"I guess I am quite persistent. You love that about me, don't you." He kisses his temple. "We should probably get up before the boat leaves without us. It's pretty late in the morning already as much as I would love to stay here all day with you in these warm sheets. I think it's time." Easton breaths in dramatically before smothering Abrose's face in kisses. "Let's get some breakfast and then we can be on our way?"
He listening to Mel a small smile falling upon his face. He couldn't help but get like that whenever "Yeah-yeah, of course." He looked down to his hand that Mel had grabbed beforehand. He couldn't get the feeling of Mel's hand out of his mind as he slowly slaid down. "You too. I'll see you in the morning." He pulled the blankets over his shoulder and turned towards Mel before falling asleep. He slept longer than he expected to. He woke up lazily yawning and stretching underneath his blankets. "Good morning…" he mumbled. His voice was raspy as he rubbed his eyes. Even so the sheets were too warm for him to want to get up so he stayed stretching periodically.
"you very much are persistent. But you're right, I love that and everything else about you." Abrose laughed, lightly resting his head against Easton's chest. "You're right, as always. Today and probably the rest of the week are going to be long." He agreed, starting to shift off of Easton's lap but not before he was caught in a mess if kisses by Easton's. "keep doing that and we won't be going anywhere for a long while." He teased, gently tugging Easton by the neck of his shirt and pressed one last, long, render kiss to Easron's lips before finally pulling away to dress for breakfast and to finally leave the continent.
Mel tugged the warm blanket over himself as he snuggled into the warmth. Once settled, his gaze landed back on Nick's. "Sweet dreams, my knight." Mel whispered, stealing a few more moments to watch Nick fall asleep before succumbed to slumber himself. Considering the last few weeks, Nick had been sleeping less than normal, and not as deeply either. While he still haven't gotten himself to sleeping deeply out of worry something bad had happened, Mel found himself sleeping well tonight. In the morning, he had allowed himself to slowly awake instead of bolt upright than previous nights. Hia eyes fluttered open at the the sound of another voice close to him, his chest tightening before he realized where he was. "Good morning," he replied softly, rolling into his side to look at Mel. "Sleep well?" He tugged the balnket all the way up to his chin to keep in his warmth.
Easton melted into the kiss immediately. He was like a puppy wagging its tail the longer it lasted. He pouted when Abrose pulled away, leaving him alone on the bed. "See, that was not fair. You can't just kiss me like that. You know what it does to me. He pushed himself off the bed, wrapping his hands around Abrose's waist. "If you keep doing that, we'll never leave." He whispered before planting butterfly kisses on his lover's neck. "As much I would love to see you change, and I will be changing in the bathroom. I need to freshen up in there anyway." He grabbed the set of clothes that were close to his bag. Easton kissed Abrose's cheek before disappearing into the bathroom.
Nick nodded slowly, opening his eyes. "You look even more beautiful in the morning than you do at night." He laughed. Nick's hair and clothes were messy, and his eyes seemed hazed as he looked at Mel. "I slept very well." He added, rolling over on his stomach. The blanket was half on him, half not, and to anyone looking, he looked like a drunken mess. "As you can see." He didn't feel the pain from putting pressure on his wound. He was much too tired. "So, what is on the agenda for today, beautiful?"
"that's exactly why I kiss you my dear," Abrose sang, glancing over his shoulder with a teasing smirk, letting out a joyful giggle as Easton caught him by the waist. "You started this, dear." He murmured, lacing his hands through Easton's hair for a moment until he pulled away. "I'll wait for you outside when your ready. I'm sure Esther has started breakfast already." He smiled softly before fully disappearing into the closet to change out of his PJs and into some day wear
Mel let out a breathy laugh, "as do you dear. It's hard to choose when you look more breathtaking." He reached over the couch and lightly tapped a hand to the wall, lighting the room enough so that it wasn't just the morning light providing them light. "Maybe let's not make that judgement just yet. We'll let Veda take a look at them later, but I'm glad you're not in pain this morning." He slowly sat up and stretched, glancing out the window out towards the estate grounds. He looked back towards Nick, his smile crossing his featured as he beheld Nick's adorablely sleepy state of being. "Well, I was thinking if going for breakfast soon. Abrose and Easton leave today so I was also going with them to the docks see them off. Afterwards I'm not entirely sure other than continuing to set everything up for when we move."
He changed into his traveling clothes. It didn't take him long to freshen up in the bathroom before coming out. Easton didn't see anyone in the room so he figured he would wait outside. He exited the room and leaned against the wall as he waited. "Darling I'm going to check on Nick okay? Meet me there when you're done!" With that, he left and started on his way towards Nick's room.
