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Missing you around D:
//aaah yeah I did promise I'll slowly return, but getting used to working full time with all the work events and all that I barely have time for my hobbies I'm glad if I catch an hour to myself before inevitably falling asleep, but hopefully I could get around to do replies. Who would've thought that adult life is so busy TT
Congratulations! As someone finishing up uni now, I know how it can be and I'm so proud of you!
// thank you so much! I'm sure that you hear it all the time but you can do this! I wish you all the luck with your exams and not sure how it works in your country but if you are picking the questions to answer blindly like we do, I hope you get the ones that you want! <3
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// Iâm more than excited to say that... after a month of non-stop studying,revising and stressing over this whole thing.. I AM DONE WITH UNI. I got my degree, canât believe it! and I am starting my job tomorrow full-time?! like have the stars aligned?
Anywho... Iâll be slowly returning and doing replies! I know itâs been a month and in some cases longer, but if you would like to drop all of the threads we have and start over just let me know! Iâll be doing my best in trying to answer all that I have in my tracker
Wee little update - yes I am still alive :D
//soooo my hands are full, but I promise Iâll get back on here come june (hopefully!) BUT!
I managed to submit my thesis finally, after the supervisor was a bit of a well... annoying letâs just say. However, it means i can attend the school leaving exams now yay.
I managed to move into the leased apartment this weekend
and have three exams in the span of three days.. love the school system.
Still everything is going according to plan! (except the fact i have no free time whatsover, adulting is hard TT)
// A little update! I have officially signed a lease and will be moving out of my dorm come May! Thatâs one less thing to worry about. Now all i need is finish the damn school and get a contract at work and iâll be free!...well somewhat but itâs approaching and I canât wait!
// I am so sorry I have basically gone radio silent, I am two months away from finishing my degree so the work keeps piling up, on top of which I am trying to balance my work life as well as personal (dont get me started on flat hunting) as soon as I have a moment of reprieve I'll try my hardest to return the replies that I owe!
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After the phonecall Enoch had received at the beginning of the week he couldn't possibly focus on anything. He had cut off all ties and burned all bridges from his hometown and his family he never talked to anyone from his family, never even sent or received a Christmas card from them. So when his mother's sister, his aunt, called Enoch to tell him that his mother was at the hospital... He felt the earth vanishing fron underneath his feet. His mother... Was in the hospital.
That day, Enoch woke up very early, in an hour he was barely ever awake, but this night... He barely slept. He felt like he had just closed his eyes but didn't rest, not in one bit. So while it was still dark outside, Enoch slowly slipped off the bed to get dressed.
He looked over to Cornelius, he didn't want to awake him this early, but he silently walked closer to his side of the bed and caressed with his thumb his forehead and leaned in to kiss his head. "I love you..." he whispered and left a small note on his nightstand. He picked up his backpack, placing it over his shoulder and lifted his luggage. He silently closed the door of the master's bedroom and walked down the stairs where a taxi was waiting for him outside.
On the note he had handwritten a few simple words of love to Cornelius. 'I couldn't find it in me to wake you up. We'll talk on the phone, you can call me whenever you have time. I adore you. - yours, Kitten.'
Cornelâs mood plummeted the moment he had heard the dejected voice of his lover. He had heard him like this only few times during their relationship and not once did he like it. It made him all the more glad that he had decided to take the few days off to come and join him in this rural area. Besides it would do them both a little good to be out of the city for a while.
What he didnât expect was the taller boy throwing himself at Cor. Grunting as he caught him, he had to stagger against the nearest pillar when he felt his knee buckle. âKitten.â he breathed trying to set him down gently, ruffling his hair as he regarded him. âDoing a good job at ruining my things, starting with the mental state in the morning, now my knee...whatâs going to be next, hm?â he teased, leaning against the pillar for support. Even though his tone was playful it was clear that the dom was glad he was here, that he saw Enoch, no matter how short the time apart had been.
âWhat do you think, I came to punish you for the stunt you pulled.â he grinned making his limping way over to his bag and sighing as he leaned down to pick it up. However he was stopped midway by the other just pulling him in for a kiss which had the dom hum and raise his eyebrow at him. âPet..you are testing my patience right now.â he warned against the otherâs lips before he pushed himself back. âLetâs get you inside and ...not eating icecream.â Cornel shook his head. Knowing his sub the boy had eaten only the cold delicacy he felt from the otherâs lips and mouth.
âWe both know you canâ eat too much sugar, or youâll be hyper and god knows I canât handle you hyper with my jacked up knee.â he grumbled to himself, finally stepping inside the house and looking around.
