I’ve exposed my identity somewhere else but I’m not exposing it here
ANYWAY SPICEDCHOCO FIC BRIBERY GNEHEHEHEHEHE
Small warning it’s long as SHIT
It had barely been a week into this marriage when the prince and beast began slowly cooling down. Dark Choco with his coldness, and Burning Spice with his destructive wrath.
Burning Spice still didn't understand. How on the witches worthless candy rock was this small, stoic brat so... oddly charming..? It infuriated him, yet he found himself drawn to it in a strange, dream-like way.
He was even more drawn the first time he saw Dark Choco eating what looked like soup with some of the spiciest peppers in the area without breaking so much as a small sniffle. Dark Choco seemed to notice the stares, looking up at Burning Spice through his raven hair.
"Is something wrong?" Dark Choco questioned, almost blankly, save for the tinge of curiosity.
Burning Spice had to give himself another moment to process before he began sputtering out a response, which soon turned into yelling.
"HOW!? You're just- TAKING IT?! What about the SPICE?! The BURN?! The HEAT?!"
"I've always liked spicy food," Dark Choco responded, almost too casually, "I like the kick it adds."
Burning Spice could have sworn he combusted on the spot.
He had no words, not even as Dark Choco stood and handed him a bowl of his own. All the Beast of Destruction managed to do was sit across from the prince, staring at his reflection in the food as Dark Choco continued to eat. He was still baffled, unable to think of anything to say in response for another five minutes.
"...It adds a.. kick?" Burning Spice finally questioned, looking up at Dark Choco.
Dark Choco let out a small hum in response, his hands cupping his own bowl as he took a sip. "It does, it's nice.. most of the food in the Dark Cacao Kingdom was bitter and.. occasionally bland. Any time I had the chance I would add anything spicy just to feel that slight kick of heat. I suppose that's how I feel with you."
Burning Spice's grip on his bowl tightened to the point of creaking under his grasp. The best thing he could thing of to do in the moment to hide his uncharacteristic embarrassment and flush was to down the bowl entirely, gulp by gulp until the bowl was empty.
Once done, he slammed the bowl down and stood, staring Dark Choco in the eyes with a fiery and slightly playful snarl.
"ALRIGHT, BRAT! YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE SPICE!? TRY HANDLING MY SPICE!"
The beast's breath was heavy, but to his surprise, Dark Choco let out a small chuckle, which turned into a genuine laugh.
"What? WHAT'S SO FUNNY!? I CAN CRUSH YOU, WRENCH!" Burning Spice nearly screamed.
Dark Choco merely shook his head, reaching for a napkin, and grabbing the edge of his cape once he noticed none were nearby. Burning Spice's gaze snapped to the movement, a slight curious glaze frosting over the fiery playful fury.
To add to his surprise, Dark Choco ripped the corner off the fabric, raising it to Burning Spice's mouth and chin, wiping away soup remnants that the beast hadn't noticed he had covering his face until now. He fell silent once more as he stared at Dark Choco as he withdrew the make-shift napkin.
Dark Choco didn't seem to notice what he'd done either, as after a few seconds of prolonged eye contact, he cleared his throat and backed up a bit, hands fiddling with the torn cloak.
"Apologies, I couldn't exactly focus on your words seriously with that mess-"
"You tore your cape... for that? Why? Such a meaningless and brief act of destruction!"
"Creation can offer me a new one."
Burning Spice stared. This.. this... ...cookie.. Dark Choco, he was.. more intriguing than he thought. Charming, slightly destructive in his own strange little way... he was drawn to it. He felt a warm pang in his chest, and without another words, sat back down, pulling the prince- his prince- into his arms, laying him against his chest. He didn't know why he was doing this, but... it felt.. nice.. like when he was destroying.. like... when he was helping the first kingdom under his care grow...
His arms tightened around Dark Choco briefly, loosening only when feeling the smaller's hand against his arm.
"...You are strange..." Burning Spice grumbled.
"So are you." Dark Choco replied, softly.. too softly.
Burning Spice huffed in response. It wasn't till he noticed he was on his back with Dark Choco ontop of him, fast asleep, had he realized he'd fallen asleep as well. Cuddling with this prince, this cookie.. Dark Choco... his husband.
He let himself enjoy the warmth he hadn't felt in eons, and for the first time in what felt like forever.
He truly loved something. Someone.
Thank you for coming to my Ted talk
everyone else go home, we have the Propaganda Ever.
“YOU’RE JUST TAKING IT” hi hello hi I’m normal. help. I’m. me.
SPICEDCHOCO PLEASE WIN SPICEDCHOCO PLEASE. THIS IS EFFORT. DEDICATION. THIS IS A FIC IN MY ASKBOX AND I REFUSE TO LET IT GO TO WASTE
