To Hold

Hello! So happy, I got more reviews does a happy dance Anyways, I would like to thank all of my reviewers! And I am happy that people are enjoying this fic, I am enjoying writing it … here is the third instalment

And the last thing I forgot about was my disclaimer, I do not own this anime or any other anime at all … and now I am done



--Gwendal POV--



We finally got the fire started, which took longer than it should have. It is harder to set a fire up with one hand being attached to another person. It took a several tries, which granted on my patience, but thankfully it we got it started before that ran out.



Now we are sitting right beside each other eating some dry food that I brought just encase. Well actually, I packed it after I heard the King was coming with us.



“Gwendal, how are we going to … you know …” the king said quietly while staring down at his cuff.



‘Well, he could just sit in your lap, your arms around him. That solves that problem’ said that little annoying voice in my head.



I am not having the king sit in my lap for a whole night! Heck, I do not even want the king in my lap at all … okay even I know that is a lie, but that is not my point.



I clear my voice first, to make sure nothing I was thinking leaked through. “We could have the same arrangements as last time, your highness.”



He tilts his head up, looking at me through his bangs. I stare back into his black eyes. Black eyes, I guess he took out those ‘contacts’ when we settled down. Though before I could think about what I was doing, I brought my hand up to his face and brushed his bangs out of his eyes.



“If it does not bother you your highness, that is.” I whisper, as I pull my hand back from his face. It was soft to the touch.



A dark blush appears on his cheeks from my actions. I can not help but let a small, very small, smile grace my face. He is quite something and I, Gwendal, have accomplished one of the greatest feats; made the king speechless, with just a simple touch.



“W … w-well, if …” he stutters for a moment, before his takes a deep breath and stares me right in the eyes again. This time there is no hesitation, but determination, a true trait of a Maoh. And for this moment, I am proud to call him king, to call him my Maoh.



“Well, if it does not bother you, I have no problem” he says with a little too much confidence, accompanied with a smirk on his lips. I can not help but smirk back at him. Oh my naïve king, if only you knew what I thought about you. My smirk is quickly replaced with that of mild shock; I never show true shock! Or any ‘true’ emotions. But he just lifted his left, my right arm and put my hand around his shoulder! I think that is a good enough reason for surprise.



I look down at him, getting a quick glance of a blush on his face before he turns it towards his unfinished food. Well, if he wants to pretend that nothing happened I can do the same. I turn to finish my own food, though I leave my hand were it is. Like I would willingly move it, after all, the king himself placed it there.

We finish in silences, and sit in silence. Though surprisingly it is a comfortable one, well at least for me it is. I look down at the king again, to see a small content smile on his face, and I can not help but smile myself. I pull him closer to me, just like last time. Maybe feeling a little braver, I settle my chin on top his head. I hear him take a deep breath, but nothing else.



‘See, and you thought he would do something bad, like try to run away screaming. This proves that the king does not mind you being so close to him. Heck, it almost appears that he enjoys your closeness. Maybe he would not mind a few other things being close.’ The voice remarks, with another one of his damn frank hints. Like I would do such a thing, if the king wants something I will not be the one to initiate it.



“It is colder tonight than last night” the king mutters as another shiver racks through his body. I take a sigh, and was about to reply when I found my lap full of the young Maoh.



“I hope you do not mind Gwendal” he says as he gets comfortable in my lap! Yes my lap! I am between either jumping for joy, in my head, or running away screaming, in my head as well, in regards in this situation.

I look down to make a comment when I come face to face with the king, and I have lost my voice. How does he always do this to me? Just one look into his eyes and all remarks leave my head. I just stare at him.



He smiles gently at me before speaking, “see, this is not so bad. Good night Gwendal” He gives me one last bright smile, twists so his back is against my chest then lays his head on my shoulder. Within in a few minutes he is fast asleep in my arms. Oh how I wish sleep would embrace me that quickly, but alas I am meant to suffer.

Though I guess it was meant to be short lived, because shortly after, with the combination of his heat and his breathing I am lulled to sleep. However, before sleep claims me, I do yet another act that will haunt my dreams. I kiss him on his forehead before I too join the world of slumber.



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Yay another chapter done! So, what do people think? The next chapter will be following the anime again, well somewhat. I just felt like adding something in between the two episodes (12 and 13). I am not too sure how many chapters this fic will be, at least a couple more. Good day all!