying to try them." He chuckled, grabbing a napkin so Abrose could dry his face correctly. "If you don't want to spend money, I'm okay with having breakfast here today. I want to inform you that you will be the one cooking as I am the best with food, like, at all." Easton leaned back against the counter, a playful grin spreading. "But if you decide to brave my cooking, I can promise an unforgettable experience—just maybe not in a good way, my dear." He laughed softly.

Mel was bent over a wooden raised bed, focusing his attention on the far end of the bed where vibrant green vines cascaded over the edge. Mel had successfully found a few leftover strawberries amongst the vines and had plucked them with the utmost care. The basket was now at his side on the ground as he tended to the rest of the garden, finding comfort in pruning and fussing over something so delicate like he used to with Abrose. He glanced up and gave an apologetic smile. "Six should be more than enough, my dear. Thank you. I managed to find some strawberries. Esther always has a stash of chocolate somewhere, I'm sure she won't mind if a bit goes missing." he winked and followed Nick's gaze towards his hand. "Had a bit of a struggle with the bushes." He admitted, nodding back the blackberries. "and I might have gotten sidetracked. but let's head back now, I'm starving." he looped his free arm with Nick's and gently tugged him back towards the kitchen.

Abrose settled at a makeshift apothecary desk he used to make his stock of remedies and medicines, cradling his cup of tea and curling up on the cushioned chair, letting himself sink in its comfort. "I wouldn't mind going out for breakfast. We could explore the rest of the town after." he offered, gratefully taking the napkin and wiping his tears. "I'm not entirely sure I'm ready to brave your cooking, my love." he chuckled softly and smiled back. "Perhaps I'll request your unforgettable cooking once we've learned a few more recipes." He grinned back, shaking his head adoringly as he stood and set his empty mug in the sink to clean later. "I think I can only take one unforgettable experience from you at a time, my dear." he reached up and pressed a kiss to Easton's jawline. "Shall we find food?"

"Those fruits look amazing; my mouth is practically watering," Nick exclaimed, clasping his hands together in anticipation of the delicious flavors coming together in the crepe. "Oh? May I ask what you got sidetracked by?" He smirked, a playful glint in his eye. "No, wait, let me guess. You were thinking about how awesome your boyfriend is because he can cook and knows exactly what you want, when, and how you want it?" He joked, letting go of Mel's arm so he could lay out the crepes. "Kidding, I only know those things when you tell me. I don't invade your headspace like that. But tell me, what is your beautiful mind truly distracted by that you managed to cut yourself?" Nick's tone softened as he asked, genuine concern mingling with his teasing. Nick snaked his hands around Mel's waist, placing the fruits on the counter. Nick kissed his cheek, and Mel's forehead soon covered him with little pecks trailing down his neck before coming back up and meeting his gaze with a grin.

"Oh really? Only one?" Easton chuckled, reciprocating the kiss with a gentle peck on Abrose's cheek. "Out for breakfast, it is." He reluctantly pulled away from Abrose and moved toward the doorway, grabbing his wallet and house keys. He slid his shoes on and opened the door, holding it wide for Abrose. "It feels like forever since I've visited a town and wasn't there to arrest anyone. I just hope that no one knows me here because I'm trying to do better, and my first step is to start off with a clean slate." He extended his hand towards Abrose. "With you by my side, of course." He could feel the warm sun on his skin from the open door. "Ah-it's so warm!"

Mel couldn't help but giggle as he set the basket of fruits down by the sink to start washing them. "You distract me with your beautiful amazing self every day, my dear. It takes all my self-control and more to be productive each day and not locked away in our bedroom with you for days and nights on end." Mel shook off the strawberries and blackberries of excess water, carefully putting them in a nearby bowl for Nick to use in the crepes but not before he snuck a few into his mouth. He shrugged slightly, turning over his hand to inspect the injury, nothing more than a light scratch from the thorn bushes but usually, he was a bit more careful. "Other than the constant anxiety of moving without getting caught?" Mel couldn't help but break out into a little smile as he was peppered with affection, his hands resting on Nick's chest, the feeling of his heartbeat comforting. "I know I made a big deal that I wanted to meet your parents before we go, and I still very much want to but," Mel's gaze flicked away momentarily before he focused on his beloved sentinel. "I want to make a good impression but that's not really my forte. If they're in any way associated with the queen's court, I have no doubt they've heard of my trials in romance and I don't want them getting the idea that we're just another fling. You mean far more to me than just a brief lover and I want them to know that you're treasured and well loved even with everything going on around us."

Abrose let the bloom of blush show as he put boots on and grabbed a light sweater and basket for any shopping they'd do in town. "Maybe more than one." He muttered as he followed Easton through the front door. "It does feel nice," He agreed, tucking the house key safely in his pockets after locking the door. "I can't even remember the last time I was able to go out without needing to be worried about being caught." He smiled as he breathed in the late morning air, the earthiness from the nearby beds mingling with the lingering smell of rain from last night bringing a familiar comfort of home. "But of course," he grinned as he took Easton's hand, lacing their fingers together as they headed off towards the village. "It feels good, starting off with a clean slate, where you can control your life and make good impressions."

