When Nalun turned awake, he felt hot all over. It seemed like there was a huge rock pressing down on top of his chest. Opening his eyes, a black fluffy head was currently pillowed between the crook of his shoulder. A warm breath blew past behind his ear, bringing a slight tickling sensation.
Sirius returned.
Yesterday night, he had browsed the intergalactic net for too long. Right now, Nalun still felt somewhat sleepy. The discomfort of being crushed made Nalun furrow his brows; he gave a push to a certain Admiral.
Soundly asleep, Sirius went with the force and flipped half over, releasing Nalun. He fell asleep even later than Nalun. A second earlier, he was still dreaming. The next second, he felt a push and instantly woke up– When he realized that the person laying sideways next to him was Nalun, he immediately relaxed, leaned close again, and intimately nuzzled against the Honored Prince’s cheek.
Sleep-addled green eyes gradually becoming clear, Nalun turned his face away, making Sirius fail in his efforts. Nalun reached out a hand and pressed it against Sirius’s chest.
Sirius softened his tone: “My arm got injured. Baobei, careful when you move.”
Nalun’s gaze shifted downward. He finally noticed the bandage wrapped around Sirius’s left arm. Bending an elbow, he propped himself half up and got ready to take a closer look. However, he was pressed back down by Sirius again.
Sirius shook his head, looking very sleepy: “It’s not a heavy injury. Just avoid touching it.” After saying this, he placed the elbow horizontally on top of Nalun and laid himself sideways. With a smile, he looked at Nalun with half opened eyes.
– How come he never noticed previously that Sirius was this kind of person?
Facing harassment and incorrigible behavior, the Honored Prince remained very calm and composed: “The Aerta matter has been settled?”
“All resolved.” Sirius closed both eyes and attempted to put his head back into the crook of Nalun’s shoulder: “Baobei, let me sleep a little longer.”
Nalun turned his face away again and attempted to avoid this kind of teasing behavior. He remained unmoved and continued to ask: “Wait, I still have things to ask you.”
Sirius dragged his syllable: “En?”
Nalun reached his hand back and under the pillow. After feeling around for a while, he pulled out his personal comp, switched to the previous comment section and indicated for Sirius to look.
“Oh, this.” Sirius looked like someone very knowledgeable: “I’ll have Diya ask around?”
Nalun fell silent for a moment: “Why did you have Diya return to the Imperial Capital?”
Sirius blinked innocently and said ambiguously: “Military secret.”
Nalun: “…….”
The atmosphere suddenly turned stiff.
A cold light flashed across the depths of those grayish green eyes. The black haired youth didn’t have any change in expression. However, Sirius still felt an intangible pressure.
“Military secret.” Nalun said, repeating the words one by one: “Looks like I overstepped.”
Sirius opened his mouth, a not so great feeling forming in his heart.
Nalun didn’t say anymore. He only pushed away the ‘injured arm’ that laid horizontally over him, and turned over, leaving Sirius a view of his back.
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Maintaining this position for a while, Sirius tentatively patted Nalun’s shoulder. Luckily, he wasn’t rejected. Thoughts gradually becoming more lively, he continued to tentatively move his body closer–
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Nalun continued to remain head buried and turned away from him, saying slowly: “When we get back to the Imperial Capital, I’ll follow the proper procedure and see if his Majesty will grant me the right to know?”
Sirius sighed uncontrollably: “You clearly know I wouldn’t hide anything important from you.”
Nalun pressed his lips together, silent.
Sirius: “Even if I don’t say it, it’s definitely not something that will make you unhappy.”
Nalun didn’t respond for a very long time– Regarding coaxing a lover, this was really somewhat hard for a person who’s spent most of his life as a bachelor.
Just as Sirius pondered if he should come clean, Nalun finally spoke.
“I’m not unhappy.” He turned around half way, no ripples within his dark green eyes. He pointed downwards with his finger.
Sirius: “……”
He finally noticed that Nalun was still holding the personal comp in his hands. The page on the screen still showed the comment section just now. However–
“How did they all guess it was me?” The Honored Prince’s expression was very complicated.
Sirius: “???”
He leaned over and looked at the comments below. His expression also became complicated.
“Baobei, you got into a fight with someone?
Nalun: “Beat up a child.”
Sirius froze.
Nalan: “And caused him to cry.”
Sirius fell silent.
Nalun: “And got detained for questioning.”
Sirius wanted to speak, but hesitated.
Half a minute later, Nalun said: “However, it was a misunderstanding.”
Sirius: “……”
[Is this the death of humanity or a degradation of morality?]
Sirius still didn’t know the chaos that Nalun and Weilin had caused. After settling the mixed insect human issue, he rushed back, drew Nalun into his arms, and fell asleep. He didn’t have any time to read the message that Andrew had sent.
Quickly understanding the general gist of things, Sirius also saw a screenshot from a certain video– On it, naturally, was a mixed IH child and a certain Honored Prince. The sunglasses on his nose was even something that Sirius had picked out personally for him.
Nalun gave him a glance and reminded him: “Read the small print.”