Nick shook his head. "In no way…" he yawned, "am I good-looking in the morning. I look like trash in my defense." He rested his head on his arms as he listened to Mel. "Sounds like you have a plan. Breakfast does sound good right about now. I would go with you but I should probably have Veda check if I'm okay to do so. For now, I don't want to get up. Think about it." He yawned again it took a second for him to talk again. "If I get up, right, then I have to possibly walk around so I'm not just laying here. Or I could sleep more wake up to your beautiful face and then sort of get up but maybe fall asleep again and repeat the cycle you know? That sounds much better." He ruffled his hair trying to fix it from the way it was looking now.
Abrose chose a deep green tunic to wear as well as black pants, not bothering with a corset since he wanted to be more comfortable whole on their trip. He ruffled out his hair and breathed in deeply, mentally readying himself. Easton and hinwere leaving today for a brand new continent, away from the dangers and away from everything they knew. Abrise only hoped that they'd finally be able to settle down and be happy. Clasping a cloak around his neck, Abrise peeked out into the roomshakong his head with a small smile when he didn't find Easton outside. "Poor thing," he murmured affectionately, heading out of their bedroom and our to the hallway to both find Easton and some breakfast.
Mel tilted his chin up "no, you're right. Not just good-looking. Gorgeous, Beautiful, heavenly, better suited you." He corrected, gazing at Mel. "Don't worry about getting up now, dear. I'll bring you breakfast while Veda sees to your wounds." Mel arched an eyebrow, a sleep whistful smile crossing his features as he listened to Nick. "Or you could remain awake with me." He suggested softly, offering a gentle smile as he stood and pulled open the curtains to let in more sunlight
Nick watched him stand up, squinting his eyes from the sunlight coming through the window. He gulped when Mel tilted his chin. There was a light blush on his face. "Breakfast with you, staying awake with you, you're suggesting a lot of good things today, huh." He giggled in a way that seemed like he was hypnotized. He was more awake now than he was before.
Easton walked to the room and knocked on the door. "I wonder what he's doing that's taking him so long to answer the door." He sighed. "I'm coming in you better not be-" He opened the door to see Mel lifting Nick's head up. He could see the way Nick was hazing at him and he could see the way Mel was looking at him. "Was I interrupting?" He watched Mel walk away and Nick straighten up on the couch, clearing his throat.
"You could've knocked you know." Nick glared.
"I did. How did you not hear it? I thought you of all people would've heard my footsteps." He sat at the other end of the couch.
"I wasn't paying attention. I was focused on something else. Something much worth listening to than your boring footsteps." He turned his eyes to Mel watching him open up the curtains squinting at the light.
"More like someone else," he whispered. "Ow, ow, ow" he laughed. "What are you hitting me for. Of you're-ow!"
"You need to stop talking. What did you even come in here for anyway?" He growled.
"Just came in to check on you. You seem to be doing much better. Are you coming with us today?"
"Oh, heaven's no. I couldn't stand being on a boat with you two for days. That sounds like torture. I love that you're in love. I am so happy that you found someone, but I don't need to see you guys all over each other, you know?"
"You could've just said no." He rolled his eyes. "I'm going to eat breakfast now. So, I will leave you two alone so you can uh. Do whatever."
Mel glanced up with a smile as Easton came into the room. "You weren't." He reassured, tidying up the room a bit before he slipped out of the room to get Veda and to grab breakfast for both Nick and him.
When he peeked intot he room, he found Esther tending the stove while Veda and Abrose talked at the table. The Lord smile and slid into a seat beside Abrose, earning him a warm greetings from both people. "I certainly hope you don't plan on staying all cooped up with Easton on your last day here." He teased, poking Abrose's side. Abrose giggled and playfully swatted at Mel's hand. "Only if you don't plan on doing the same with your knight in shining armor." He teased back, glancing over at Veda with a smirk when he have a snicker. Mel sighed softly, cheeks warming at the comment. "No, not when we'll spent plenty of time together while we move later." He muttered, waving as Kira and Genevieve entered the kitchen.
"You're really taking a liking to him, huh?" Veda asked, hugging his wife as she came to join them.
Mel shrugged sheepishly. "I'm still figuring things out. Right now I want to focus on getting all of us safe. Then we'll deal with my relationships."
Abrose gave his life long friend a gentle nudge, resting his head against Mel's shoulder. "We're going to be okay Mel. Besides, I think it's about time you found live in someone deserving of your beautiful heart." Mel breathed a laugh, pressing a kiss to Abrose's hair. "Thank you, flower. I only hope I am equally deserving of his."