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Locke had been on a self-destruct path. Things with Cornel had been good. They had been enjoying each others company, spending time together. For Locke, as much as that should be good, it was making him antsy and reckless. He never had anything this good. His life was a series of bad relationships and being alone. Now that Cornel was around, Locke was just waiting for everything to blow up in his face.Â
He had been working a lot, finding the most complicated and difficult jobs possible. He had been increasingly reckless and would come home beat up, bruised, crashing from the adrenaline high, and would promptly have a few drinks, sometimes more than a few. Locke knew that Cornel had noticed the change in him, but he didnât know what to say or do. He sat drinking a glass of whiskey, he hadnât expected for Cornel to come into the room.Â
âHey handsome.â He murmured.Â
Cornel let out a shuddering breath, a cold shiver running down his spine as he was held. Lockeâs voice brought him comfort alright, but the questions that followed definitely did not. Swallowing thickly he took one more breath before he spoke. âYou know how I never...I didnât really have a serious relationship after early in my life because...â falling silent he just tried to get the jumble of thoughts and memories in order.
âI had a wife and a kid...â he admitted. âThe most beautiful princess under the sun.â a sad smile made his way to his lips as he recalled the memories. âShe loved making wreaths of the wild flowers and made me wear them.....well..It all ended, hunters found them when I was not home.. gave them deaths worth a vampire who wasnât behaving.â licking his lips, he shrugged. âI just...I donât want to get home to the same image with someone I...love.â he admitted after all, the word so quiet that it could be mistaken for him breathing out, but he did admit it out loud. âI care about you Locke, Iâm just scared, okay?â
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â i think i might be in love with you.â
(From Enoch to Cornelius ofc, maybe we could take things a little from the start? Idk, it's up to you! â€ïž)
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Cornel wasnât entirely sure whether it was him or Enoch that made them so distant, but one thing was for sure. He was scared of any further step in their relationship since the last time he let himself be happy and have a family with a human it ended badly. He reckoned that the the fact he was alive was the fact they underestimated his power back then. No matter how much he adored the taller tatted man, he couldnât bring himself to just pursue those feelings for him. He didnât want to be responsible for anything that might happen to him. Not again.
To keep his mind occupied the vampire returned to reading once again, however the classics he owned, no matter how much he adored them, had bored him and he wasnât that opposed to search for a new release to keep him entertained for the day. What he didnât expect was running into the man himself at the front door. He knew that the other had seen him since their eyes had met and it made Cornel cringe on the inside. He wasnât even sure where to pick up the conversation - he had cussed him out after he had confessed his feelings didnât he?
Not having any messages from him, he figured that the man decided to ditch him after his cold shoulder. However awkward it was, it would have been even more so if he didnât say hi when they clearly acknowledged each other. âHello.â he said softly, running a hand through hair, eyes glancing away from him to the books in his hand and then the name tag. âYou...you work here? How come Iâve never seen you around?â there ...this should be a safe conversation right?
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Cornel was not blind to knowing that Hades was a higher being. His blood smelled like nothing he had come across and even if he had a haunch that the name had some meaning to it, he didnât ask. Always being respectful of the later-turned-out God. And he knew how much he liked things of higher quality. Despite his skills in the kitchen he never put himself up on a pedestal, no matter how many times others told him to. Yes he had decades upon decades to master the art of cooking, but it was something he enjoyed and not something he wanted to brag about.
So he didnât find it strange in the slightest when the other took snippets of food whenever he was cooking for the two of them, until today. âYes, guests.â he sighed rearranging the vegetables he had went through painstakingly cutting into shapes. The vampire didnât even remember how he managed to lure the god of the Underworld to his side, but the fact stayed the two enjoyed each otherâs company. Be it the liking to things classy or their personalities being almost the same, he didnât know. Yet, he didnât even second guess it.
âI thought youâd remember.â he pouted a little. It was not always that he introduced people to Leoric. Granted the Viking decided to use his visit by dropping his children off for the weekend, but he knew as well that it must be someone important to the younger vampire. Why would he introduce them together then? To a friend that was with him for majority of his life? Sighing and sliding the dish cloth down from his shoulder he eyed the taller man. âLeo is coming over, remember? Dropping his kids most likely, knowing him.â despite him wanting to hide the disappointed tone, he simply couldnât. Not that he blamed the other, he had many responsibilities after all, but he wished he didnât have to remind him. That he actually remembered, since it wasnât something the vampire took lightly. Glancing around the plates full of snacks ranging from veggies to fruits and even a little with sweets. Just an appetizer the main course was still in the oven.
