A not so bloody Valentine
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Wei� Kreuz › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
1,872
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Weiß Kreuz, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The secret's Out, everyone's happy in the end
Part 18: ~ The secret is out ~
Nagi had closed the door quietly as Schuldig continued to growl and stamp around.
“I can not believe that asshole just left us there and took the car. He’s gonna pay for that cab or I’ll kick his American ass”.
He growled as he pulled his jacket off, leaving it on the floor as he stomped into the kitchen. Nagi left for the living room, yawning slightly as he turned the light on. He blinked at the scene before going wide-eyed.
“Nani?”
He rubbed his eyes, reopening them to still find the candles and room set out for a romantic dinner. He left the room, closing the door and met a jas cas confused German in the hallway.
“Was Farfie cooking for his guy?”
Schuldig shook his head no.
“They were going out, they might have come back, but for food?” He blinked in confusion scratching the back of his neck as he wandered through the hallway.
“Farf?”
He knocked on Farferello’s cell door, opening it but finding no one their, sheets not even ruffled.
“Well they didn’t do anything in here”.
He hummed a little before looking through the other rooms, both his and Nagi’s gaze then falling on Crawford’s room, the only one left.
“Crawford will flip out, if Farferello and his guy were shagging in there”. Nagi giggled as they made their way to the room and cracked the door open. The German grinned before flipping on the full overhead light.
“HEY FARF YOU DRES….”
He stopped when he caught the sight of Farferello and their leader in bed, naked, together. He blinked and turned to Nagi who looked just as confused.
“Farfie?”
The Irishman stirred a little, he turned over as he woke from his doze and blinked at the German and the boy, pulling the cover over himself.
“Shit”.
Nagi blinked and flushed a little hand covering his face.
“So Crawford was the admirer?”
Before Farferello replied, chocolate brown eyes opened as the American answered.
“Yes it was me, now please leave, we’re tired”.
Schuldig blinked as the American didn’t even twitch, but just snuggled further against Farferello, hugging him tightly. He nodded dumbly as Nagi pulled him out of the room, door closing quietly.
“And Schuldig, pick your jacket up and put it away”.
The German twitched as he started to think about how he had not realized it was Crawford, or why he’d never bothered reading the others thoughts for information through the week.
“I can’t believe it was him”.
Nagi looked over to him, hand covering his mouth in a yawn as he held his jacket in his hand.
“I think it’s sweet”.
He waved goodnight as he left for his room, turning the hall light off as he went and leaving the German in darkness.
“I still can’t believe it…”
Part 19: ~ Morning comes ~ Last Part.
The next morning Farferello awoke slowly, hand creeping out and hitting something warm. Blinking open his eye he smiled when his gaze fell upon the American behind him, bangs covering his eyes as he continued to sleep on. The Irishman reached out a hand to sweep the ebony bangs back, tucking the ones he could behind the American’s ears and just leant against him, staring quietly until Crawford opened his eyes.
“Morning Farfie”. He smiled when Crawford leant down and kissed him before hugging him tightly.
“I guess we should get up and face them”.
The American nodded, reluctantly moving from the warm embrace of Farferello’s arms and shifted to lay a little over the bed, finding his discarded boxers and putting them on. Laying another kiss on Farferello’s lips he got up, fetching his robe for Farferello before yawning a little.
“How about we take a shower? Clean ourselves up?”
He waggled his brows, grinning slightly as Farferello moved from the bed, twinning his hand in Crawford’s as the American opened the door. They walked out, catching Nagi walking across to the kitchen. All three stopped in their tracks, looking at each other, beforgi ggi grinned, giggled and then disappeared into the kitchen. Farferello blinked, looking at Crawford who smiled a little.
“I guess he accepts us…but what about Sch…”
“BRADLEY, FARFIE! So good of you to join us”.
The German grinned as he came across the two staring at each other, cigarette in hand before bringing it to his lips for a quick puff.
“I think you need to do some explaining Bradley…though I’m sure you two enjoyed each other”.
He grinned, pointing a long finger at Crawford’s chest, the man in question lowering his gaze to himself and blushing.
“Someone didn’t cleaned up...get another robe, less embarrassing.”
He grinned, taking another draw of his cigarette before joining Nagi in the kitchen.
“Is that acceptance?”
The American shrugged before pulling Farferello into the bathroom.
~~~~~~~
An hour later they emerged, coming to the kitchen dressed and grinning at each other. Crawford moved from his lover to get his daily dosage of coffee as Farferello sat next to the boy at the kitchen table, the German smirking over the comic’s section of the morning paper.
“Much cleaner guys, I’m glad…if you let it dry it takes forever to get off”.
Both Crawford and Farferello turned to stare at him blushing slightly, before Crawford took the remains of the paper, poking the crossword the German had half filled in. When unable to get the right words, he filled it in with wrong ones. The American blinked at Schuldig’s SHOUT of letters for a male chicken. Glaring a little at him, he then turned to the news section. Farferello began to eat the cold toast, nose wrinkling a little as he refused to look at the German.
Nagi sat blinking in the same spot he’d been in all morning.
“What dries and takes forever to get off?”
