Anying had a headache... And he knew it...
He was still in bed... Drowning in the remnants of warmth from his lover's comfort but oh... A headache had to interrupt his dreams...
"Hm...". A groan escaped his lips as he squirmed around on the bed.
He had a headache, but why didn't he know where it came from?... He didn't know but oh well...
He peeled his eyes open.. ah, it helped that opening the windows weren't allowed in this room so he could pretty much open his eyes without too much lights.
As he opened his eyes, they immediately clashed with icy blue eyes and he panicked... Now he thought he knew where his unknown headache originated from, as he focused his other senses on his surroundings...
The ice statue was leaning there, against the door, with a face that could scare the shit out of someone and an aura that couod freeze hell over..
' QAQ '. ' oh no... Who got him angry?... WHO?!!. Didn't they know I anying would bear the brunt the most?!. Huh?!. Huh?! '.
He scolded internally...
Oh well, he knew what to do... No angering Hanze today and no talking to him .. lest he said something he shouldn't... And oh, no asking anything. He might as well curl up into a ball, inside the bed for the rest of the day.
That guy's aura was currently too dark... If he used it on someone right now it was... RIP.... Ah... Yeah... He should go back to sleep cause remembering that torture of before after he misbehaved was enough to bring back shivers t-- that's it!. Anying was going to sleep.
That was when he got called... I mean... Ordered. "You're awake, go take a bath and come with me.". Hanze's voice sounded.
Anying blinked. The universe was playing with him again. Where were they going? With hanze's dark aura?. Was he planning to scare shit out of everyone?. And what was the you're awake thing?.
Did it matter?. Couldn't Hanze just use magic to slap him awake?. He didn't want that bu-- "be quick.". Hanze interupted again staring at him intensely.
"Ok!.". Anying replied and jumped out of the bed with a start, went to bath then ran to dress.
Then he ran back with an oversized shirt and slim fitting pants.
Hanze looked him up and down before motioning for them to get going... But Anying was confused. The last time they went out together like this... He got torturous kits in return for his outing...
Though one of them became his tsundere friend, he didn't want a repeat of what happened before!.
His eyes brimmed with unshed tears at the thought as he raised his head to look up at Hanze's cold eyes..
"I-i... Don't want to go out... Please don't take me t-to the... Slave house again?.". He pleaded and lowered his head. Bitting his lips he waited.
."We're headed for a meeting". Hanze informed blankly.
"Huh?.". Anying asked dumbly. it didn't register... Wait... They weren't going out... Meaning, no torturing kits....
They were going on a meeting... But why was Hanze taking Anying with him on a business meeting?.. would he contribute?... No. Meaning it wasn't formal..
Meaning it was an informal one!. And-- The meeting!!. The one with everyone?.... Everyone.... Hanze's friends... Where he was told to prevent bloodshed.
Wait a minute.... Hanze's mood...
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FLASHBACK
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"... why I invited you here.".
".... under control at the upcoming gathering soon".
"... Earth hasn't turned to ash."
"... become a killing Machine.".
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End
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* Chills * chills * chills *
Anying got chills... All the words he heard, his head filtered out of the conversations they had that day, ran through his head at the speed of light, as he imagined Hanze going to the said meeting with this mood...
What to do...
What to do?!...
What to do?!!.
Bitting his lips, he looked up to peek at Hanze's back that was turning on him... And before he knew what--
"Hanze...". He called unconsciously. Damn mouth!.
The man turned again , raising a brow ad if saying . Yes? .
Now what?!.
Ok... Ah!. He got an idea...