Hades generally had a good memory but it could be selective at times and while he did have times where he meant it - this wasnât one of those times. The pout on the others lips clearly said it all but the tone let him know exactly how the other was feeling. Hades rarely felt bad for his actions, he thought things through and was calculated but he wasnât perfect. People often thought gods couldnât do any wrong but Hades knew first hand that was a lie. He, himself, had countless corrupted decisions under his belt and he made those decisions for years. Cornel was someone he genuinely enjoyed being around and he should have remembered this date if anything just for the person it belonged to. Knowing it was important to the other he did apologize, another rarity for Hades, âMy apologies⊠A lot on my mind.â Which wasnât a lie but wasnât really the reason. Simply forgetting wasnât going to be his admission though.
A hand over the small of Cornelâs back as Hades moved around him to give the other more space to fix and adjust and plate whatever he needed. âLeo, yes.. Is he aware who I am?â Hades was never really introduced to others friends and families and while he wasnât one to really hide who he was - he certainly wouldnât make a meeting awkward if Leo had no idea who his life long friend was intertwined with. Hades name was tainted, in the past, for good reason. He was more cruel and blood thirsty if he were honest. It didnât mean he was more forgiving now, just more strategic but he knew that assumptions were generally made in one way or another when anyone met him - despite what the new lore might be told. âKidsâŠ? Are they like you?â While he does remember the mention of Leo, he canât remember the mention of kids. Most kids had that sense to them, depending on the age, Hades would either intrigue or scare them out right. More often than not it was a curious reaction but if they were more along the vampire route - well, he wasnât really sure how that would go. Magical kids were unpredictable. âAnd how long are they going to be staying with you?â Because, while Hades could get Cornel into the underworld with ease, he would not risk having children that didnât belong in such a place.
Hades instilled fear into just about everyone he met, fear or infatuation and that mostly depended on how intuitive the other was and if they were any kind of supernatural being, it was usually fear. He felt that rolling off Leo and it was certainly one person he didnât want to fear him, sure Hades could scorch every dried vein in the others body in under a second - but he wouldnât. A soft nod at the firm handshake and that made him feel that by the end of the night fear might not be a thought. The information offered up had Hades eyebrows raise a bit following Leoâs gaze to Cornel, a small hint of a smile at the corner of his lips, âIâm certain some would say the same about me.â Which was the absolute truth and Hades did have people close to him even if he never admitted to being friends with them.
Following the other into the living room and a bit more of a smile than before at the comment, âI suppose youâre right, that is how gods and kings back then winded down.â Although Hades had never been that kind of god, Hades was feared now but it was multiplied by the thousands in that day and age, the lore of death still being discovered and decided. Blue eyes went slightly wide at the glare, a hand rubbing the back of his own neck with a soft breath out, so he did notice. Leo clearly felt comfortable in Cornels home so he didnât feel the need to sit with him and would let Cornel sit first so Hades could either take a seat next to him or the adjacent chair. The quiet âyes.sirâ had Hades give a soft smile, about to lean in and press a kiss to the side of Cornels neck when the nickname was said, which had him look at Leo from under his brow as he had his head slightly bend to say the word, it was a firm gaze at the other and when he corrected himself he eased up, he had let Cornel go moments ago and reached for three glasses, âIâd say it takes a certain finesse, one I certainly donât plan on showing you.â A full smile breaking with a quiet chuckle as he grabbed the bottle of whiskey and poured Cornel half a glass of it, âAnd Leo? The same? Or are you not drinking?â Pouring himself just two fingers of the drink and fully prepared for her Leo what he wanted before coming to join the two and take his part in what Cornel had prepared now that he was allowed.
In just a small amount of time a lot had been revealed to Hades, he knew being together was certainly something but he never expected someone to be genuinely happy with him - and there was still plenty of time for that to falter but Hades held onto the guilt from centuries ago with his late wife. Leo probably knew Cornel better than anyone, better than Hades even thought and it did mean a lot to him that things were noticed right away, that Cornel seemed happy and he hoped he could keep it that way. Well aware that ups and downs were inevitable but there were certainly strong feeling that he had for the vampire and he wasnât exactly ready to put words behind it but he was very self aware of them.
Leoric looked from one man to the other, mouth slightly agape as Corâs cheeks heated up with the remark from Hades. Indeed there was a finesse needed - after all their relationship was, well a little unconventional. Even Cornel didnât know he liked half of the stuff the two of them did, but here he was, willingly submitting to the taller man. Not that it would have been different, when it came to the same sex relationship. He wasnât handy enough and would gladly give the reigns to someone else, but the other things, oh..with heightened senses as his it was a whole new experience.
Still Leoric seemed to picked up on the undertone of that sentence, no matter how innocent it sounded. âYou sly dog, C.â he grinned at his friend giving his back a slap that had the vampire in question wince. He might have heal fast but that didnât mean that the remnants from their fun werenât still there. The notion alone had the viking smirk. âShould have known you would be into that kinky shit.â he mused eyes sparkling. âIf I had I would have shown you.â he winked before turning to Hades with a shake of his head.