Easton left the room after talking with Nick for a while. He snuck up on Abrose, grabbing him by the waist from behind. The impact caused him to rock back and forth slightly as Easton laughed. "Hello, Darling," he smirked, pampering Abrose in kisses. "Breakfast smells wonderful, by the way. You know what else smells wonderful?" He mumbled against Abrose's neck. "My angel," he whispered. Easton kissed his neck light before stopping his spree of kisses. "Nick seems to be doing better, but he has a pretty good poker face, so I don't trust it. Mel, I trust you with him. He's a pain in the ass, so good luck."
Nick decided that it was time he got up and did something. So he looked around for clothes he could use. Once, he found some which took longer than expected. He started with his pants since that was easier than taking off his shirt. He slipped on a comfortable pair of pants and socks as well. Nick gave a frustrated sigh, knowing what coming neck was. Doing what he could sit down, he tried to take off his shirt but had no luck. Blood and sweat filled his shirt, and he just wanted it off. Instead of trying to pull it off, he angrily ripped it off. He sighed and looked at the shirt he picked out in his hands. Instead of being angry, he decided to wait for Mel to return.
Abrose had gotten up from his spot at the table to help Esther with with the breakfast, balancing two plates in each arm. Yelling out in surprise, Ambrose stbled to catch the plates of breakfast as Easton caught him around the waist and hugged him close. He giggled at the kisses, tilting his hair as Easton attacked his neck. "Hello my dear." He cooed, shivering in delight. "I'm glad he's doing well. At this rate he'll be ready to move with Mel. Unless he's changed his mind and decided to come with us?" He asked, glancing up when Mel took the plates in his hand. "I've dealt with much worse than former sentinels. I think I'll be alright." He gave a wink before disappearing from the kitchen.
"I bring food! Esther made her famous custard filled pastries." Mel announced as he gently nudged open the door to Nick's room. "I can gurentee you've never-" Mel's praise died in his throat as he beheld Nick's shirtless form on the makeshift bed. Bloodied and sweating from effort. Mel had enough control to not drop the plates he held in his hand and carefully set them down before rushing Nick'a side and kneeling down beside him. "Do they hurt?" He asked, voice in a harsh whisper as he quickly grabbed a basin of water and a stray rag from a nearby bathroom to clean the wounds.
Easton shook his head. "He said and I quote, 'Oh, heaven's no. I couldn't stand being on a boat with you two for days. That sounds like torture. I love that you're in love. I am so happy that you found someone, but I don't need to see you guys all over each other, you know?'. He can be such a pain sometimes. All he had to say was no. I can't help but show my love for you. I mean look at you. You're beautiful and smart and all mine." He cooed. "I'd much rather eat you for breakfast, but I need some food in my stomach before we are on our way." He let go of Abrose reaching for one of the pastries. "May I?"
Nick was pretty muscular; considering his profession, anyone who worked there was expected to have an athletic body. Nick nodded slightly. "It's just. I-I couldn't…" he growled and tried to relax. "I just tried to change my clothes, and I managed to get half of it. Then I-I-I couldn't get my shirt off, so I ripped it, and I tried to get this one on, but it didn't work. Then I got frustrated because I couldn't do anything because of this stupid wound. I thought I could do something as simple as changing my clothes. I thought I could, but no, I can't even do that. I'm pathetic. I'm a fae; I'm stronger than this. I've had worse. I can take something like this, I-ow!" he yelled, allowing him to take a breath. He didn't realize that he said that with one breath while Mel was tending to him. "I'm sorry, I was rambling. The point is…this shouldn't be so embarrassing to ask, but can you help me put on my shirt?"
Abrose turned in Easton's arms as he listened to him talk. "He's very forwards, but I get it. If it were me, I'd probably feel the same in his position." He muttered, smiling softly. "I'm sure he'll find himself in a similar situation soon enough, completely head over heals for a certain Lord we know and completely in love." He grinned up at Easton and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. "I'm not food sweetheart." He laughed softly and nodded, thanking Esther as she passed him two plates and passed Easton two mugs of mulled wine.
It broke Mel's heart seeing Nick struggle so much. He could relate, not being able to do something while fully knowing he was completely capable of whatever it was. He flinched and muttered an apology as he lightened his touch as he continued to clean the wound until it was bleeding less. "I don't mind." He replied softly, replacing the bandages before standing and setting aside the bowl of know bloodied water. "Both the rambling or helping you when you ask." He shrugged sheepishly as he gently took the shirt from Nick. "You have the bravery of saying exactly what you feel when you feel it, withoit holding yourself back until you've gotten it all out. It's something I wish I learned how to do more often."