[Dargi? Wasn’t the Admiral’s fleet rumored to have gone there?!]
This post was a partition for the entire comment section. Below this, the comments entered detective mode.
The crowd began to investigate Sirius’s whereabouts, each sharing their respective news, insights, and deductions. Until someone announced–
[Am I the only person who feels like that back view looks very familiar?]
This comment strangely became a crucial clue to the investigation process, guiding the crowd into a bizarre direction.
The ‘back view photo’, which had waxed and waned in popularity, was once again placed back in the most eye-catching position.
All sorts of bystander experts at body comparisons popped up like bamboo shoots after the rain. Then some ‘individual from the Imperial Capital’ exposed the info that the Honored Prince Charvey had recently left the Imperial Capital.
At the very end, whether in body shape, hair color, or whereabouts– Nalun completely matched up with the ‘sunglasses individual’ in the video in every single one of these characteristics. Even Weilin wasn’t fortunately enough to escape. People dug out that ‘he looked very much like the shortest subordinate under Sirius’s command’.
Nevertheless, differing opinions were mixed in amongst everything else–
[I went to the live trial. The Honored Prince definitely isn’t someone who’d bully a child!]
Or an ‘almost’ unrelated comment–
[Huh, wearing sunglasses? This actually made me recall a beauty that I encountered once during afternoon tea.]
However, without exception, these rare voices were very quickly drowned out by the momentum of the conversation and sank into utter silence.
Nalun and Sirius faced each other, both speechless and internally amazed by this kind of terrifying dark force.
The so-called gossip was only based on groundless accusations, chasing the wind and grabbing at shadows. However, the Honored Prince, who’s been caught red-handed every single time, sank into a heavy self-doubt. Ever since he became deeply linked with Sirius, he has become the favorite of discussions, blown up and down in the heart of the storm.
Sirius gave his opinion: “They’re very imaginative.”
Nalun: “……”
Just how did this group of people recognize him from a picture that has been mosaicked.
Sirius: “Maybe it’s because only your face was mosaicked.”
Nalun: “……”
Engrossed, Sirius started reading the other comments. At the same time, he very naturally pulled Nalun into his arms to read together with him.
The Admiral read for a while and discovered between the words of these people, there was a certain silent mutual understanding that bound himself and Nalun together. However in reality, the two of them have not gone public yet. Everything was all ‘conjectures’ and pure ‘inferences’– an unconfirmed ‘rumor’.
What can he do to make Nalun accept frankly the fact that the two of them have become a couple and go public with him? This was a difficult problem that has plagued Sirius.
However, looking at a certain person who was leisurely relaxing and leaning against himself, Sirius thought, perhaps things weren’t as hard as he imagined.
After confessing their true feelings, Nalun’s attitude has been in a constant state of softening. He was like a cat that has put away its sharp claws, who’d only meow at him a few times when angry, but have never truly rejected him before.
Sirius smiled. He threw the personal comp to the side, leaned over, and cupped the other’s face.
Before Nalun even returned from his thoughts, a hand was already placed lightly on his stomach: “What are you doing?”
Sirius said in a low voice: “Today’s good morning kiss, your highness.”
“……”
Nalun had an expression like he was about to say something. However, Sirius already started kissing him. Lips and tongues exchanging, Nalun’s unsaid words were all pushed back down.
He originally wanted to cooperate patiently for a moment and wait quietly until Sirius finished kissing. However, this process was unexpectedly slow and prolonged.
Sirius half narrowed his eyes, black shadows from not getting enough rest hanging faintly under them. Expression languid and relaxed, Sirius seemed like an unhurried King inspecting his territory.
This good morning kiss appeared warm and cautious, not hurried nor passionate and seemingly lacking in aggression. However, Nalun still felt like he was drowning in the middle of this slow and prolonged kiss. The questions that had spun around in his head were completely turned to paste by Sirius’s lips and tongue.
He struggled to recover his intellect, pressing a hand on the other’s elbow. With great difficulty, he got prepared to stop the other, but even after a long time, he could not proceed to the next step.
Sirius’s breathing had long since become erratic. He originally intended only for a simple kiss. Reality proved that he overestimated his ability to control himself. Even more so, he underestimated his desire towards Nalun. He couldn’t help but hug the other into his arms. It wasn’t until Nalun let out an unbearable groan that he stopped the kiss.
Forehead pressing against the Honored Prince’s slim chest, Sirius quietly panted for a moment. From the corner of his eyes, his gaze landed on a certain familiar item.
Nalun wore a sleep robe. At this moment, it hung loosely on him. The front lapels were opened. A round ring could be seen faintly.
Sirius’s eyes turned dark and heavy. He knew what that was– That was the Monte family sigil passed down for countless generations. It’s the item that he had placed on there personally with his own hands. Not only did it represent the beginning of the change in relationship between the two of them, it was also the evidence that allowed Sirius to confirm the other’s identity.
At this moment, it was rising slightly, up and down with that beautiful body.
He reached out a hand and tugged the lapels open more, exposing the ring of the Monte patriarch completely before his eyes.
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Playing with fire there, Sirius. Careful not to burn yourself
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