âCorny should have a bottle of vodka somewhere just for me.â he glanced at the silent vampire whose face was almost beet red. Although he did nod when Leoric mentioned the stronger alcohol.
âYes...itâs...itâs on the shelf, s...um..â he sighed shaking his head. Hadesâ presence behind his back was like a switch had flipped in his mind and he was struggling to keep up face in front of his closest friend. Granted he knew that Leo dabbled into anything and everything and he wasnât surprised with how old he was, but there was something to showing him this side of himself.
âitâs alright Corny.â the viking mused. âYou can call me Sir too.â that had the shorter of the two glare and hit him over the head grumbling about what a tease he was .
âAs if Iâd ever submit to you, you oaf.â
âMmmm you did...couple of times if I remember correctly.â the viking was enjoying it way too much.
âThat..that was different, Leo.â he pleaded. âplease..you are here to meet Hades, not discuss what we do behind closed doors, yes?â
âAlright, alright, I know how private you get...you and your..venetian upbringing.â he rolled his eyes turning in his seat to look at Hades. âA shot of vodka, if I could.. â turning back to Cor. âYou have any ale left from my last visit? That thing was delicious.â
âUnfortunately no, you drank it all.â he sighed, turning to look at Hades. âPlease come sit down and enjoy the meal.. Iâve prepared it as much for you as I did for him.â he pleaded, hoping that the two could keep themselves entertained without him having to embarrass himself further.
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Cornel was not blind to knowing that Hades was a higher being. His blood smelled like nothing he had come across and even if he had a haunch that the name had some meaning to it, he didnât ask. Always being respectful of the later-turned-out God. And he knew how much he liked things of higher quality. Despite his skills in the kitchen he never put himself up on a pedestal, no matter how many times others told him to. Yes he had decades upon decades to master the art of cooking, but it was something he enjoyed and not something he wanted to brag about.
So he didnât find it strange in the slightest when the other took snippets of food whenever he was cooking for the two of them, until today. âYes, guests.â he sighed rearranging the vegetables he had went through painstakingly cutting into shapes. The vampire didnât even remember how he managed to lure the god of the Underworld to his side, but the fact stayed the two enjoyed each otherâs company. Be it the liking to things classy or their personalities being almost the same, he didnât know. Yet, he didnât even second guess it.
âI thought youâd remember.â he pouted a little. It was not always that he introduced people to Leoric. Granted the Viking decided to use his visit by dropping his children off for the weekend, but he knew as well that it must be someone important to the younger vampire. Why would he introduce them together then? To a friend that was with him for majority of his life? Sighing and sliding the dish cloth down from his shoulder he eyed the taller man. âLeo is coming over, remember? Dropping his kids most likely, knowing him.â despite him wanting to hide the disappointed tone, he simply couldnât. Not that he blamed the other, he had many responsibilities after all, but he wished he didnât have to remind him. That he actually remembered, since it wasnât something the vampire took lightly. Glancing around the plates full of snacks ranging from veggies to fruits and even a little with sweets. Just an appetizer the main course was still in the oven.
Hades generally had a good memory but it could be selective at times and while he did have times where he meant it - this wasnât one of those times. The pout on the others lips clearly said it all but the tone let him know exactly how the other was feeling. Hades rarely felt bad for his actions, he thought things through and was calculated but he wasnât perfect. People often thought gods couldnât do any wrong but Hades knew first hand that was a lie. He, himself, had countless corrupted decisions under his belt and he made those decisions for years. Cornel was someone he genuinely enjoyed being around and he should have remembered this date if anything just for the person it belonged to. Knowing it was important to the other he did apologize, another rarity for Hades, âMy apologies⊠A lot on my mind.â Which wasnât a lie but wasnât really the reason. Simply forgetting wasnât going to be his admission though.
A hand over the small of Cornelâs back as Hades moved around him to give the other more space to fix and adjust and plate whatever he needed. âLeo, yes.. Is he aware who I am?â Hades was never really introduced to others friends and families and while he wasnât one to really hide who he was - he certainly wouldnât make a meeting awkward if Leo had no idea who his life long friend was intertwined with. Hades name was tainted, in the past, for good reason. He was more cruel and blood thirsty if he were honest. It didnât mean he was more forgiving now, just more strategic but he knew that assumptions were generally made in one way or another when anyone met him - despite what the new lore might be told. âKidsâŠ? Are they like you?â While he does remember the mention of Leo, he canât remember the mention of kids. Most kids had that sense to them, depending on the age, Hades would either intrigue or scare them out right. More often than not it was a curious reaction but if they were more along the vampire route - well, he wasnât really sure how that would go. Magical kids were unpredictable. âAnd how long are they going to be staying with you?â Because, while Hades could get Cornel into the underworld with ease, he would not risk having children that didnât belong in such a place.