Easton hummed in disagreement. "You could be my food," he mumbled pecking lips before bitting into the pastry. "This is really good but you taste much better, my love." He mumbled. "But this is really good." He ate pretty quickly since it tasted like heaven. He swallowed what he was chewing with the mulled wine. He whipped his mouth and cleared his throat. "Maybe I should've savored that more, but none the less it was very good. Man, I'm am going to miss this. Or you can just make some for me when we get over there."
Nick scoffed. "I don't think so. I've been taught that's a weakness, I guess that's something else I have to change huh." He laughed. His posture was similar to a "C" as he hung his head in disappointment. He whispered a silent thank you as his bandages were removed. "You're such a lovely person and you can't even see it." He smiled. "Rambling about something like this, I feel guilty. You have so much going on and here I am being a dick about everything. You are beautiful inside and out, I don't deserve a friend like you." He cleared his throat and looked towards the window. "Where do you want me? To put on the shirt I mean. I can't exactly lift my arms up over my head."
Abrose's cheeks flushed at how sure Easton sounded. He ate a bit slower than Easton, a smile on his featires as a watched Easton devour his breakfast. "Esther will be proud to know that you enjoy her cooking so much. I'll ask her for some extra before we leave and for the recipe so I can learn how to make them.once we get to the southern continent." He took a sip of the wine, still unsure how he'd react to any amount of alcohol but the spices in the wine were warm and soothed his nerves.
"You don't have to change dear, only learn and grow from what you've been taught." Mel reasoned softly, reaching up and gently sweeping Nick's hair from his features and brushing his thumb along his cheekbone. "You're right, I don't see it. I've done so much against this kingdom. I've killed people with families all for this rebellion. And to hide that guilt I've distracted myself with the very people I've hated. We've all done things that we regret later." He matched Nick's soft smile and have a little laugh. "I don't mind, it pleasently gives me something else to think about. And, like everything else about you, you're rambling intrigues me." Heat rose to his ears at being called beautiful, an incredulous light escaping his lips. "I could say the same for you." He mumbled, kneeling in front of Nick and flicking his hair from his brow. "Right where you are, just carefully reach out your arms. I'll do the rest."
"Sounds like a plan. How about I go bring our stuff here, so we're ready to go whenever so we're not rushing." Easton leaned over, kissing his cheek, hallway snuggling into it as he did so. "Do you know when we have to leave? Is it soon? I want to kiss you a little more before I get on that boat, and I start to throw up this excellent breakfast." He joked, leaning his head on Abrose's shoulder.
Nick couldn't help but keep his smile as he leaned into Mel's touches. Nick listened to every word Mel said. How could he not? They were important, and Mel told him how he felt and what he thought. "You say you wish you could say what you were feeling, but to me, it sounds like you just did." He bumped his shoulder playfully. "You got it, boss." He held out his arms, trying to sit up straight the best he could. "So what else about me intrigues you. I mean, the way you looked at me when you walked, I couldn't tell if you were admiring and appreciating my body or gawking at it." Nick smirked, raising an eyebrow. If anything, he loved more, it was teasing people, and Mel was a perfect target, respectfully, of course. "Now, don't think too loud. I can hear it you know?"
Abrose happily leaned into Easton's affection, humming happily. "That sounds great. We should be leaving at noon so that gives us an hour and a half to get ready and get to the docks." He gently pressed a kiss to Easton's hair and smiled softly, "I think we have time to kiss for a few more moments before we need to go." He finished off his wine, cheeks turning slightly pink. "We're taking more if this for the trip too."
Mel huffed a laugh at being nudged. He rolled up the shirt and as gently as possible, started to slip it over Nick's stretched out arms. He gave a playful glare but couldn't help but keep his grin. "I wouldn't consider myself intrigued. More terrified in the moment." He arched an eyebrow, before continuing with his task, trying his best to keep his touch light and his mind blank. "You forget dear that I've been with many a partners before, in multiple forms of undressed." Mel took a step back once the shirt was covering Nick and pressed a thoughtful finger to lips as he looked him over. "Though, now that I'm not nearly having a heart attack, I can definitely say that there is something about you that intrigues me greatly."
Easton nodded getting up from the stool. He made his way back to the room, he took his time slightly listening in on Mel and Nicks's conversation before continuing on his way. He picked up the bags from the room, carrying them back to the front with ease. He dusted off his hands and put them on his waist. "Soon we'll be free. We can have a new start. Maybe not completely new but the closes thing to it." Easton shuffled back to the kitchen. "DId you finish yet, love?"