"Hey… They are going to love you. All they want is for me to be happy." He took Mel's hand and raised it to his lips for a tender kiss. "Even if they don't, which is beyond impossible, I will make sure they see the Mel I see. A man who saved my life and who is so beautiful that I fell in love with him at first sight." He leaned in, brushing his lips against Mel's. "Someone who knows how to handle an estate," he mumbled against his lips, continuing the kiss between sentences, "and someone who I want to spend the rest of my life with regardless of what they say." He pulled away slightly, his fingers running through Mel's hair. "You say you're not good with first impressions, but I remember seeing you on a horse, yelling 'Get on!' while I almost died. I also remember you looking at me with a very specific look while my shirt was off. So, as far as first impressions go, you aced mine." He chuckled, rubbing Mel's arms gently. "But in all seriousness, you'll be fine. It's cute that you care this much, and if anything, it only makes me fall in love with you even more." He leaned back, looking into Mel's eyes with unwavering confidence and affection. "Trust me, they're going to see exactly what I see—a brave, kind, and extraordinary man. And if they don't, well, they'll have to get used to being wrong."

"Yeah…" he said, walking with his eyes toward the expansive blue sky, where a few wispy clouds floated lazily. Suddenly, a gasp escaped his lips. "Yeah, I don't have to follow rules from someone who actively wants me dead anymore. Who knew that controlling your own life could feel this liberating." He gently swung their intertwined arms. "I think going on a walk with someone and not feeling lonely is definitely on my mental bucket list. What about you? Is there anything you want to do that you maybe couldn't before? I'll do anything and everything in my power to make that happen, my love." The path they walked was lined with wildflowers in full bloom, their vibrant colors painting the landscape with shades of red, yellow, and purple. Birds chirped cheerfully from the branches of nearby trees, and a gentle breeze rustled the leaves, carrying with it the fresh scent of earth and blooming flora. As they neared the village, he noticed it was smaller than he had expected, with quaint cottages and cobblestone streets. However, the bustling activity made up for its size. Stalls were set up along the streets, adorned with colorful banners and streamers fluttering in the wind. The air was filled with laughter and the distant sound of music, blending with the clinking of mugs and the chatter of villagers. "Looks like we came at the perfect time. There seems to be a celebration. Never really been to a celebration unless you count executions…" he said with a dark chuckle, but his eyes sparkled with genuine curiosity and excitement. Children ran past them, their faces painted with vibrant colors, and the smell of freshly baked bread and roasting meats wafted through the air, making his stomach growl. The village square was the heart of the festivity, with a large bonfire crackling in the center and dancers twirling to the rhythm of a lively tune played by a group of musicians.

Mel gave a wavering smile, gently brushing his thumb over the back of Nick's hand as he raised to kiss it. He looped his free arm around Nick's neck, his fingers threading into his hair as they half-kissed. "I would love nothing more than forever with you, my darling." He murmured, leaning into Nick's hand, eyes fluttering shut in contentment. "You're gorgeous my love, it'd be rude if I didn't give you my undivided attention every time you undress." He gave a small smile, bashful by Nick's confidence in him. "Thank you, my dear. I hope they see that I've changed for the better, not for them but for you and myself." He kissed Nick's cheek before pressing a strawberry to Nick's lips, urging him to try. "I might have snuck one or two before coming back here." He admitted, "They're excellent!"

Abrose's blood was humming in his veins, the magic he had learned to suppress for so long alive and begging to be set free. He wanted to reach out to every unknown plant this place had to offer, to instantly know their purpose, to study its structures and make new potions and remedies, ones he couldn't make back home, where he had been afraid and unknowing of his ability, so much so that he stuck to the simple stuff, snuffing out his curiosity in favor or staying safe. Now he had the opportunity to make a difference in a place that would hopefully welcome him and Easton. He glanced up at his beloved and couldn't help but reflect on their past few years together. Abrose couldn't imagine either of their past selves walking arm in arm with each other like this when they first met, both too headstrong in their hatred for each other only to be seen as an enemy, an annoyance at best. But so much has happened since then. They had seen each other in a different light completely and had been heartbroken and fallen in love and now they were here, awaiting their friends while making a life of their own. Abrose pressed a kiss to their interlocked hands, smiling as they passed the field of flowers. As a kid before his mother and sister died he loved going out and finding fields of flowers in the woods and using his magic to disturb the petals enough to send them fluttering into the air around them, a particular trick his sister adored for all the colors and sweet smells that would surround them. "I want to show you what I can really do." He replied softly, breaking out into a smile as they entered the lively village. All he wanted to do was get lost amongst the crowds, to feel like a part of the community rather than just on the outside. All the music, the smells, and the sights nearly had Abrose drunk on the energy. He glanced up at Easton, eyes shining with excitement. "Food first, yeah?" He asked with a laugh. In all his marveling of the village he had momentarily forgot about finding breakfast.

