Mizuki could barely remember everything that happened after the last battle. It was a whirlwind of events.
He recalled an elder approaching Eren and setting a crown on his head with a shocked and pale face while the audience reluctantly clapped-except for Benji who was jumping around with a bright smile.
He saw Marcella's shaking body being gently led out of the room by an elderly lady while she uncontrollably sobbed. Mizuki felt a tinge of guilt when he saw it along with pity but he knew there was nothing to be done.
Not to mention the fact that to Mizuki this woman had done absolutely nothing to help Eren. Eren was her step son after all and she could have told her husband to treat him properly. Instead, she watched from the sidelines as a child's life was ruined.
So he erased any kind of sympathy he felt and instead he turned to beam at Eren proudly from where he was standing.
But then Eren started walking towards him, his crown that was littered with small diamonds still sitting proudly on his head and wrapped his arms around him. He stood on his toes, letting his face nuzzle in the crook of Mizuki's neck.
"Thank you." Eren murmured, his warm breath hitting Mizuki's skin.
Mizuki froze, his eyes wide as he stared at everyone who were looking at them with surprise along with confusion. His eyes strayed over to Arlen who was glaring at him with his fist clenched and Mizuki narrowed his eyes.
But the feeling of Eren's warmth brought him back from his thoughts and he cautiously wrapped his arms around his back.
"You sure this is okay, sweetheart?" Mizuki quietly asked.
"What are they gonna do? Kill me? I'm their king." Eren said as he slowly pulled away and Mizuki grinned under his bandana.
"I love you." He said and Eren's cheeks flushed as he took a step back.
"Me too." He murmured.
"You love you too?" Mizuki chuckled and Eren rolled his eyes.
"You know that's not what I meant." He replied.
Mizuki's eyes drifted to Eren's shoulder and he frowned in worry. "Come on, we have to get your shoulder fixed up."
"Your hand too." Eren mumbled as he gently held the bloody hand in his.
He turned around, his hand still clasping Mizuki's and his eyes roaming over the people who were still around.
He ignored the curious gaze that everyone was giving him and started leading Mizuki somewhere. Mizuki made eye contact with Emilio who was staring at him with amusement and disappointment all at once and Mizuki motioned for him to follow them.
Eren led them inside the main castle of Yarisha and after climbing stairs and walking in different hallways he finally stopped once he reached the doors that led to his room.
He pushed the door open and let them inside. Emilio awkwardly stood in the corner while Mizuki made Eren sit down on the bed.
"Have some bandages?" Mizuki asked and Eren pointed to the door that led to the bathroom and Mizuki disappeared.
Eren turned to face Emilio and he awkwardly waved, making Emilio chuckle.
"Congratulations on your win, Your Majesty." Emilio said with a small smile.
"You don't have to address me like that." Eren quietly said. "But thank you."
"Thank you for coming with Mizuki." Eren added after another moment of silence. "He can be such an idiot sometimes but I'm glad you didn't let him come here alone."
"I couldn't have the future king going on a suicide mission without some kind of protection." Emilio said and Eren smiled at the words.
Mizuki came back in the room with the bandages and other things and he moved close to Eren. He started untying the clothing he had wrapped around Eren's shoulder. Eren winced as the pain came back full force and Mizuki frowned.
"Take off your clothes." Mizuki said and Eren glared at him. "Emilio is right there."
"Emilio, turn around." Mizuki said, as he too recalled the presence of the other man in the room.
Emilio sighed and did as he was told.
Mizuki helped Eren out of his attire and when his gaze landed on the bleeding gash on his sweetheart's perfect skin his face hardened.
"I'm okay, Mizuki." Eren softly said, grabbing Mizuki's uninjured hand in his and softly squeezing it.
"You shouldn't even have a scratch on you, baby." Mizuki muttered as he started cleaning the wound.
Eren smiled as he watched how concentrated his love was. He felt his heart swell with happiness and he had the urge to pull Mizuki to him and kiss him but he didn't want to make Emilio even more uncomfortable than he already was. Eren tried not to wince when Mizuki ran the gauze over his wound, not wanting to worry him even more but it was hard.
The spear hurt like a bitch.