"You've never been with me though. Don't compare me with those dick bags who left you. They don't count." He laughed. "Thank you for the shirt. Thank you for putting up with me. I heard Easton talking about me. He's right though. Though you're not that easy yourself. You're quite the handful for not realizing your own greatness." He stretched his back the best he could. "Besides if those people really care about you they would still be here probably glaring at me to stop flirting with you. Anyway, I heard you brought food. What heaven will my stomach experience today?"
While Easton went to grab their things, Abrose finished off his breakfast and helped clear the table of dishes and cups. He helped Esther clean the dishes, trying his best to ignore the pang of sadness in his heart. He wouldn't see Mel or anyone else until Mel settled in a few months. He glanced up when Esther rested a hand on his shoulder. "We'll see each other soon, don't worry." She muttered, wiping her hands on a nearby towel and hugging Abrose right. Abrose hugged back, catching a flicker of movement by the doorway. Esther huffed a laugh. "They're never far for long, huh?" She said, letting Abrose go to face Kira now leaning against a wall and Easton in the doorway. Abrose smiled softly and shook his head "nope, never." He giggled softly and nodded, walking over to Easton's side. "Yep! Just finished."
"I never promised to be easy to handle. I like a good challenge." He countered with a grin. "And to those glaring at harmless flirting, I'm glaeing right back. It's not every day I gain even a fraction of attention from someone such as yourself." He bobbed his head and strode over to where he had set the plates down. "Esther made her famous custard filled pastries for Rose's last day here, and I assume to make him feel better about thieselast few days." He set a plate down beside Nick before retrieving a tray with a tea set. "I didn't know if you preffered tea or coffee so I brought both."
Easton's smile grew as he watched Abrose come to his side. "That's great, darling." Easton leaned down so his lips would meet with Abrose's. He gave him a long kiss he poured all his emotion into. He took a deep breath before pulling away. "Almost time. You said your goodbyes to everyone. Should we get the two lovebirds? I think they're still eating right now, so we actually might have to get them later." Easton rubbed the sides of Abrose's arm, refusing to break eye contact.
"Thanks. I like coffee more. Do you have any sugar, though? I like my coffee sweet. Easton likes it bitter, and sometimes he forgets that I like the exact opposite of him, so he gets to be a biter black coffee as well. Which honestly gets me mad every time, but I throw it out and order another one." Nick licks his lips just looking at the pastries. He snatched one off the plate and hesitated before eating it. He took a small bite and smiled to himself, taking an even bigger bit the second time around. "These are good. I would hate to eat all of it, so you might want to pick one or two up before I eat them all. Unless there are more." he said after swallowing the first two bites.
Abrose's eyes widened in surprise as he was swept into the kiss. He melted into the kiss and into Easton's secure embrace, the kitchen fading away into nothing as his eyes fluttered shut and as he gladly kissed back. Though, for a heartbeat, Abrose couldn't help but be reminded of the kiss they had shared in the dungeons when both their lives had been at stake, when they hadn't known whether they'd see each other again. Abrose shoved aside the thought, reasoning with himself that they weren't interested in that situation anymore. They were safe, they'd be safer once outside the country but right now, they didnt need to be worried about their lives. Reaching up on his tip toes, Abrose gave one last effort to deepen the kiss before he sucked in a deep breath as they broke apart. He nodded and gave a laugh, shaking his head. "Leave them be for now, dear. They deserve to be happy in each other's company. Besides, it gives Mel something to focus on than worrying about everything like he always does." He nestled into Easton's arms, wrapping his own around the fae's waist. "Let's go explore a bit more before we leave. There's one more place we didn't go to on Mel's tour o want to show you."
"Well, if you weren't awake before, now you surely will be." Mel laughed, adding a few hefty spoonfuls of sugar into the coffee and stirring vigorously until it was all dissolved, a christaline shimmer appearing on the top. He passed the cup to Nick while he made a cup of milk tea for himself. "Eat all you want, there are plenty more where those came from." He stood and took two of the pastries for himself, "but I am hungry."
Easton nodded, staring at Abrose with a loving gaze. He kissed his forehead, "Lead the way, my love." He cupped his face, giving him one more kiss before letting go of him. "What is this place, though. Is it okay with Mel if we see it? You are his friend, so I don't doubt it. Forget about what I just said. Show me the way; I'm following you, darling." He slid his hands down to Abrose's. He pressed his lips to the back of Abrose's hand, looking him in the eye as he did so.