Nick's eyes widened in surprise as Mel pressed a strawberry against his lips instead of the kiss he was expecting. He laughed, the sound light and genuine, and bit into the fruit. "That's not fair. However, I can forgive them because these strawberries are good." He set one of the crepes down for Mel and another for himself, rolling his own into a cone before biting into the fruit that Mel had brought over. "Oh, I almost forgot to mention I made melted chocolate as a topping. Not too much, but just enough to go back for seconds." He took a spoon, dipped it into the pot of chocolate, and drizzled some onto his crepe. The warm, rich aroma of the chocolate filled the air, mingling with the fresh scent of the strawberries. "I haven't had these in a long time. One of the many dishes I learned from my maids…" He bit into his crepe, a smile spreading across his face. "The fruit tastes amazing. I didn't know that the garden was this fresh." He looked out the window, admiring the view of the garden, its vibrant colors a testament to the care and dedication put into it. The sun was shining, casting a golden glow over the leaves and flowers, making everything look even more inviting.

"Ah-" Easton blinked, almost forgetting the reason they were there. "Yes, of course, my love. The bakery is right down the street according to what I remember about this place. Those twisted donuts are going to be so good." He raised Abrose's hand and kissed the back of it. As they walked through the town, Easton was captivated by the vibrant festivities around them. Balloons floated by, colorful and cheerful, and there were various stalls and activities set up, each adding to the lively atmosphere. "The festivals back at home were also so depressing. Maybe some of that was my fault." He noticed someone who looked similar to a police officer and gave a friendly wave and a respectful nod. "So, what are you hoping they have at this bakery?" Easton asked, his tone light and curious. "Before you ask i will me paying for all of i because I want to spoil you and also whatever you don't finish I get to eat, so, you should order everything on the menu." He joked bumping Abrose's shoulder gently.

Mel laughed as he took up a spot beside Nick and tried to copy how he folded the crepe, at first without filling and then, once he got the hang of making a cone, adding a bit of whipped cream, strawberries, and chocolate. He scooped up the crape, careful not to unravel his hard work before he got to take a bite. For a moment he watched Nick take the first bite before he did so himself, savoring its flavors, the strawberries perfectly sweet paired with the cream and the slightly bitter chocolate all made for a simple yet very delicious breakfast. "This is wonderful, my love. Thank you." He poured them both coffees and joined Nick by the door to admire the gardens. "You should have seen them when Abrose was still here. They flourished under his care, more than anything we could do. Since the move we've tried to keep up the maintenance but it's not quite the same." He explained, passing Nick the mug of coffee. "This'll probably be the last harvest before we move. I'm glad we used the last bit for a nice breakfast."

Abrose followed Easton through the festive village, still amazed by the liveliness of their environment, and how wild and unapologetic it all seemed. Back in the kingdom, the few festivals Abrose managed to sneak to all seemed so bleak in comparison. Sure they were joyous on the surface but there was a line no one was willing to cross, there was a limit to how happy you could be and if you crossed it you'd find yourself face-to-face with guards, asking you not to disturb some agreed-upon peace. Abrose had always felt he was on eggshells whenever he was in the city. He glanced up at Easton and thought for a moment. "I'd love to find something with apple, maybe a pop-over or slice of pie. Something warm and filling." He rolled his eyes playfully. "you spoil me more than enough, my dear. If anything you deserve to be spoiled. You can cover breakfast but I'm coving dinner tonight." He reasoned, glancing at the guard and giving a warm, if not tentative smile, still feeling a bit on edge about being so out in the open.

Nick gave a wry smile, his gaze drifting over the fields bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun. "It might be the last harvest here," he said, his voice carrying a hint of nostalgia. "But knowing Abrose, he's probably cultivated a garden that’s nothing short of impressive by now. When we make the move, we’ll get to savor his fruits again. And who knows? Maybe what's his face will keep the garden going. However, if I’m being honest, I wouldn’t put money on it," he huffed, just thinking about him made him angry. "Either way, this won’t be the last harvest we see unless something drastic happens to us tomorrow." He leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on Mel's forehead, his touch lingering for a moment. "I’m genuinely looking forward to continuing these moments with you, even if it’s at our new place. Speaking of which, do you know where we’ll be staying? It’s not like you’ve got a house waiting for us over there, and I’m not sure about any relatives who might have space for us. We might need to consider booking an inn or something temporary while we figure out a more permanent solution." Nick paused to take another bite of his crepe, savoring the taste with a contented hum. "Unless you do have a house, I wouldn't put it past you because you have this beautiful estate already."