Mizuki quickly cleaned up Eren's wound and then he wrapped the bandage around it. He leaned closer to press a gentle kiss on it and then pulled away, grinning at Eren's pink cheeks.
"God, I can't with you." Eren muttered as he pulled Mizuki to sit next to him and then he got up to pull a new tunic over his before starting to clean up Mizuki's wounded hand.
"Emilio, you can turn back around." Mizuki said and Emilio did.
"Prince Mizuki." He said, and Mizuki turned to look at him when he heard the disapproval in his voice. "That was incredibly stupid and reckless of you. What if someone noticed that you weren't from Yarisha? What if you ruined things for Prin- His Majesty? Things could have gone horrible."
"But they didn't." Mizuki replied with a cheeky smile and both men rolled their eyes.
"You could have gotten killed." Emilio stressed.
"I would have never let someone harm Mizuki." Eren interrupted firmly.
"Exactly, my sweetheart would never have let me be harmed." Mizuki chipped in and Emilio sighed in exasperation. "Chill out, Emilio. It's all good. Eren is fine. I'm fine. We're all fine."
"Fine." Emilio said. "But still, next time refrain from doing something so dangerous. Someone else could have fought for Eren"
"No." Mizuki said, his voice turning darker. "Augustus was mine to kill. He hurt my country and he hurt my sweetheart. No one else should have gotten to fight that fight except Eren and I."
And then Mizuki turned to Eren as Arlen's face flashed in his mind. "Speaking of, who's this Arlen kid? Why did he want to fight for you? He even offered to fight Aslan? And why the fuck was he looking at you like that?"
"Like what?" Eren tilted his head in confusion and Emilio started backing out of the room as the conversation started changing directions.
"I'm going to wait outside." He muttered but neither of them heard or paid any mind to him.
"Like-like you were his sweetheart! But you're not. You're mine, right?" Mizuki asked, flailing his arms in the arm and Eren just stared at him like he lost his mind.
"He wasn't staring at me like that." Eren said and Mizuki scoffed.
"He was Aslan's best friend." Eren told him and Mizuki's jaw dropped but Eren kept talking. "But he was always nice to me. If he wasn't around then Aslan would have probably succeeded in murdering me. He was always trying to protect me in his own way. But a few years ago he left to train to become a royal guard and only came back after I came here from Rivania.
He offered to fight Aslan in my place by saying that he knew Aslan really well and he could beat him but I refused. So instead, he offered to train me for the battle and I agreed. Arlen helped me a lot and I probably would have lost if it weren't for him."
Helped him train?
Horrid images of Arlen trying to get close to Eren during these training sessions flashed in Mizuki's mind and he shuddered as he shook his head wildly.
"Guess he's alright." Mizuki muttered. "But I just know he has a fat crush on you."
"You're ridiculous." Eren said with a laugh.
"I'm a jealous person, Eren." Mizuki pouted. "Tell me you're only my sweetheart, my prince?"
"Well...I'm a king now." Eren said haughtily.
"You'll always be my prince." Mizuki said, raising his hand and running his fingers over Eren's freckles that he missed so much before burying them in Eren's curls.
"I'm really fucking proud of you, baby." Mizuki murmured as he pressed his forehead against Eren's both their eyes closing. "You did so good out there. You were so brave, so strong."
"I was really scared, Mizuki." Eren whispered, hoarsely.
"I know, sweetheart. But you did it. You won. You beat them. You were always stronger than them and now you can prove it." Mizuki said.
"Do you think I can do this?" Eren asked as they opened their eyes, their eyes clashing.
"I know you can do it." Mizuki firmly said. "It'll be hard. Especially at first. But you're so smart and so brilliant that I know you'll figure out a good way to get this country on the right side. I know you will be the most wonderful king ever and soon everyone here will respect you."
"Thank you." Eren murmured as his sight blurred because of the burning tears in his eyes. "Thank you for fighting for me. Thank you for loving me and thank you for believing in me."
"Always." Mizuki said and then he pressed their lips together.
Hello!
Thoughts?
I hate this chapter. It's like a filler? Nothing really happened ð it's just words oml. But I blame the fact that I'm extremely sick and tired and exhausted. But I knew I wasn't about to make you guys wait another weekend so I decided to write it anyway.
I'll try to make the next chapter more eventful!
-till next time <3