Nick thanks Mel for the coffee-sipping at it. "Perfect." He mumbled as he started to take bigger sips. He hissed and pulled away when it was too hot. He kept silent as he ate his pastries. He wondered what Mel was thinking, but it was an invasion of privacy if he went into his head like that. He could only control his power to a certain extent, and if someone was too loud, he could hear them even if he didn't mean to pick it up. He looked between Mel and the second pastry he took in his hand. "Hey…um…all jokes aside. Thank you." He finished his second pastry swallowing it down with a sip of coffee. "I know all I've been saying is sorry, but I'm not sure if I've thanked you yet. I hope we can be close enough that I'm allowed to hear your thoughts one day. It was just something I was thinking about just now. It's just sometimes you space out, and I wonder what that pretty head of yours is thinking about. It's a thing I like to do with people. I don't know why. I do it with Easton, sometimes with the queen if I'm lucky, and some of my other friends. If that's not okay with you, I get it, but anyway, I just wanted to say thank you." He shut himself up by drinking his coffee.
Abrose gave a happy little him and nodded, gently tugging Easton out of the kitchen but not without a wave to everyone inside. "it's a surprise. I promise you'll like it." Abrose said over his shoulder, gently pressing his hand to the wall closest to him, watching as it illuminated a path to where he wanted to go. He tilted his head "I hope he will. It's a relatively new room but he's let me visit alone a lot so I think it'll be alright as long as we don't break anything. Oh! Before we go in," he paused by a pale blue door with golden stars decorating the endges, "try not to move so quickly. There are…friends…inside that'll spook easily." He smiled softly and gripped the door handle, tugging gently to reveal the room inside.
Mel shook his head as he set his cup of tea down. "There is no need to thank me at all, Nick." He replied softly. If you're going to thank anyone, thank Easton for telling me to go back for you, thank Veda for patching you up. But not me." He gave a tight smile and nibbled at his pastry, a delicate eyebrow rising at the prospect of Nick seeing his thoughts. At first he immediately wanted to say no. He had build sturdy walls both around his heart and mind and refused to let anyone that wasn't his family see that side of him, no matter how seemingly close they wanted to get to him. But as Mel dwelled on the thought, the more he wanted Nick to know his thoughts, to know his frustration, his worry, his completely selfish and untimely desire to be with him. He thought for a moment before leaning forwards and nodding. "I wouldn't mind. I may not want you to see everything just yet so if that can be controlled, I'd be fine with showing you a bit."
"How many new rooms does he get. I mean not that I'm complaining but this place might be bigger than mine." He watched the lights lead the way to the door, curious as to how it worked. "What do you mean there are friends that'll spook easily?" He said softly as he walked into the room. "Should I be worried?" He looked back to Abrose for some reassurance or even a hint as to what the room was.
"You're right, I'll thank them as well, but I'm not taking back what I said." Nick flashed a smile as he picked up another pastry and started to eat it again. He nodded and swallowed hard. "Yeah, yeah, I mean when you want me out you can tell me to get out and when you don't mind me being in and you want me in then I will be in your head. But sometimes I can't control it and I hear thoughts by accident if they're too loud. A-Anyway, we don't have to do that now, just whenever you're ready and you feel like you trust me enough." He looked down at the pastries. "Man these things are addicting. I'm definitely going to miss these. Maybe I could learn how to cook them. Yeah and then I could have them all the time." He hummed softly, licking the custard off his fingers.
"Mel's ancestors were close to the original royal family long ago. One if not the closest family to the first Fae King. It would be distastefull to take away the title, even when Mel's father had disowned him. Besides, Mel still holds high standing among aristrocats, despite his hatred for them. The estate stays in his name until he forfeits it or dies." Abrose explain, gaze softening as he remembered just how much Mel had been willing to stretch the title he had been given to help others, playing Loyal Lord by day while he unabashedly helped those he pretended to dispise, by night. "This home is as old as the Firg King himself. I think it's the only thing that remains that remembers when the Fae and humans were treated the same." He shrugged whistfully and gently nudged open the door, almost immediately inveloped by a start night once the doors closed behind Easton. "I don't know, considering you were afraid to touch Malian, this probably wasn't the best idea but it should be alright." He teased softly, watching as the world within the room bloomed to life around them. It looked like the outdoors was brought inside. A night sky painted the entire room with cool tones of deep blues and purples. The greenery was made of millions of starts, giving a ghostly look to everything while still retaining a hint of earthtone among the glittering crysal-like plants. Abrose stepped forwards as a white stag came forth, his start coat was shimmering like everything else around them but he seemed to retain a more ghost like quality. His beady eyes locked into Abrose, as he proudly stroad forwards. His mouth parted slightly, revealing unnatural fangs. Abrose bowed his head respectfully, earning him a gentle nuzzling from the animal. Mel once told me stories of the First King and his kingdom. Stories from his grandmother and her grandmother. Old as this house I suppose. He told me once there were creatures that were used as holders of the land, more respected than the Kings and queens. More feared as well." He chuckled softly as the stag huffed a growling sort of noise and raised his pitch black gaze to Easton's.