They arrived at the store, and Easton held the door open for Abrose, his hand resting lightly on his back, guiding him inside. "Oh, I’d love to see you try to pay for dinner," Easton said with a teasing grin. "I’ve never used my parents' money, and if I ever did, it would be for you. So, pick whatever you like, but don’t empty my pockets too quickly, my love. We’ll sort out dinner later." With a sly look, Easton made his way to the counter, his eyes scanning the menu with a sense of anticipation. A sigh of relief escaped him when he spotted the donuts he’d been craving.

"Hello there! I see some new faces in town!" The cashier, a young woman with a warm southern drawl, greeted them with a friendly smile. She looked to be around Nick’s age, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "You’ve come at just the right time. With the festival going on, we have some specials today. Will you be paying separately or together?"

"You could tell already?" Easton chuckled, glancing at Jas before intertwining his fingers with hers and resting his other hand thoughtfully on his chin. "I guess this is one of those places where everyone knows everyone. That’s charming." He turned back to the cashier, his gaze fixed on the array of treats. "Together, please. I’d like four—no, make that three—no, definitely four twisted donuts, please." His eyes twinkled with a mix of eagerness and indulgence.

Mel grinned proudly "There is no doubt in my mind Abrose has already started on his dream garden, something he doesn't have to hide, something without limitations of space or fear of being found it." He gently nudged Nick's shoulder affectionately as he ate the rest of his crepe, hiding an undignified snort as they discussed his ex "For as terrible as he is at maintaining a relationship with me, I can't say anything about his determination. Anything that insufferable man has put his mind to, he has succeeded in accomplishing. If he says he'll take care of this estate, then no one will sway that vow." Mel settled at the steps of the kitchen that led to the gardens, gently tugging Nick's arm so he'd join. "I hope nothing happens to us from here on out. But if by some unlucky chance it does, I'm glad I got to spend like this, with you and everyone else. Knowing Abrose and Easton are safe and that I got to love someone so fiercely for the first time in a very long time." He leaned into the kiss, gently cupping Nick's cheek in an affectionate gesture. He laughed and gave his partner a knowing grin. "But of course, I have a place for us to stay. I did mention Roi being a businessman. He has homes and estates all over the country. As a part of the contract we signed, I requested one of the homes he had bought just until we could find a place all our own. It's nothing like this estate, but it'll suit our needs for the time being. We'll be safe and more importantly, close to Abrose and Easton." He explained, glancing over his shoulder as he saw a sleepy Esther shuffle into the kitchen. She gave a small wave, narrowed her eyes when she spotted the small pot of melted chocolate, glared between Nick and Mel, and then promptly found her stash of chocolate and hid it somewhere else. "You two owe me chocolate," she muttered, joining them by the steps and leaning against the doorframe behind Mel, her hands toying with his hair. "I still can't believe we're leaving." she mused softly.

Abrose stepped into the cafe and met with the warm smell of fresh bread and pastries. The place was awash in bright yellows and vibrant greens. Windows built into the roofing above let in as much light as possible, making it the perfect place for plants to grow on the walls and around the dining area. the dining area itself was sible, cozy small tables surrounded by pairs of small lounge chairs, perfect for those wanting to slowly enjoy a cup of coffee and relax. He met Easton's gaze and grinned back, just as determined. "we will, you'll choose where and I'll pay." He decided, following after Easton towards the counter. He scanned over the options, immediately drawn in by the seasonal desserts, taking advantage of the fruits and herbs that were flourishing now. Abrose gently squeezed Easton's hand and nodded "We're new around here. We just moved into the home just on the outskirts of the village a few weeks ago." He explained. "We're trying to get adjusted to the new town before we jump into finding jobs." Abrose let Easton order first while he still made up his mind, looking at the display case of treats. He lightly tapped the glass, excitement alight in his eyes. "One of these, please. If possible warmed." he requested, having pointed to a dessert with thin slices of apple that were layered between pastry over and over again, then topped with strudel. "And a honeyed milk tea, please." Now that the excitement of the morning had vaguely subsided, Abrose only now realized how hungry he was, especially with such an array of delicious food in front of him. "Maybe he'd take up Easton's suggestion and order more to have a few sweet treats for later back home.

“Oh, look at my businessman,” Nick teased, his eyes twinkling with admiration. He gently nudged Mel with his elbow, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his lips. “It’s one of the reasons I love you—always so headstrong and confident. You’re quite the smooth talker.” Rolling his eyes playfully, he took a final bite of his crepe, savoring the sweetness as he hummed contentedly. As Mel guided him with a gentle hand, Nick's gaze shifted to the entrance where a new face appeared. He chuckled softly, brushing a stray crumb from his shirt. “I'm glad you were able to find us a place close to Easton and Abrose. I miss my best friend—we used to have the best silent conversations,” he said, his voice tinged with nostalgia. Turning to Esther, he added, "I was wondering where everyone else was—seems you were still catching up on sleep. We might owe you some chocolate for the delay but don’t worry, there are delicious crepes waiting for you in the kitchen.” Nick sighed softly, sliding his arm around Mel's waist, pulling him closer as he looked around the room. “Yeah, it feels like a fever dream. First, I was a guard, then I ended up here, injured. Then I got to know Mel and all of his stunning features, and I met you guys. Everything has just felt so natural, being here with all of you." He glanced at Esther, his expression softening. "I can only imagine what it must feel like for you, having been here much longer and sharing so many more memories.”

