The Black Saint is My StalkerCh129 - Delicious home-cooked waffles

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Han Li had never been so coddled in his whole damn life. Though his memories of childhood were blurry at best, he was certain that Han Ruyan was not nearly as gentle with him.

To say this was a change of pace was putting it lightly.

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And perhaps Han Li should have found an excuse like he usually did, finding an opening and making his escape. But an agreement is an agreement and Han Li wasn’t a dick enough to call it quits after the deed was done.

It was just…he really didn’t understand why this was all necessary. 10 w6v

Grams even presented him with delicious home-cooked waffles and enticed him with some anime and doing absolutely nothing of importance. It’s fine, lovely even but it did weird things to Han Li’s heart and he felt dizzy from all his emotions.

“You know,” he had said, looking up from his brunch with a glare, “I know you’re worried or some shit about last night, but I’m fine. I really am. I’m not a normal—“

“Han Li,” Graham cut him off, his tone was almost sharp and his expression completely unreadable. And knowing Graham for so long, there weren’t many emotions that the Saint of Eternity could still keep guarded from Han Li. He was left startled. “I only wished to spend the day with you. Are you implying that you do not?”

Han Li promptly shut up after that, uncertain about how to respond.

The living room was a mess, to put it lightly, and unbefitting for a relaxing afternoon. The sofa was ruined and probably needed to be thrown out and replaced. The wall was in need of maintenance too. So after brunch was done with and Graham even took the time to scrub the dishes clean, the two of them made their way back upstairs, where the cozy bed they shared together waited for them.

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The master bedroom featured a wide-screen TV, and Graham claimed that he found something interesting amid the complex labyrinth known as the Internet. And Han Li would be lying if he wasn’t curious about what this dumb boomer might have come across during his search.

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He tried not to think about it too much. After all, he wouldn’t have to, come a few days’ time. After this trip, they’d both go back to New Lidway. Han Li had an appointment with his therapist and then he would be good to go back into the field. Maybe a longer mission the next time around…something to keep his mind busy…

While Han Li’s thoughts were drifting, Graham fished for the TV remote before lying back down on the bed. He was keenly aware of the space that settled between the two of them; Graham knew that Han Li did not enjoy excessive physical intimacy after a night together and thus he had no choice but to respect his partner’s wishes, allowing a foot of distance between them on the bed.

In reality, Graham hadn’t scoured the Internet like Han Li had imagined (no, such a feat was one he was sorely incapable of). In actuality, he had actually received this title as a recommendation from one Saint Miguel.

Perhaps that should have been a red flag of sorts. Clearly, there were some oversights made. wBlagf

Han Li had unwittingly uncapped a water bottle and was about to guzzle down some sweet fluids when a myriad of bouncing animated tits flew across the screen. He almost choked and spat everything out.

“…” Graham stilled, completely stunned into silence.

“I should have known that you had these kinds of interests!” Han Li laughed, his head tossing back from amusement.

Graham smiled sheepishly. For a moment, a rare bout of embarrassment made itself known, needling its way through his veins. Normally, he was a master at maintaining outward calm, deceiving people of his emotions. But to Han Li, he did not bother with theatrics. Graham only sighed slightly. Since Han Li was laughing so brightly, could he really be upset with this development? “…I did not choose this,” he stated, albeit his tone was soft. “But since you are amused, I suppose it’s not so bad after all.” Z1XQwi

Han Li laid on his side, head propped up by his fist, the smile of amusement still apparent on his rosy lips. It had been mere hours, but the dark bruises on his neck had already subsided. When Graham’s eyes found the curve of his neck and the jut of his clavicle that disappeared into a loose gray shirt, he had some difficulties looking away. If there was one thing that was a bit of a shame about Han Li’s nature, it was how quickly marks disappeared after they were made.

“Really? It seriously seems like something you’d want to watch though. So who did?” Han Li’s smirk only widened, “That person knows your tastes pretty damned well.”

