There was more than enough chaos going round what with there being three Gilgameshes and…an alarming amount of Arturias. The situation was, of course, made worse by the simple fact that the former would always pursue the latter, no matter what shape, form, or method, with a limited amount of success.
In fact, such success was so unreachable, so out-of-this-world, so unthinkable, that nobody in Chaldea could imagine the blue Saber ever letting Gilgamesh’s mouth land on her lips.
But she did.
The whole world’s gravity shifted. Staff stopped typing at their computers. Servants’ hair stood on end. Ritsuka felt his jaw drop. No one, absolutely no one could even breathe. Not for the next minute.
And then the bluest Arturia pulled away, loosening her grip on the wide collar of Caster’s nonsensical vest.
Several crashes resounded through the hallways as the Earth began to turn again. Shakespeare tripped over Hans. Iskandar bellowed an unwarranted congratulations that rendered both Ozymandias and Napoleon deaf. Phantom screamed an unholy chorus of Christines. Mash’s shield clanged onto the floor as Ritsuka innocently turned toward her. Every Berserker began to howl amidst the chaos.
Seemingly, the only truly unaffected person in the entirety of Humanity’s last bastion, was Arturia herself. She calmly retreated without a sound, leaving behind a slightly flushed CasGil who gently held two fingers to his lips. Caster seemed like he was lost in a world of his own, completely oblivious to the teasing of a laughing Lancer Cú and the slaps on the back from an ecstatic King of Conquerors.
“So…” said the youngest of the Gilgameshes, kicking up non-existing dust while his lovely flower fanned her burning blush away. Lily had reacted to “the kiss” the least violently out of all her counterparts, fainting instead of deciding to go on a manhunt. In Ko-gil’s opinion, hers was a reaction a little more appropriate than what the other kids proceeded to do.
Nursery Rhyme was still screaming incoherently as she scrambled between covering Jack’s eyes or her mouth. Alexander had his face frozen with his tongue out and was slowly turning greener by the second. Sétanta was wringing his hands, shouting his fifteenth “EW!” as he jumped around.
But now that Lily was awake again and her blush was beginning to subside, Ko-gil had a chance to act on his envy.
“...Can I get one too?” he asked slowly, tilting his head to his head to the side as the taller girl turned to look at him.
Lily froze faster than water in a snowstorm. For a while, the child in modern clothes wondered if she had even heard him. By the blank expression on her face, it sure didn’t seem that way.
A beat. Two.
“E-ehh?!?”
Lily’s fair skin glowed tomato red for a second time, blood rushing up all the way to her ears. However, the tiny Archer was unfazed, tilting his head a little further with a smile like sunshine on his face. She could be so cute sometimes, and so pretty. Ko-gil really did think she was like a white flower bud about to bloom. This time, however, he supposed she was more like a rose bud with how red she was getting.
Arturia Lily floundered around, her arms flying in front of her face. Whatever grace and poise her foster mother and Merlin had instilled in her evaporated in an instant. Meanwhile, the nicest Gilgamesh kept up his tiny grin, making her realize he was being serious.
“W-well…” the young squire started, shyly twiddling her fingers. The small Archer looked up at her expectantly.
“To be completely honest, Ko-gil, I think we’re a bit too young?” she said, a little doubtful of her own words. Servants were a little tricky when it came to age, but she was sure she still classified as a child, and so did Ko-gil. It was literally in his name.
The boy pouted before she even finished her explanation. “Aw, come on, Lily, it's just an innocent kiss,” he reasoned, folding his arms. Lily thought it wise not to comment on how much he resembled his older self (the one with the updo, who had been leaning on the wall after 'the kiss', looking a little disgruntled).
“Still,” she argued back, still fanning her face as Ko-gil’s pout increased in intensity. The bluest King of Knights used to complain about how much of a brat both adult Gilgameshes could be. Apparently those tendencies took root a little earlier in life, even if Ko-gil was still the most polite of the three. And the sweetest. And the cutest.
Bollocks. Lily said internally, mimicking her older brother’s exasperated tone. What am I thinking? Ah, no, no, no. A king should be more resolute. But then…
Lily’s shoulders slumped as she gave a heavy sigh. She motioned for the smaller boy to come forward, heart once again beating like a frantic rabbit’s.
His pout now replaced by a charming grin, Ko-gil got on his toes and puckered up, only to feel her hands gently pushing his bangs away. Not a moment later, a soft set of lips landed on his forehead for a brief, but precious, second.
And then Lily stiffened like a board, scrambled to find words to say, and bailed. She ran, probably to Merlin, with her hands covering a furiously blushing face.
Ko-gil stood stunned as Alexander and Sétanta erupted into a fit of hoots and hollers. He didn’t move even as his two friends poked and prodded him, busy holding two gentle hands to where Artoria Lily had bestowed upon him a kiss. Slowly, his face began to color, his skin burning with a feeling somewhere between happiness and embarrassment.
Sétanta’s glance traveled between the frozen Ko-gil and Caster Gil. The latter still stood with a hand to his lips in the middle of the hallway, steady as stone while Cú Chulainn snapped his fingers in front of his face. Iskandar met Alexander’s eyes. They both shrugged. Guess it was a Gilgamesh trait, no matter what age.
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Hope u liked this! Haven't written pure fluff in a while lmao
ty for the ask!!!
