Ah, finally!
I teleported back to the palace from the streets in the kingdom. I donate half of my savings every month to the poor and needy. They need them more than me. I have everything that anyone can dream of. I live in a palace, I have a roof, I have clothes, plenty of them. I have shoes, I have a bed, and a room. There are people in our kingdom who sleep on cold and crusty pavements.
I took a warm, quick shower, put on some pants, boots, and a loose white tuck-in shirt, and my sword.
I walked down the hallway and then the grand staircase. Soon, I was in the dining hall filled with the royals. The royals were sitting elegantly. Everyone was busy eating when I took a seat beside Honey Bear.
I looked at the king when he said, "Valerius! You're here."
The king said to me, his eyes were locked on mine, waiting for my answer. I glanced at Honey Bear, still being afraid, clumsy, and anxious. His brown eyes were like the deep colour of honey. So deep.
"Yes, your majesty! I just overslept a bit."
I lied to the king, covering it up with a cool demeanour. Honey Bear looked at me for a second and then again looked down. His eyes twitched.
"Please me, your majesty! I-I desire to rest."
The king nodded in a bit of disappointment. He bowed to him and turned backwards. I watched him till he was completely out of sight. I love him.
"Captain Valerius!"
I cocked my head towards him. Cool demeanour was still glued to me.
"Yes, your highness!"
I nodded, giving him respect, which he doesn't deserve.
"I want you to talk to Agnos and explain to him the importance of being brave, I don't know-" he took a sip of his juice, "for how long he will continue this behaviour, I am sick of it. I want you to make him understand with softness, but if he doesn't listen, you can test a few tortures too, Valerius."
He explained it to me. I knew that Honey Bear does these things often, but I don't think that disturbing him like that is a good thing.
The king stood up, and so did everyone else, including me. I walked through the palace looking for Honey Bear. First, I looked for him in his room. Nothing. Second, I looked for him in the kitchen, where he often talked with Miss Tilly. Nothing. Third, I looked for him in the bathrooms, where he sometimes sits alone. Nothing. Fourth, I checked for him in the clock tower, where he usually hides. Nothing. Fifth, I looked for him in the gardens, where he sits alone, again alone. Finally, he's there. He made me so damn tired looking for him.
"Prince Honey Bear!"
I sat beside him at the bench. Agnos shifted at the side as I sat down beside him. I don't know why he does this, especially with me, who loves him like a pretty shit.
"Don't c-call me by that na-name!"
He reminded me, like he always does. I was smirking at him, I was teasing him, I was making him uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry! I never meant to make you uncomfortable with me."
He was just playing with his hands. My smirk faded as I saw him like that.
"Hey, Hone-, I mean Prince Agnos! I don't want you to be afraid of me like that. I want you to talk to me. I want you to talk to me about everything that disturbs you or makes you anxious. Look at me."
I held his hand. His almond coloured hands were cold from the wind.
"No, I won't! Y-you'll tell my father about everything."
He looked at me. He finally looked at me. His brown eyes looked more beautiful outside than they did inside.
I shifted close to him. So close. My body touched his, giving me shivers when I said, "I won't, Honey Bear. I'm just here to make you feel alright. I'm here to make you feel comfortable. Just trust me, okay."
His soft skin was so soft and cold against my warm hands. My fingers brushed his hands, slightly giving me goosebumps.
"I-I just get scared often. I fe-feel uncomfortable and insecure around people. I don't know why. I-I-"
He started crying. His tears made their way to his chin, his neck, and then fell into his and my hands. My heart nearly stopped when he cried. I knew that I could never understand how he feels, but at least I could make him feel good.
"Why are you crying, Agnos?"
I asked him, shifting closer to him. This time, so close. Seeing him crying was hurting me more than him. Seeing him hurt like that was like someone was pricking a million needles in my eyes, in my heart, in my head, and in my body.
"Come here!"
I embraced him because I knew that he hadn't hugged anyone in quite a few years. Poor soul. He hesitated before embracing me in a hug back, but I think that he needed that hug. And I think that he needed to cry, he needed those tears to come out, he needed these tears to come out for good. His arms were so tight around my muscled back. My skin sensed his tears making their way on my shoulder and then down. His salty tears were non-stop, just coming out unstoppable. His tears created a flood on my body. Flood of emotions, flood of understanding, flood of care, flood of patience, flood of courage, flood of embrace, flood of obsession, and flood of love.
His embrace, his cry, and his ache were non-stop. But his being with me, it looked like the time got still. I felt nothing except him. I saw nothing except him. I heard nothing except him, I smelled nothing but him, I sensed nothing except him.
It looked like I could never get a moment so beautiful in my life. It looked like I could never get a moment so magical in my life. It looked like I could never get a moment so magical in my life. It looked like I could never get a moment so lovely in my life. It looked like I could never get a moment so fantastic in my life. It looked like I could never get a moment so emotional in my life.
His tears of pain relieved my craving and pain for him. His tears of pain relieved the hidden and forbidden ache he's been keeping in for years.
I don't wanna look at anything else, now that I saw you. I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you. I see daylight. (-Taylor Swift)