"No problem! That will be $29.45!" Easton handed over the money, receiving 55 cents in change from the cashier. "Please sit wherever you like, and your food and drink will be ready shortly," the cashier, whose name tag read "Debbie," said with a friendly smile.

"Thank you, Debbie. Take your time," Easton replied, nodding politely before turning to take Abrose's hand. He guided them to a nearby table and pulled out a chair for Abrose before sitting down himself.

"As for dinner, how about this—I picked the breakfast spot and paid, so you can pick the dinner place and pay, but only this once," Easton suggested, grinning as he teased Abrose. "And if you're still hungry, feel free to order more food. I’ve got plenty to spend, especially since everything here is reasonably priced, unlike the capital we used to live in."

Just then, Abrose's honeyed milk tea and dessert arrived, much faster than expected. The waitress, Debbie, returned with a warm smile. "Sorry for the wait on your food; we had to make a fresh batch as they sell out pretty quickly. Could I offer you something else to pass the time, sir?"

Easton shook his head, glancing at the treats in front of Abrose. "Don't worry, I can wait. I'll just share with my boyfriend if I get hungry. Thank you, though." His voice was calm, and his eyes softened as he looked at Abrose with a big grin.

"I wouldn't have gotten this far if I didn't play just a little dirty. Besides, Roi can't say no to me after what he did." He grinned sweetly, glancing up when Esther started laughing. "my dear cousin is a fool but I'm glad to see you happier with someone who values you as more than just a business asset." She gently squeezed their shoulders before returning inside to make herself a crepe. She returned shortly and pulled up a chair by the couple. "While you two sleeping beauties were locked in your room, we all took it upon ourselves to pack the rest of home up." She explained, taking a much-needed bite of the crepe. "Knox is ready to move, though I think he wants to see you first," Esther told Mel, who nodded slightly and sighed deeply. "I have no doubt I'll get an earful for not telling him sooner." Mel curled up closer to Nick, setting aside his now empty plate and watching as the sun started to set. "I'm glad you fit in so well with our eclectic little family, darling. I can't say it was perfect when we first met but I'm glad you stayed." Mel pecked Nick's cheek lovingly.
Esther nodded solemnly "I don't know any other home than here. It's where I met Mel and fell in love with Veda, met my family, and fought alongside everyone. It'll be hard to move away from a place that made me who I am, who we all are but I think it's for a new, better beginning." Esther smiled softly and stood from her chair, piling her plate with a few more crepes. "I'll leave you two love birds to reminisce while I bring food to Veda. Get as much rest as possible, we'll all need to be well-rested for the move." She encouraged. Mel stood and walked over to Esther, pressing a kiss to her curls and nodding, giving her a reassuring squeeze before letting her go back to her room.

"Thank you," Abrose followed Easton to the table, settling in the chair while taking the chance to look around more at the cafe. He huffed a small sigh as he focussed on Easton but eventually gave in with a small smile, gently squeezing his hand. "Fine, but if you think this is the last time I'm spoiling you you're very wrong, my love. I can make you equally as happy without needing to spend money." He declared, looking up when a plate was set in front of him along with a steaming cup of tea. "We're more than happy to wait, thank you." Abrose reassured, unwrapping his utensils and scooping up the point from the slice of the pastry and taking his first bite, almsot immediately melting at how incredible it tasted. He scooped another bite and offered it to Easton. "It's like a mouthful of autumn," he tried to explain, taking a moment to take a tentative sip of the tea.

(Yay I'll let you know when I do that and yeahhhhh I wish these never ended, but we can always make more!)

Nick leaned into the kiss, his lips curling into a soft smile as he met Mel's gaze. He gave a quiet gasp. "I completely forgot about the rest of the house. You should've told me, Mel. I would've helped, I swear. Thank you for packing up the house. I'll make sure to help with the boxes when we move. Don’t worry about moving a thing." Nick frowned slightly, watching Esther leave, then nudged Mel’s shoulder with a playful sigh. "You distracted me!" He turned his attention back to Mel, his expression shifting to one of mild concern. "So, are you ready to meet my parents? If they're still there, I assume we're going today since we’re about to move soon. Should we let Esther and Veda know about our plan to visit my family in the capital? And even if they say no, we still go despite how dangerous it might be." He sighed because listening to him say it out loud sounded even more crazy than it did in his head.

