Heiren opened his mouth, ready to question Kairo further, but he stopped short when Richard suddenly strolled into the kitchen.
The sight of him was.. Startling, at least.
His neck was covered in love marks— dark and obvious, and all Heiren could do was stare, speechless.
Heiren quickly snapped out of his embarrassment fast, his surprise quickly turning to disbelief.
He jabbed a finger at Richard, his voice sharp and accusatory. "Is this why I haven't seen you around the house, Richard?"
Richard just shrugged, looking far too undisturbed for someone with hickeys all over his neck.
"I've been busy.." He said dryly, leaning back against the counter and crossing his arms over his chest, refusing to meet Heiren's eyes.
Beside Richard, Alhai's eyes drifted to the love bites on Richard's neck, a frown deepening on his face as he forced his eyes to look the goleter in the eyes.
"Who made those marks on you?" He asked, pointing at the bruises. "Did you bring someone home?"