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Graham coughed and finally looked back to the TV screen, where a high-pitched foreign voice yelped and chirped. The cartoon was colorful and knew how to draw one’s attention…right to inappropriately framed shots of exaggerated female bodies. “Rather than my own tastes, I would say this is reflective of that person’s tastes. By which I mean the one who chose this title to begin with…”

“You didn’t even answer my question,” Han Li hummed, propping himself up. He loved it when Graham was flustered like this. So much so that he sometimes forgot how to prevent himself from getting closer, leaning and— SGBg41

Yeah, maybe he was leaning in a bit too much. He gulped and forced himself to lean back rather than forward. “You’re just making yourself look more guilty by the minute, Grams.”

“Absurd,” Graham chided lightly. “If you’ve a better suggestion then let’s watch that instead.”

“No, let’s watch this. Your friend went through the trouble of recommending it to you after all. What are you going to tell them if they ask you how you liked it?”

“Then I shall tell him truthfully and let him know that his tastes are crass and appalling.” Despite such words, Graham’s eyes were pointedly glued to the screen, ensnared by crazy jiggle physics. GaSnjw

Han Li sucked in a breath, trying hard not to laugh anymore. Because with his mirth came a keen emotion that speared him right through the heart; a feeling that left him soaring and falling all at once. Trapped by said emotion he took the moment to admire Graham’s profile, to count his lashes, and calculate the exact slope of his nose bridge. He committed such sights to his memories for long missions and sleepless nights, and perhaps for the day when their paths might part; for the day when Graham found someone better to keep his company. For when Han Li finally learned to let his feelings go, just as Graham had with Aoibhinn.

Suddenly, he was keenly aware of the chasm between them. It was just a foot of distance but was one impossible to cross.

…

Somewhere westward of New Lidway, a young child, roughly four years of age, had dug a hole under the backyard fencing and snuck out. EdHixR

His sharp nose picked up a strange scent, large blue eyes looked out into the expanse of woodlands that stretched ahead of him.

Curious, he wandered forward. His two adoptive parents were busy fussing around in the kitchen and thought he’d be safe and contained in the yard. But perhaps they should have accounted for the fact that the child was much more in-tune with his wolf than most children his age.

Drawn by the strange scents that drifted toward him by the will of the wind, the young child ventured forth into the woods.

In these warmer parts, winter had long thawed and a lush expanse of grass and shrubs took over the forest floor. The child had immaculate balance, being as small as he was, and walked with confidence. mHPKXQ

Magnolia was in the kitchen with her husband. “I take my eyes off of you for a minute and this is what you do to my poor sauce.” She scowled at the burnt abomination in the pan.

Jayden frowned helplessly at his wife. “Look, I did everything that you told me to do.”

“If you had, then it wouldn’t have ended up like this!” She rolled her eyes in exasperation. “Never mind! Do me a favor and watch the pie, would you babe? Clearly, I’ve got to do all the heavy lifting around the kitchen.”

With a dejected huff, Jayden switched places with his wife and stared vacantly into the oven. “So, you going to tell me what I’m supposed to do with this thing?” GzIT0W

“Take it out when the edges are golden! Don’t let it burn, I put my heart and soul into that thing.”

“…” How was he supposed to tell if it was golden when the oven was closed? Confused, Jayden sighed and turned his gaze away from the damned oven. The weather outside was good, sun bright and winds calm. The tire swing swung in their yard but there was no one sitting on the thing.

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There was no one on the small, plastic slide either.

A chill suddenly traveled down his spine. “Sweetheart, where’s the kid?” lqdp65

Magnolia froze and followed his gaze to the window. The child was not in their backyard.

Author: A-ahh! I know that an extra chapter is due but… T w T; I’m still going through some irl difficulties and would like to apologize for the delay. I’ll be uploading it soon I promise, latest in two days, or maybe tomorrow/later today and then reset my ko-fi counter. Thank you everyone fro supporting me TT__TT it really means a lot to me!!