Valentine's Day
Happy Valentine's Day! I will be posting the first part of my Valentine's Day fic now, and later, I will edit it so that it has the rest of the fic later as I just need to go through it and update the grammar, so please ignore this until this message has been deleted. I just want to upload some now as it is a Valentine's Day fic and today is Valentine's Day.
This is a fic between König (called Konrad in the fic as his name changes depending on if he is at work or at home as he puts on a different persona for work) and an OC called Aster. This is part of my series for my Rewrite AU, where I rewrite COD as I do not like MWIII and have so many ideas for the series.
A love-drunk smile had taken over his face as he placed the last of the boxes on the mat that was nestled in front of the door. Konrad gently closed the door behind him as he pushed his keys through the hole to lock it once more. He was happy with himself, and his smile only grew as he heard a meow from behind him as little paws tapped against the hardwood floor in his direction.
He turned around to see the little cat that was meowing at him for its normal welcome home scratches.
“Hallo, kleine. Have you been looking after everything while I’ve been gone?” Konrad asked as he knelt down to meet the cat at their level so he could give them the attention they pestered for.
“Now you need to be quiet for vati. I have a surprise that I do not need you setting off. Think you can do it Blitz?” he asked the cat as if it was a child that needed to keep a secret.
The cat only meowed in return; a satisfied huff left his lips.
“Liebling, I’m back.” Konrad called out as he stood back up.
No response. Odd, but maybe they could not hear him.
“Mein Stein?” Konrad called out again as his paranoia started to spike.
Still nothing.
“Hallo?” He continued to call out as he rushed down the hallway to the lounge.
Once he got to their lounge, he could not see a thing. It was like the whole place had been shrouded by darkness compared to their hallway, which had been lit as usual.
“Aster? Is everything okay?” Konrad asked as he walked around the living room to the light switch but to also try and find him as his worry continued to grow.
“Liebling, where are you?!” he shouted as his worry jumped to the next level, thinking that something horrid had happened while he was gone; he had made a lot of enemies after all.
“Konrad! I am here, do not worry.” A voice called out as he heard them walk out of the doorway of the dimly lit kitchen.
“Well, why are all the lights off then? And why didn’t you answer?” Konrad grumbled, his worry slowly disappearing to be replaced by annoyance and anger.
“Stop! I am sorry! I was busy doing something, and I was playing music through them, so I did not switch it off and hear you until Snow knocked me! Just do not turn them on!” Aster shrieked as even in the dark he could see that his boyfriend was going to turn on the light.
“Liebling, why wouldn’t I? I can barely see in front of my nose; it’s that dark in here.” Konrad shook his head as he flicked the light on to illuminate the room.
As soon as the light hit his boyfriend he understood why Aster had said to keep the lights off. The shorter man stood a few feet in front of him; his black but greyed hair was tied into a makeshift bun as loose, curly strands sprung loose. Konrad saw the bloodied apron -the only assumption he could make as the poor apron was covered in a red liquid- that covered the front of Aster’s body to hide the ill-fitting clothes of Konrad’s that he wore beneath it.
“I am so sorry.” He apologised as he turned around to stare at the wall instead of at him. “I’m looking away, I promise.” “It is why I told you to not turn the lights on,” Aster sighed.
Aster rushed to one of the cabinets they had in the lounge to store documents and supplies that also displayed the pictures and figurines of different anime characters on top. Konrad heard the rustling as Aster looked underneath the stacks of documents before he moved to the cleaning supplies that he removed and put back in with a thud. Then there was a collection of bangs as doors and drawers were searched, accompanied by some more rustling.
“I can not find one!” Aster screeched as he continued with his search.
“Have you checked the top right drawer?” Konrad proposed the idea of checking it.
“Yes, of course I have!” Aster snapped like he had been called idiotic.
“If you need me to I’ll go to the bedroom and grab one.” Konrad offered as he turned the balls of his foot in the direction of the stairs.
“No! I do not need you running after me because I am an idiot and forgot where I put my own veils,” Aster shook his head, his words between a sigh and a grumble.
“Don’t degrade yourself for a slip-up. And are you sure you checked the draw properly? There should be two under my journal,” Konrad responded, as he had been sure that he had put some in the cabinet in case there were ever any surprise guests.
He heard no response in return as he heard the drawer be opened once more. More rustling. Then some grumbles he could not understand that were followed by the drawer shutting again.
“Found it?” Konrad asked to confirm before he counted down for when he could turn around.
“Yes,” Aster muttered, “Thank you”
“See, I told you! You shouldn’t worry about this. I always have one around here somewhere for you. I probably have enough of them to veil a whole church,” Konrad shook his head as he sighed to himself.
Konrad listened as he watched the wall. He heard as the fabric rustled before pins clipped it into place, but he dared not to turn around just yet. He waited as he knew that it took time to make sure everything was in place.
“Aster?” Konrad asked after a minute.
“Yes?” Aster replied, his voice tinted with worry as he knew what was going to be asked.
“Why are you covered in blood?” Konrad asked as he tried not to sound too judgemental or curious.
“Just listen-”
“If you need me to hide a body, you could have just said. I don’t need you pulling your back out again because you don’t want to bother me,” Konrad cut Aster off before the shorter man got to explain.
“No, it is not a dead body,” Aster replied with a huff, as that was Konrad’s first thought, “Why is your first thought me killing someone?”
“It’s you,” Konrad replied
“Eh- Fair enough,” Aster agreed as he knew there was no arguing with that statement.
“You once told those stupid village hormone goblins that if they tried to steal our fruits again, you’d turn them into soap bars that you’d sell to their mothers. I’ve seen what you do to people on the field. I wouldn’t be surprised if you caught them stealing today and went along with your promise,” Konrad went on to drive his point in.
“I was frustrated since they took my perfectly good tomatoes. They were for my jambalaya! What were those brats going to use them for?! Throw them at Mrs. Dobler because they think that the old crone is a witch?!” Aster rolled his eyes as he squawked on.
“Why are you covered in blood then?” Konrad sighed as he was still curious as to where the blood was from.
“It does not matter,” Aster dismissed him.
“And where are the boys? Aeolus has normally come running to me by now, don’t tell me that it’s their blood,” Konrad groaned; he was ready to kill Aster if anything had happened to the boys; he had grown quite attached after all.
“No. I know I am horrid, but I am not that bad. This is just some tomato juice and blood from some meat. The three of them are at the Wieser’s home for the night,” Aster replied; he was offended that Konrad thought so lowly of him even if he knew that the thoughts were justified.
“Why?” Konrad asked.
“I thought you wore glasses so you could see?” Aster looked him up and down as he knew Konrad was wearing them.
He growled, to which Aster only sighed; he had hurt the giant’s feelings.
“Take a look around. Unless a sudden tumour has formed in your brain, which has caused your ability to see to vanish, I think you can see what is going on,” Aster groaned as he pinched the sides of his nose.