"that must be overwhelming, hearing everyone's thoughts as if they were said aloud all the time. I hope I'm not contributing to that." He said apologetically, brows creasing in worry. He finished off his pastry, kicking off the sugary glaze from his lips. "Ah, I suppose you're right. I don't think I'm in the right headspace right now for you see any of my thoughts. Besides, we wouldn't want for you see all the scandalous thoughts that run through my head, now would we." He grinned and curled up into the couch corner, feet tucked beneath him. "Hopefully after the move I'll be more relaxed and clear minded enough for you to see my thoughts. Would I be able to see yours too? Or does it only work for the one who has the ability. Not that I would want to invade on your personal thoughts. It's just something I want to be prepared for."
Easton couldn't tell whether to be amazed, scared, or excited. The room was beautiful. His eyes reflected the bright stars as they shifted around the room. He was speechless as he listened to Abrose. He didn't realize just how high Mel was on the social ladder. Also, how scary that could be. To move around the way, he did behind people's backs when his title was at stake. Back then, Easton wouldn't have the guts to do it. He was obedient to the throne, and just thinking about it makes Easton hate himself a little more. He opened his mouth, hoping words would come out, but nothing. Everything he said left him speechless. He gulped when he saw the horse. It wasn't a regular one. His eyes shifted from side to side, not sure where to look as he starred back into its black gaze. "Is this real?" he whispered. Easton huffed a nervous laugh as he bowed slightly, copying Abrose. "Mel is something else. I mean, he's…" He turned to Abrose, looking back and forth between the stag and him.
Nick's eyes traced Mel'f feature, gulped as he watched him clear the sugar off his lips. Dooo, not think about that, Nick. Don't think about kissing him. You are friends., friends, friends, friends, and only friends. He quickly shook his head and cleared his throat. "Y-Yeah…it uh it can be a lot sometimes, but don't worry, you're thoughts are quiet. I like quiet thinkers. It's light on the ears. Sometimes they poke through, but I only hear whispers. I'll make sure to block them out best I can." He finished his food and started to drink his coffee. "Well, I can project my voice into your mind so that you can speak to me through your thoughts," Like this…you can hear me, right? Nick got out of Mel's mind when he finished his sentence, not wanting to be invasive. "But you can't hear mine. As much as I would like that, it's not possible as far as I know. Simple when you think about it. Thanks for bringing the food. Send my compliments to the chef."
Abrose nodded in agreement, simultaneously giving the stag a few nuzzles. "He really is. I only hope one day he'll realize what we all already know." He gave a soft, sad smile before stepping back and motioning Easton forwards. "Come and find out, dear. Careful, he's been known to nip." He warned softly, showing open hand where two distinct teeth mark scars could be seen in the shimmering light if the room. "He's very picky with who he likes." His gaze flickered to the stag as it yawned, showing off his elongated fanged paired with a row of sharp teeth. It seemed to give Easton a pointed look but still helds it's ground beside Abrose. "Reminds me of Malian, but a lot less threatening." Abrose reached out his hand towards Easton. "I won't let him but you, promise." He reassured, keeping a steady hand against the Stag's neck.
"That's a relief. I would have honestly thought I'd be one of the more louder ones in the house." He chuckled embarrassingly as he tried his best not to blatantly stare at Nick as he spoke, or are, or drank, or frankly do anything. It was hard, considering every movement that caught the young Lord's eyes compelled him to want to stare endlessly at Nick's eyes, at his mouth, at the way he played, the way his body moved, despite the current immobility, as he spoke so passionately about what he loved. "Don't worry yourself about the whispers, dear." He reassured, setting his cup aside and resting his head against his hand as he listened to Nick describe his abilities. He gaspedbsoftpy when he heard Nick his mind, immediately locking eyes with the other. His voice was like velvet against skin, smooth and intamateoy soft. Mel held back a plea for Nick to do it again, if only to hear the voice in his head again, and again, with anyone potentially hearing them. "That's amazing," he murmured, breathing a small laugh. "Well I hardly call that fair. But it is what it is. I still find it spectacular that you can do this. I've not met many fae sonintune with their ability such as you." He mused, reluctantly stranding and gathering the empty plate and cups. "I'm sure Esther will be glad to hear you love her cooking."