Three amused members of Schwarz regarded him before Schuldig burst out laughing.
“I’ll tell you when you’re older”.
~Owari~
Nagi had closed the door quietly as Schuldig continued to growl and stamp around.
“I can not believe that asshole just left us there and took the car. He’s gonna pay for that cab or I’ll kick his American ass”.
He growled as he pulled his jacket off, leaving it on the floor as he stomped into the kitchen. Nagi left for the living room, yawning slightly as he turned the light on. He blinked at the scene before going wide-eyed.
“Nani?”
He rubbed his eyes, reopening them to still find the candles and room set out for a romantic dinner. He left the room, closing the door and met a jas cas confused German in the hallway.
“Was Farfie cooking for his guy?”
Schuldig shook his head no.
“They were going out, they might have come back, but for food?” He blinked in confusion scratching the back of his neck as he wandered through the hallway.
“Farf?”
He knocked on Farferello’s cell door, opening it but finding no one their, sheets not even ruffled.
“Well they didn’t do anything in here”.
He hummed a little before looking through the other rooms, both his and Nagi’s gaze then falling on Crawford’s room, the only one left.
“Crawford will flip out, if Farferello and his guy were shagging in there”. Nagi giggled as they made their way to the room and cracked the door open. The German grinned before flipping on the full overhead light.
“HEY FARF YOU DRES….”
He stopped when he caught the sight of Farferello and their leader in bed, naked, together. He blinked and turned to Nagi who looked just as confused.
“Farfie?”
The Irishman stirred a little, he turned over as he woke from his doze and blinked at the German and the boy, pulling the cover over himself.
“Shit”.
Nagi blinked and flushed a little hand covering his face.
“So Crawford was the admirer?”
Before Farferello replied, chocolate brown eyes opened as the American answered.
“Yes it was me, now please leave, we’re tired”.
Schuldig blinked as the American didn’t even twitch, but just snuggled further against Farferello, hugging him tightly. He nodded dumbly as Nagi pulled him out of the room, door closing quietly.
“And Schuldig, pick your jacket up and put it away”.
The German twitched as he started to think about how he had not realized it was Crawford, or why he’d never bothered reading the others thoughts for information through the week.
“I can’t believe it was him”.
Nagi looked over to him, hand covering his mouth in a yawn as he held his jacket in his hand.
“I think it’s sweet”.
He waved goodnight as he left for his room, turning the hall light off as he went and leaving the German in darkness.
“I still can’t believe it…”
Part 19: ~ Morning comes ~ Last Part.
The next morning Farferello awoke slowly, hand creeping out and hitting something warm. Blinking open his eye he smiled when his gaze fell upon the American behind him, bangs covering his eyes as he continued to sleep on. The Irishman reached out a hand to sweep the ebony bangs back, tucking the ones he could behind the American’s ears and just leant against him, staring quietly until Crawford opened his eyes.
“Morning Farfie”. He smiled when Crawford leant down and kissed him before hugging him tightly.
“I guess we should get up and face them”.
The American nodded, reluctantly moving from the warm embrace of Farferello’s arms and shifted to lay a little over the bed, finding his discarded boxers and putting them on. Laying another kiss on Farferello’s lips he got up, fetching his robe for Farferello before yawning a little.
“How about we take a shower? Clean ourselves up?”
He waggled his brows, grinning slightly as Farferello moved from the bed, twinning his hand in Crawford’s as the American opened the door. They walked out, catching Nagi walking across to the kitchen. All three stopped in their tracks, looking at each other, beforgi ggi grinned, giggled and then disappeared into the kitchen. Farferello blinked, looking at Crawford who smiled a little.
“I guess he accepts us…but what about Sch…”
“BRADLEY, FARFIE! So good of you to join us”.
The German grinned as he came across the two staring at each other, cigarette in hand before bringing it to his lips for a quick puff.
“I think you need to do some explaining Bradley…though I’m sure you two enjoyed each other”.
He grinned, pointing a long finger at Crawford’s chest, the man in question lowering his gaze to himself and blushing.
“Someone didn’t cleaned up...get another robe, less embarrassing.”
He grinned, taking another draw of his cigarette before joining Nagi in the kitchen.
“Is that acceptance?”
The American shrugged before pulling Farferello into the bathroom.
~~~~~~~
An hour later they emerged, coming to the kitchen dressed and grinning at each other. Crawford moved from his lover to get his daily dosage of coffee as Farferello sat next to the boy at the kitchen table, the German smirking over the comic’s section of the morning paper.
“Much cleaner guys, I’m glad…if you let it dry it takes forever to get off”.
Both Crawford and Farferello turned to stare at him blushing slightly, before Crawford took the remains of the paper, poking the crossword the German had half filled in. When unable to get the right words, he filled it in with wrong ones. The American blinked at Schuldig’s SHOUT of letters for a male chicken. Glaring a little at him, he then turned to the news section. Farferello began to eat the cold toast, nose wrinkling a little as he refused to look at the German.
Nagi sat blinking in the same spot he’d been in all morning.
“What dries and takes forever to get off?”
Three amused members of Schwarz regarded him before Schuldig burst out laughing.
“I’ll tell you when you’re older”.
~Owari~