Easton chuckled and leaned forward to take a bit a bite, nodding and humming in approval at the taste. "This is quite good—I might have to get my own," he mused, leaning his knuckles against his cheek as he watched Abrose melt into a smile. "Is that so? Well, you have your fill, and I'll eat whatever is left over," he teased, picking up Abrose's hand and kissing it gently. "I didn't know a pastry could have such an effect on you. Maybe I should open a café of my own, so that way the only food you have that reaction to is mine," he grinned, reaching over to Abrose's hair. When he looked at Abrose, his gaze softened, the edges of his eyes crinkling slightly as if they were smiling on their own. He combed it back behind his ear, resting his hand on Abrose's cheek for a moment before tucking his knuckles back under his own cheek. "Perhaps that's a bit selfish of me, but you're just so beautiful—how could I share you with anyone else? I got so lucky. If you dare say that you're the lucky one, I would have to protest."

(thank you! If you need any details explain lmk, I'm pretty sure I switched a few things around by accident for convenience or I just forgot in general what I was writing😅 I'm always down to write with you, I may be leaving in a year or so, but I do have socials that we can continue on if you're comfortable with that)

"I would have if I was awake. We did sleep for quite a while. It's mostly why I wanted to get the packing done earlier before Roi came but a certain someone always makes a bed seem very inviting." Mel teased, shaking his head as he took Esther's abandoned chair and settled behind Nick, running his finger's through Nick's hair and massaging his shoulders. "Thank you for always wanting to help, darling. But don't worry yourself too much, you're working just as hard as everone else." He reassured, momentarily falling quiet as he contemplated what 5o do next. They still had a bit of packing to do and he had to meet with Knox. But the days were getting numbered and Mel did want to leave very soon, the longer they stayed the higher a chance of them getting caught. He nodded, "I'll tell them. I'd rather them know where we are regardless of whether they approve than if some happens and they worry." He grinned down at nick and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "Since when are any of us known for making our lives easier?"

"If there is anything left over. Suddenly I'm not as inclined to share." He teased back, blushing at the affection. "That is you learn how to bake. I would gladly be your taste tester." He smiled and tilted his head into the gentle carresses, peppering Easton's palm in sugary kisses. "I don't mind you being selfish. That just means I get to try more treats from you." He laughed and nudged the tea towards Easton before he kept eating the apple pastry. "But I am. I get to love you and be with you. After everything that we've been through together how can I not call us lucky?" He cut off a few bites of pastry and set them aside for Easton. "I do want to try the donuts as well."

(Omg yeah for sure! Sad that you're leaving in a year though are finishing with college then?)

Nick stretched as he sat up, running a hand through his hair, feeling the familiar urge to do more, to be more helpful. He glanced at Mel, a soft smile tugging at his lips. “I know, I know… lying around with you is definitely not something I’m complaining about,” he chuckled, “but you know how it is. I want to be useful.” He nodded at Mel’s words about telling Esther and Veda, his mind already shifting to what needed to be done. “Yeah, it’s better to be safe than sorry. Besides, I’ll be there to protect you. That’s my job, after all—your sentinel.” There was a glint of determination in his eyes as he said it. “And don’t worry, I’ll bring a few knives just in case. You know me.” Nick leaned in for a quick, tender kiss before standing up. He started toward the stairs, pausing to turn back to Mel. “I’ll be back soon. Need anything from up there before we head to town?” He asked, his hand resting on the banister.

Easton chuckled, leaning back in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the mug. "Maybe I should become a baker then. Seems like a better occupation than being a cop. I think I've had enough authority for one lifetime." He smiled thoughtfully. "Thank you, because now I know exactly what I want to do. I could even start here. I wonder if they’re hiring." He continued to tap the mug, the warmth seeping into his hands. "Oh, so now you want to try my donuts, huh?" He grinned, teasing. "Well, it's only fair since I did have a bite of yours. It’s kinda strange, though, eating desserts for breakfast, but I’m not complaining." Taking a sip of the tea, Easton scrunched his nose slightly at the sweetness. "This is pretty sweet, huh? Did you always like things this sweet?" He set the cup down, pushing it back toward Abrose, just as Debbie brought over the donuts. His smile widened into a grin as she placed the plate on the table and politely left them to eat. "Oh, this is going to taste so good." He picked up one of the twisted donuts, taking a bite from the bottom. The moment the flavor hit him, he couldn't resist, and his pace quickened as he ate more. He looked at Abrose, eyes gleaming with excitement. "You definitely have to try these." Grabbing a piece of another donut, he held it up to Abrose with a grin, waiting for him to take a bite.

(Almost, I'm in my third year at uni. Probably won't permanently leave but will be on less. I can message you separately for the socials, do you have a preferred one? I'm mostly on instagram and tumblr)

"You're more useful than you realize, my dear. More than just my sentinel." He returned the kiss before standing and putting the chair back by the dining area. "I doubt there's any need for knives, dear. but if they make you feel safer feel free to raid the utensils, I'm sure there's something sharp in there. While you do that, I'm going to talk to our little spirit friend and tell Veda where we're going. I'll meet you back out here in an hour. I don't think I need anything else but you." He winked before heading down the hall to Knox's room, gently knocking on the door before he entered the starry landscape.