A hum left him as Cornel scrunched the back of his shirt, how something like that was a form of communication Hades might not ever wrap his mind around that one - and he was practically all knowing. âItâll be fine..â Soft words of reassurance spoken. With or without the kids - it would be fine, with or without guests for a few days, it would be fine⊠Hades let up a soft laugh and shrugged a shoulder, unlinking his fingers from the others back as he moved away, âOf course I would.. I can always return rather quickly if I had toâŠâ Hades could travel the world in just seconds, if something urgent did come up he knew he would be able to be here majority of the time.
As Cornel went to get the door Hades did take one more piece of food from the finished platter, straightening his shirt a bit and adjusting the sleeves to be rolled to his elbows. A soft snort of a laugh coming up hearing the endearing nickname - tucking that away for a later date. Hades made himself known, just coming up a few seconds once he was spotted, he took the man in at face value - it was hard not to read into someoneâs soul at first meet, even if he was a life long friend of Cornelâs, it was almost as if he wanted to be sure. He didnât dare though, the thought was there but he did trust Cornel and he would have to welcome whoever was part of his life the way Leo was. âPleasure to meet you, Leo, Iâve heard quite a bit about you and your familyâŠâ His smile soft but genuine as he held his hand out to the other once Cornel introduced them, letting his other hand rest on the small of Cornelâs back. It wasnât in a possessive way but for his own comfort he supposed, letting it drop once Cornel moved to tend to the food once more.
âYouâre more than welcome to run but Cornel has made a feast - a literal feast and I donât want to spend my night being force fed if I donât have to.â Hades senses were something he could tune into - it wasnât that he heard everything but being in the same room - a whisper wouldnât be missed, âWould you like a drink?â Offering to the both of them, coming back to Cornel and whispering a soft âSit.â in his ear, he had done enough and more than, Hades could handle drinks and plating food while the two caught up a bit and it wasnât like Hades was far if the conversation involved him.
Despite being almost the same height the viking shivered as soon as he felt that piercing gaze on him. He might have fought the Romans, been in multitude of wars but this man...this god was something else, he felt as if his soul was scrutinized and he subconsciously moved closer to Cornel only to have his short friend disappear off to his kitchen. Leoric wasnât all too bad, after all he had helped straighten Corâs act after the disaster in Venice, but it didnât mean that he hadnât committed any sins. Swallowing thickly he gripped the otherâs offered hand in tight hold of his own. He didnât have to worry about his vampiric strength after all - so what humans might consider too firm of a handshake could have passed as regular between the supernaturals.
âI did hear a lot about you too.â The blonde admitted, a soft chuckle escaping him making his beard shake as well. âPleasure is all mine. To be honest I was quite eager to meet you, I havenât seen Cornel this happy...ever.â he admitted glancing at the dark haired man, hoping that the other was occupied as not to hear him.
At the mention of the feast Leoricâs mood lifted back to his usual jovial self. Even if he didnât need to eat food he always enjoyed Corâs creations. Shifting about the livingroom he knew as his own the viking sat on the couch grinning up at the two. âHis food is phenomenal, I donât think that would be all too bad.â he mused.
While that was going down Cor was trying to calm himself down. He wouldnât lie but the two of them meeting was a huge deal. Still the comment about being happy went right over his head, the feeling of Hadesâ hand on his low back still present as he grumbled when he spotted another missing piece from one of the platters. If Leoric wasnât around he would have cussed the god out. Holding two of the trays that he had prepared he placed them on the coffee table giving a small harsh glare towards the dark man to let him know he knew.
âI thought we would have a full house so I ...prepared a little too much.â he admitted shivering in delight when he felt the taller manâs presence behind him. âBut....â knowing that not listening was not an option he mumbled a quiet yes, sir before he plopped down on the couch near Leo who was gawking at the two. Glancing from one to the other in silent shock.
âYo, H,â he paled, realizing he had just given the god of the Underworld, a nickname. Clearing his throat. ââmean Hades...youâll have to teach me your tricks. Cornel..listening to someone is a ..well i can count on my fingers how often it happened.â
âOh shove it Leo.â Cornel grumbled reaching over to grab a cheese stick, trying to avoid either of their gazes. âCan you get me whisky, I have a feeling I might need it with him here.â
(It won't leave my head) There hadn't been an omega born in the Royal family for over a hundred years. Every Royal in the kingdom had been an alpha or a beta. That was until Robin came along. The first omega prince. It meant unlike his brothers, he was raised differently. The plans for him were always going to be different. But Robin didn't mind. He was happy and he was loved by his family. There was no reason for him to think otherwise. As he grew older, his brother all were mated for the sake of the kingdom. Their omegas moving to their kingdom so Robin knew that by the time it was his turn, he would have to move to his prospective mates kingdom. It was merely a matter of when and who the only omega prince would be sent to.