Easton gave a confused look. "With all due respect, darling, I think we have different meanings of less threatening." Easton gave a nervous laugh as he moved closer to the stag. "Okay, see, Malian was calm and had flat teeth and didn't look like they could kill me. Those marks are your hand do not help me right now." Easton held his hand out, flinching whenever the stag so much as blinked. He took a deep breath in trying to calm himself. He suddenly pulled the hand to his side. "Nope, no, I can't do it." He locked eyes with Abrose. "I want to, though. Can you hold my hand while I do it?" He asked.
Nick could help the dopey smile spread onto his face. "You think it's amazing? I was told it's quite useless." He watched Mel stand up. For some reason, his heart ached. It was a good ache, as far as he could tell. He wanted to pull Mel down and wrap him into his arms and stay there forever. Nick's hand slightly raised from his lap, but he curled it into a fist and let it rest on his thigh. "I guess I do have a lot of control. I've practiced ever since I was little. I used to hear everyone's thoughts simultaneously, so I had to hone it and try to block them out. Eventually, I got better and better, and here I am. Sometimes my thoughts leak into other people. I'll be thinking about random things like what I should eat or who I should see. Or I go on my tangent about how the world was made inside my head. Anyway, I shouldn't keep you. Are you coming back? It's okay if you have things to do. I know you have a plan and all."
Abrose have a small laugh and getly took Easton's hand in his. "Plants and animals are your weakness, huh?" He glanced up at the stag as it huffed impatiently and shifted it's weight. "Oh you be quiet, you have a problem with everything that breaths." He teased, earning Abrose a low growl and a show of his fangs. "Pesky little spirit." He muttered with a chuckled, "you're going to miss us when we leave." The stag finally dropped Easton's gaze and gently rested his head against his shoulder. Abrose gently tugged Easton close and he started to stroked the stag behind his velvety ear.
Mel nodded, confused by Nick's surprise "yes, I do. I feel like anyone who met you and knew about your abilities would think the same." He replied, setting the plates on the tray he had used to bring them in and poured himself a final cup of tea and Nick the last of the coffee. He tilted his head curiously as he slowly placed around the room, a small smile on his features when heard Nick say his thoughts would seep into someone else's thought by accident. "A surprise for the recipient I'm sure, but hopefully not an unpleasant one." Mel gathered the tray of empty plates and cups in his arms. He gave Nick a reassuring nod. "I'll be back as soon as possible. I have to first see Veda then Abrose. Do you think you'll be well enough to join us to the docks to see him and Easton off?" He asked, hovering by the door of the room
"Yeah, and you are my weakness as well my love." He tensed when his hand touch the stag, but soon relaxed realizing how soft it is. "Are they going to bite me?" He whispered. "How do you do this so calmly. I'm sort of freaking out right now. I mean animals are dangerous you never know when they could just-you know?" Easton swallowed hard, starting to get more comfortable. "You're going to miss this place aren't you." Easton gave a sad smile. "I see how you are when you're with the people here. You're happy. I promise we'll come back whenever you want."
He smiled taking the cup, sipping at it gently. A warm smile spread across his face, loving the taste of coffee. "Well if you put that way…it sounds like you want my voice in your head." Nick smirked and sighed. "I think I might be able to. I'll start to practice walking maybe get a little more stable on my feet." He slowly stood up taking him a little bit to balance out. He gave a thumbs up. "Yeah take your time on getting back I'll be fine here don't worry…" He slowly walked over to the window and watched the scenery outside.
The stag twitched beneath Easton's touch but didn't shake him off. Instead he slowly shifted and settled down in the grass, forcing Abrose to sit down next to him and cradle the stag's head in his lap. "To be honest I was as terrified as you were. Before mama died I used to be scared of any animal. She was the one who showed me how to handle them." He smiled softly as he moved his hand to the stag's muzzle, gently stroking back and forth. "Once you learn what they want and don't want, it's not so hard to interact with them." He flicked his gaze up to Easton, breathing in a deep sigh. "You read me too easily, dear." He laughed softly and rested his hand over Easton's "but you're right, I am really going to miss this. This is like a second home to me, and the Mel and everyone else are my second family. They took me in when my family died and have been nothing but kind to me." He smiled softly "we'll be able to visit them more often now that they'll be moving soon after us."
Mel watched as Nick stand, chewing his lip nervously when he saw just how shaky Nick was. He released a small sigh and nodded, sneaking a moment to watch Nick go to the window and look outside. He smiled softly as he watched Nick bathed in sunlight. He shook his head before leaving the room
