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The stars look down at Thoma, who is wandering around to make sure everybody is resting before he lets himself rest.
Thoma stops at Kamisato Ayato's, his lord's office. He knows the head of the clan barely sleeps, or rests. His hands linger on the door before knocking quietly, making sure Lady Ayaka isn't disturbed. Both Kamisato siblings are light sleepers afterall.
"Come in." he hears a low voice say through the thin door.
"Lord Kamisato?" Thoma opens the door to his lord's office, finding an overworked and sleepy Ayato behind his desk, and lots of paperwork.
The servant quickly walks over to where the young master is sitting, and lays a hand on his shoulder.
"My Lord, you really should rest. The clan is worried about you." Ayato looks at Thoma's face, which is currently wearing a very worried expression.
To Thoma's confusion, the other gives in.
"Thank you, Thoma, for being by my side."
Thoma's face slightly turns crimson. "It's nothing, i'd go out of my head for you."
"You'd what?"
Thoma realizes what he just said, and his ears aswell as his cheeks burn a very red crimson. "I...it's nothing, let's get you to your room...shall we?" Thoma sort of tries changing the topic, which makes things more embarrassing.
The other man slightly chuckles. "You know that i can walk by myself, right? Unless you're suggesting that you'd like to see my clothing on the floor tonight?" Kamisato Ayato loves teasing Thoma and see him turn red, even when he's exhausted.
Thoma, who is currently turning as red as a tomato, stares at the Kamisato sibling.
"My Lord!" He covers his face with his hand and after a few seconds starts talking. "I just want to make sure you don't...faint."
Ayato looks at the servant with a smile. "Thoma, you need to stop worrying about me." he slightly pauses and stands up, reaching out a hand to the blond. "Come, let us head to bed. Together."
Thoma is on the brink of extinction, his lord has the nerve to bring his servant to his room, on his futon, and sleep together. Thoma starts getting unholy thoughts and turns red. He clears his throat and finally responds; "As you wish, My Lord."
The rest of the night is spent with cuddling and soft snores. Both of them aren't together, yet act like a married couple.
Thoma wakes up early in the morning, a bit later than usual, but he takes this as a reward for serving the Kamisato Clan, even though it sounds very selfish.
He notices no warmth beside him, and realizes he's laying there by himself. Thoma misses his young master's comfy embrace and the warm exhales to Thoma's neck.
Thoma decides to get up and get ready for the day. He changes into his usual uniform and folds Ayato's borrowed clothes, putting them in the drawer. Thoma slides a hand through his hair to embrace his everyday messy hairstyle and ties it into his usual ponytail.
Proudly, the servant decides to exit his young master's room and continue on with his day. Before he meets a mischevious smile of a very particular Kamisato sibling.
"Thoma, what were you doing in brother's room?" Thoma slightly blushed at the thought of him and Ayato doing slightly, different, things.
"I..." he opens his mouth, and decides to utter a very convincing lie, so convincing. "I was cleaning Lord Kamisato's room! He always leaves his paperwork on his desk, which is why i went there, cause he leaves his paperwork on his desk. Like, all the time."
Ayaka slightly raises an eyebrow. "Oh really? I recall a certain Thoma roaming the hallways, entering brother's room, and not coming out. Also, you're wearing Ayato's scent."
Thoma is so done.
He sighs in defeat and admits it. "I did enter Ayato's room...and he decided it would be a good idea to let me sleep with him."
Thoma realizes and chokes on air. "Not...Not in that way! I would never, never!"
Ayaka giggles and walks up to Thoma, slowly inches closer to his ear and says the most un-Kamisato thing he has ever heard or will hear. "Next time you masturbate, try not to moan out Ayato's name to loud." She walks the other way and can basically feel the embarrassment and shame coming from Thoma.
Thoma heads out to the garden after the humiliating conversation, and spots Ayato in the distance, admiring his pale skin and silky white hair.
The servant slowly walks up to him. "My Lord."
Ayato slightly tilts his head. "Goodmorning, Thoma."
He turns around and faces Thoma, bringing his hand up to caress his cheek. "Archons, Thoma, you're truly divine."
Thoma is sure he's dreaming, even though his dreams mostly consist of getting his insides destroyed by his lord. Wait, what?
The white haired man's hand travels down to Thoma's neck, making the blond whimper quietly. Ayato leans closer to Thoma.
"I'd go out of my head for you."