When Robin's kingdom began talks of an alliance with another kingdom, he knew that one of the options would be for Robin to be a gift. He was actually exicited about the prospect. Everytime his brother and father went to talks with the kingdom, Robin would ask for every detail about the king. About whether he would be sent there. The talks began drawing an end, the alliance was agreed and Robin was finally allowed to attend.
All of his brothers went this time and his father stayed to run the kingdom. Robin, with two of his brothers were ushered into a library while Felix and Cain finished the talks with the king. Robin was gladly keeping himself entertained as he looked at all the different book, even reading some of them. Whereas Seth and Xander chatted between themselves.
Felix and Cain gladly finished the alliance with Cornel. Signing the various documents and finalising all the terms of the alliance. When it was all finished, Felix was the one to bring up a final item. "Now it is customary for our kingdom to provide a gift to those we make alliances with. We thought long and hard about what would be most suitable for yourself, your highness." Felix began saying as they started walking to the library. "We understand how your kingdom views omegas and understand that you are without one. So we would like you to meet our brother, Robin." Felix smiled as he opened the door to reveal where Robin was examining a shelf of books. "He's an omega and without an alpha. And our kingdom's gift to you."
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The older brothers all thanked Cornel for the offer of being allowed to stay. It definitely was something they appreciated since it was a long trip back. Robin however wanted to start spending more time with the alpha, just the alpha. Without his brothers around were he would be worried about how they might think of him acting. Well they all had omegas, surely they would understand him being all over his alpha. After all heâd spent years with his brothers and this was his first time with Cornel. That was much more important to Robin than saying goodbye to his brothers.
Robinâs eyes lit up when Cornel called the servants by name and invited them to join them. Robin insisted on knowing everyone by name. They were his equals in his eyes. So to have a king that held those same values, it made Robin feel so happy. âPlease join us. Iâm more than happy for you to join us.â Robin chirped. He was more than content to have them join them. In fact he wouldnât mind if this became a regular thing. It gave the room more atmosphere, and more people to talk to. But then as Robin looked at all the seats and the people who needed seats. There wasnât enough. So without hesitation, Robin moved himself on to Cornelâs lap so there was plenty of room for everyone. A dark blush form on his cheeks but this way everyone could sit.
Biting his lip at the choice of what to do, Robin hadnât thought that far truthfully. âUmm I just want to spend time with you. Just us. Like talking with you. Or maybe go for a walk. Or I umm not sure. What sort of things do you like to do or do here? Iâve spent a lot of time in the gardens and library today. I didnât really do any other exploring.â Robin said softly. He stuck his tongue out as he tried to think more of what they could do. But it was hard to think of something when he didnât know anything about his alpha. âMaybe we could dance or something?â
Cornel was about to go and fetch a chair from one of the sitting rooms - sure it would have been more fancy but that didnât matter to him. All he wanted to do was have all of the hungry residents of the castle to get to their meals. Starting to stand up he was pressed into the seat with the omegaâs weight on his thighs. Frowning and looking down he settled in his chair once again, arms wrapping around the otherâs form.
It was confusing, he wonât lie, but feeling him in his lap, his scent mixing with his own, it just...felt right. Donât take him wrong Cornel was far from being a virgin, but this, it felt like something you read in books about. Leaning back and letting his hand rest across the otherâs thighs he settled him against his chest, feeling the warmth of the otherâs cheeks.
Humming he let his fingers brush against his legs as he thought about Robinâs question. âAlright, I can have that arranged.â he nodded softly as if agreeing with himself before meeting his eyes with a smile. If that was what brought happiness to the omega, spending quality time with him, then so be it. Even if it meant his otter matters would have to wait. Tightening his hold on him and pressing him closer he chuckled. âWell... you already did most of what I do when I have the time..I adore the gardens, and reading is my favourite evening activity.â he mused just drinking in his features that he was so close. âI could give you a tour of the castle if your brothers would allow?â the last question a tad louder so it reached the other end of the table as well.
Even if he wanted to do nothing else but claim and own the man in his lap, he still respected the otherâs family and himself. âUnless you would rather do something else, pretty little omega.â he growled lowly pressing his lips to his temple. Not going to lie having him plopped in his lap made thinking harder than it should be.
