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“You look rather stressed your highness, shall I bring you some tea?”
“No, it’s fine. Don’t fret about it, Yuuki.”
Makoto wasn’t satisfied with that answer, but there wasn’t really much he could do. Of course preparations for the festival fell upon the prince, but it seemed as if Hokuto was pushing himself, and as his butler (and boyfriend), Makoto had no choice but to worry.
“Maybe you should take a break, your highness?” Makoto tried, but with how stubborn Hokuto could be, he wasn’t sure that it would work.
But, surely enough, Hokuto stopped writing down suggestions, and instead turned to look at him. “You know I’ve told you on countless occasions that you don’t have to keep up the formalities, just calling me by name is enough.”
Although it might be inappropriate to some, he never considered it that big of a deal, and he knew his family wouldn’t care. And, he did want Makoto to call him by his name aside from the occasional slips, just the thought of that was enough to tint his cheeks red, hopefully hidden by the candle light. (It wasn’t, if Makoto had any less reserve he’d have chuckled at that.)
“But, it’s a bit unfair isn’t it? Especially since you keep calling me ‘Yuuki’”
“Well, it’s different. A prince must maintain his jargon at all times.” Hokuto argued back, Makoto didn’t think his argument had any basis, there really was no difference.
“Well then Hokuto,” His heart skipped a beat, and Makoto noticed his predicament, smiling softly, “You’ve been working hard, but it’s worrisome how much burden you seem to take.”
“You look all disciplined and relaxed, but I can see how much the preparations are taking a toll on you. A short break can take you a long way, you know?”
Hokuto only had a moment to put down his pen, before Makoto strode to where he sat, taking his hand and pulling him away from his desk.
“...You’ve gotten quiet shrewd haven’t you, Yuuki?” Hokuto sighed deeply, “I really wouldn’t know what to do without you.”
“I have to fulfill my duties, don’t I?” Makoto had let go of his hand, but the former was smiling so brightly that Hokuto couldn’t help but feel at ease just looking at it. He didn’t know what he’s done to deserve someone like Makoto by his side, but whatever it was, he was thankful for it.
“Well then, Hokuto, I will take over your duties while you go enjoy a well deserved break.”
But, instead of leaving, Hokuto simply held out his hand. “No need for that, I’d rather have you accompany me.”
The blonde was taken back for a moment, before laughing softly, the sound echoing like a sweet serenade. “And, yet, you accuse me of being shrewd”
But, nevertheless he intertwined their hands, and there the two boys were, where they always belonged, by the each other’s side