He dropped down onto his knees in the middle of the clearing, watching as sprites and orbs of light surrounded him in greeting before they scattered away into their own little hiding places in the forest, leaving Mel in semi-darkness. A few moments later a white stag emerged into the clearing, his head held proudly high but there was annoyance in his eyes as he approached, only made clearer by the flash of fanged teeth when he bowed his head towards Mel. Mel only rolled his eyes as he reached up towards the beast and soothingly stroked his head. "Tell me why I had to learn we were uprooting our lives from Esther. The creature didn't speak aloud, similar to Nick's ability, Knox could enter headspaces if he so wished. Being a creature of old he could do much more but for now he only spoke with Mel through their minds in an old deep voice. Mel chuckled softly "Because if it came from me, you'd be more pissed off." He muttered, yelping as Knox nipped his hand. "I have protected this family for eons young lord. I should be the first to be informed when something changes." Mel only rolled his eyes and went back to petting the spirit. "We've had a lot on our plate with Abrose and Easton's move, and then Roi visiting. I'm about to head out to meet Nick's parents last minute and then we'll be on a ship to the southern continent in less than a few hours." The stag's expression softened slightly and he apologetically licked Mel's hand. "I see. Seeing Roi couldn't have been easy but I'm sure you handled it well in you're own slightly petty way." That got a laugh out of Mel as he nodded, "I did, he says hello by the way." Knox only rolled his eyes as he gave a low growl of indifference. "I never liked him. On the note of your partners, You still haven't introduced me to your sentinel lover. Afraid I'll disapprove?"
Mel shook his head, "more concerned you'll bite his hand off but we'll save the introduction for later." He reassured, gently nudging aside Knox's head from where he had settled in Mel's lap and stood. "I have to go but I'll come by again when we move." The spirit stood and shook out his crown of antlers. "I will be far along by the time you come back. We'll meet on the southern continent soon, young lord. Spirits guide you." Mel bowed deeply before making his way back to the hallway, seeking out Veda's and Esther's room.

He knocked on their door, hearing a bit of rustling before Veda opened the door. "Mel, is everything alright?" he asked, Esther, appearing beside her husband a moment later. Mel nodded "Just letting you know I'm going out with Nick to meet his parents before we leave for good." Veda narrowed his eyes "Are you sure that's a good idea? With all the guards patrolling the capital should you be anywhere near there?" Mel shook his head, clearly agreeing with Veda's concerns "No, but this could be the only time I get to meet his parents. I want to make a good impression on them for both Nick's and my own sake." He explained. Veda gave a small smile "Since when do you care about what anyone thinks? You must truly be in love with him if all of a sudden his parent's approval means so much to you." Mel blushed at that and started to back away "More than you know," He confessed, grabbing a cloak from a broom closet and tossing it over his shoulders. "Try and keep this place in one piece for however long we have it while I'm gone. I'll be back soon." He promised, giving a small wave before he returned back to the kitchen.

"That would be quite the change from what you've known," Abrose noted, gently squeezing Easton's free hand. "But I think it's a good change. We can always ask after if they'd be willing to take you on as an apprentice." Abrose laughed and nodded, "It is a bit weird and usually not my first option for breakfast but I think we've both earned ourselves a bit of a treat." Abrose took his tea back and carefully took a few more sips. "not all the time I thought it was needed after last night." He looked up again when Debbie came back with the donuts, grinning when he saw Easton light up with excitement. "Thank you, my love. For a moment I thought I would have had to steal a piece while you weren't looking." He chuckled and gratefully took the bite of the donut, eyes widening in amazement. "These are amazing! Would it be wrong of me to convince you to become a baker solely to have a supply of these at home?"

Nick felt a warmth spread through his chest at Mel's words, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. "You're sweet, but you know I'll always want to protect you, knives or not." He grinned, standing up as Mel walked away. He watched him for a moment, a small smile tugging at his lips before turning towards the kitchen. "Something sharp, huh?" Nick muttered to himself, making his way over to the utensils. He rummaged through drawers, his fingers skimming over knives of different sizes. He chuckled softly, picking up a small but sharp one that felt just right in his hand. "This'll do." He glanced back towards the hallway where Mel had disappeared. Nick quickly tucked the knife into his belt, then made his way towards their room to find anything else he could bring. His thoughts lingered on Mel's wink, and a soft laugh escaped his lips. "Guess all he really needs is me." Nick smiled to himself at he looked through his drawer and sure enough he found his house key hidden among the remaining close he had left behind for the next few days. He then met back with Mel in the kitchen with a smile. "Do you have one for me too? Also, I heard you talking before I went upstairs it didn't sound like Veda or Esther."