(Sorry couldn't resist. Feel free to ignore) Robin had been spending more and more time round Cornel's. In fact he practically lived there and was rarely at his home now. Most of the time Robin kept to himself or did as he was told. But that day, he'd wanted to suprise Cornel. The idea had been there for a while and he simply couldn't shake it. Besides he was feeling particularly seasonal so who was he to ignore that feeling. So Robin began to bake in the kitchen. Of course there was a lot of rummaging around as he failed to find everything. But eventually he had all the ingredients he wanted and began making the gingerbread. a simple idea of a house and version's of them. The flour got dropped, the icing made a mess and there was sprinkles everywhere by the time he was done. Plus there was all the washing up still to do. But he was proud of his creations, unaware of the mess on himself, particularly the flour on his nose. When he heard the door open, he was still adding some finishing touches but still his smile got bigger. "Sir!" He called out. "I made you something." He said proudly.
@magical-boy-toys
Cornel had no idea what compelled him to allow Robin to stay at his home. Granted, before he had met the boy and actually started their little arrangement, the house never felt like a home. Not until that little thing weaseled his way into his heart somehow and actually decorated the house a tad more. The throw pillows were a nice addition he wonât lie there and even if there was no need for any thing other he found his house swarmed with little things that reminded him of Robin. Besides his presence that is. That boy was more at his place than in his flat above his shop.
And he had expected him to be in the said shop when he returned after the last mission he was sent out on. Seriously, one would think that mob boss high as this would know what to say to whom before the information got to the wrong people, but alas, at least he paid well. Cor was beyond tired and all he wanted to do was just spend a nice few hours in his tub and then perhaps tend to his garden but what he came home to was a thing he hadnât expected.
His lovely kitchen, that he kept so meticulously clean and didnât allow anyone in, really - not even his best friend, looked as if a bomb went off in it. Eggshells lining the counter in the heaps of flower that made the dark marble look more white than its original color. Was that cinnamon in there too? AndâŠoh lord donât tell me that the stuff on the cabinetsâ doors is honey. âPet.â he breathed just standing in the doorway, bag still slung over his shoulder and staring at the kitchen with raising disbelief. His eyes wide mouth slightly agape before he zeroed in on the man of question. âWhat did you do to my kitchen?â
Robin looked up at him and smiled softly. It was nice that he didnât have to hide it anymore. He could be more open about all of it, no more secrets which God heâd struggled with so much. âI think we need to talk about my magic though. Cause its always been a bit broken. Doesnât necessarily work how it should do and then reacts to strong emotions. But thereâs also this gift of seeing the future. And I think I should explain that cause its be scary when it happens and youâre not me.â Robin admitted. Sure his family were used to it now but when it first happened, they had all freaked out that Robin was in some kind of danger. âAnd I always thought you just liked me being disoriented.â Robin smiled.
As Cornel showered, Robin began trying to remove his flowers. He was used to it now, correcting his mistakes. It was one of the few spells he knew by heart and could do without mistakes. He had to be able to fix things, otherwise God knows what heâd cause. He could really do some damage. That was the last thing Robin wanted. By the time Cornel was done in the shower, the flowers were completely gone.
Robin skipped over to the kitchen, beaming at Cornel as he slid into one of the stools to watch the other make breakfast for them. âDeal. But I get extra kisses for itâŠcause its not like I donât eat all together. I have snacks most days.â Robin said, thinking it.wasnt a big deal. He simply didnât have time most days, his work took priority and that was that. When he saw the food, he couldnât help but smile. âLooks great. Thank you.â
Seeing that the flowers were gone by the time he returned to the kitchen he gave the boy a small smile as he prepared their breakfast, giving him the task of decorating his own yogurt with the fresh fruits. Letting him choose whatever fruits he wanted to have from the pile in his fridge and on the counter. Going around he did prepare breakfast for himself that was a little on the saltier side with a piece of bread and cheese and olives, sneaking in bites between readying Robinâs.
âAre you trying to barter with me, pet?â he teased looking up at him with his own twinkle in his eyes. His gaze snatching on the pink collar that was proudly displayed on the otherâs throat, still not believing that this boy, right in front of him was his. That the other wanted to be with him. The smile falling from his lips for the briefest of moments. He had seen his eyes...but he had yet to see his scars. Swallowing thickly he pushed the bowl of yogurt and oats towards Robin with a small spoon so he could eat.
âExtra kisses, though? is that the currency that you get paid with at the shop too? Not sure I like the thought of that.â He hummed taking another bite, adding some vegetables as well to help it down the throat. âDo you want some tea with that?â he offered already filling up the kettle with water for himself. The vampire tried his hardest to keep the dark thoughts at bay. The boy chose him...he wanted to be with him so there was no point in overthinking this right? He wouldnât bail on him as soon as he saw how scarred he was, would he?
@cornelthecursed (donât even ask me what this is, I just⊠Felt like it I guess?)
After the phonecall Enoch had received at the beginning of the week he couldnât possibly focus on anything. He had cut off all ties and burned all bridges from his hometown and his family he never talked to anyone from his family, never even sent or received a Christmas card from them. So when his motherâs sister, his aunt, called Enoch to tell him that his mother was at the hospital⊠He felt the earth vanishing fron underneath his feet. His mother⊠Was in the hospital.