Easton leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping thoughtfully on the edge of his mug as he glanced over at Easton. "No, it wouldn’t be wrong at all. In fact…" he paused, excitement creeping into his voice, "I think I’m going to ask if they have a job opening." His gaze flickered to the bakery counter, a smile tugging at his lips as he added, "Maybe I’ll open my own café one day once I learn how to bake. You could visit me every day, and I’d gloat about how my boyfriend sells the prettiest flowers." Standing up with a bit of eagerness, Easton made his way toward Debbie. His steps were light, the idea of a new opportunity buzzing through him. "Hey, Debbie," he said with a hopeful tone, "Do you think you have a job opening for a baker? I really want to learn."

Debbie’s face lit up with a bright smile, clearly delighted by his request. "Ah, yes! We just had an opening, actually," she responded, scribbling quickly on a small notepad. "I assume you want to enjoy your lunch right now, but come in tomorrow morning for a job interview." She tore off the piece of paper and handed it to him with a warm nod. "Here’s a list of things you’ll need to bring with you tomorrow. Have a nice lunch!" She gave him one last encouraging smile before marching off into the back.

Easton walked back to the table, grinning from ear to ear, and slid into his seat. He held up the note like a trophy and leaned in slightly. "Guess who has a job interview tomorrow?" He couldn’t help but beam, his enthusiasm infectious as he glanced at Abrose.

Mel had been putting together a small basket of snacks for their trip, putting in the remaining strawberries and a small jar of melted chocolate. He had grabbed an extra riding cloak for Nick and a hat that aside while putting himself to work, making the snack and cleaning the dishes they had used to make breakfast. He glanced up and shook his head, "No that was our resident guardian spirit, Knox. He's watched over this family and ancestors past for far longer than any of us can imagine. You'll meet him soon once we've moved to our new home. He can be a bit prickly but he means well and knows far more than he lets on about what's going on. He's… apprehensive…about meeting you because of your former relations with the Queen but he seemed to take it well when Abrose introduced Easton so I have full faith you'll win him over." He smiled sweetly grabbed the cloak that he had set aside on the chair and tossing over Nick's shoulders, gently pulling him in for a kiss. "Just as you've won me over, time and time again."

Abrose grinned "Any excuse I get to see you and sample your treats I will gladly take." he set his plate off to the side, enjoying the warmth from his cup of tea as he sipped at it while watching the activities unfold outside the cafe window. He looked up when Easton got up, pausing in his tranquil enjoyment to watch his every move, looking for any sign that he'd be given a chance. He chewed his lip nervously, tapping his fingers against the side of his mug. He had no doubt Easton would work hard for his dreams, even before they even considered their feelings for each other Abrose could tell Easton had an immense amount of determination towards whatever he put his mind to. He broke out into a smile when he saw Debbie hand a paper to Easton. "So soon? That's great, my love." He stood to read over Easton's shoulders, trying to remember if they had the items at home. "This is a great start." He pressed a kiss to Easton's cheek.

Nick kissed back, his eyes fluttering shut for a brief moment, “Hm? Is that so?” Nick murmured, his breath warm against Mel’s lips, the corners of his mouth curving into a teasing smile. “Well, I can’t wait to meet them. If you’re meeting my parents, it’s only fair I get a turn too, don’t you think?” With a quick motion, he flipped the hood of his jacket over his head as he gently nudged Mel forward, guiding them both toward the entrance of the estate. As they walked, Nick cast a sidelong glance at Mel, his voice turning thoughtful. “So, Knox,” he began, the name rolling off his tongue with curiosity, “are they like a parent figure to you? Now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve heard much about your actual parents.” He hesitated, his steps slowing slightly as he weighed his next words. His tone softened, careful yet open. “If it’s a touchy subject, though, we don’t have to talk about it. I just… want to know you better, Mel. All of you.” He glanced over, searching Mel’s expression for any sign of discomfort, ready to steer the conversation elsewhere if needed, but not without leaving the door open for them to share if they wanted to.

"Well," Easton began, his voice carrying a hint of excitement as he leaned closer, “I told her why I’ve been so eager to work here—laid out everything I love about the place—and she said they’d see what they could do. Apparently, they’re already looking to fill the position, so it feels like good timing.” He bit his lip, his smile threatening to break free despite his effort to play it cool. Abrose’s eyes lit up, and Easton couldn’t help but laugh softly at his enthusiasm. “This is a very good start, my love,” Easton continued, his tone warming with affection. “I mean, never in a million years did I think I might actually become a baker. It’s a bit surreal.” He hesitated for a moment before adding, a playful glint in his eyes, “You’ll have to help me practice, though. I’m not exactly great at handling certain things with my bare hands yet. I want to be able to dive into the messy stuff, just like you do. Maybe I could even help out at the store every now and then.” Before Abrose could reply, Easton took his hands in his own, his grip firm but tender, and lifted them to his lips. He pressed a gentle kiss to the back of Abrose’s hand, the small, intimate gesture radiating both playfulness and sincerity. “And who knows,” Easton murmured, his voice softening, “if this all works out, maybe it’ll inspire something new for us. I just hope everything goes well for the other two. They deserve it, after everything they’ve been through.”