That day, Enoch woke up very early, in an hour he was barely ever awake, but this night⊠He barely slept. He felt like he had just closed his eyes but didnât rest, not in one bit. So while it was still dark outside, Enoch slowly slipped off the bed to get dressed.
He looked over to Cornelius, he didnât want to awake him this early, but he silently walked closer to his side of the bed and caressed with his thumb his forehead and leaned in to kiss his head. âI love youâŠâ he whispered and left a small note on his nightstand. He picked up his backpack, placing it over his shoulder and lifted his luggage. He silently closed the door of the masterâs bedroom and walked down the stairs where a taxi was waiting for him outside.
On the note he had handwritten a few simple words of love to Cornelius. âI couldnât find it in me to wake you up. Weâll talk on the phone, you can call me whenever you have time. I adore you. - yours, Kitten.â
Cornel stopped breathing for a second when the other struggled to voice why he had left in such a hurry that Cornel couldnât know what was happening. Trying to hear every word that came out of the otherâs mouth. âWell, pet I am. Because I thoughtâŠgods after what we went through and you not being here justâŠ.scared me.â he admitted running his hand through his locks once again. A beep indicating that he had another call but he didnât care - Enoch was the most important one here.
âEnoch.â he sighed, he understood that this was difficult for him, but they were partners, were they not? He thought Enoch would come to him with any struggles that he might have, but instead he had ran off. Granted he understood why - having your family in hospital is never easyâŠhell he had had his grandfather there multiple times, but he couldnât imagine what it was like for Enoch. During the exams nonetheless.
âAlright, pet. Stay safe, hm? I will make sure that you donât fail at school.â he offered sitting up on his bed. Even if Enoch might not know it, but the ex-mob boss was already planning on looking up where he was and bringing over for support. HE knew that the other didnât have the best of relationships with his family, so Cor didnât want to leave him alone with them.
The moment he said it, the moment he had it out of his chest, Enoch felt lighter on his feet. It was stupid of him not to share it or talk about it with Cornelius, it was toxic to just keep it in but when it came to matters of his family that reached him Enoch was turning back to his toxic traits.
âI will make it up to you daddy when I return, I promise.â he spoke softly and lovingly, hating himself for worrying Cornelius so much. âIâm already missing you.â he confessed as he looked down, caressing with his fingertips the counter. But Cornelius saying his name⊠Always sent shivers down his spine and they were always welcomed.
Enoch took a deep breath and nodded his head. âI will, promise youâll do that same.â he couldnât lie but he was a little worried when Cornelius was alone, well after everything that had happened. âIâm hoping that I wonât have any problem when it comes to school but thank you. I love you daddy.â he said in a very adoring manner. ââŠtalk to you later,I love you.â he smiled and ended the call.
He had turned and now was leaning with his back against the counter, ahead of him was the entire house⊠That old house⊠How lonely he was feeling, how long had it been since he was here⊠This town⊠He hated it, every bit of it, every house, every street, every person in it. If it burned to the ground one day, Enoch would even care. He held his phone close to his chest and took a deep breath, he needed to unpack and take a shower, baby steps even though he was feeling extremely numb. And so, Enoch pulled himself out of the kitchen grabbed his luggage and walked up the stairs. This house was filled with terrible memories, none of which was making him wanting to stay longer. He passed his parentâs bedroom,the bed was made, everything looked clean. Right across the hall was his bedroom, he opened the door and suddenly everything came rushing back to him, it was left, exactly how he had left it.
âYou better do, kitten, because you are in a big trouble.â he chided the other a little more with a playful undertone to the whole thing. He wouldnât be too severe in punishing him after all, he adored the boy way too much to hurt him all too badly. âI love you too, kitten. Remember to stay safe.â he reminded him as he sat up on the bed again. Hearing the call end he sighed going about his morning routine, hitting the gym, but the thoughts of Enoch some place alone, where he didnât feel quite comfortable in had him on edge. It wasnât long before he had called up Leo to ask for information of Enochâs whereabouts.
Hours later the ex-mob boss was sitting in his car, overnight bag at the back as he drove out of the town they lived in and in the direction where Enoch was at the current moment. Maybe he didnât have his parents, but Cornel wouldnât let Enoch go through this alone. Not to mention he needed to punish him for that stunt of scaring him. That was the main reason of course - the punishment. Not the fact that he cared about him.
Still sooner than later he had pulled up in front of the old house. Getting out of the car he regarded it before he took the bag and walked up to the front door, knocking. Knowing Enoch he would be surprised all too much at his appearance. He guessed at a tight hug and being swarmed with kisses.
