"Klein~ I'm home!" Amon shouted cheerily as he opened the door of his mansion, " Ah- I smell something good! You ordered some food?"
"No," Klein shook his head as he entered the front hall and helped Amon take off and hand his outer jacket and hat, "I made it myself."
"You know how to cook?" Amon gasped in surprise, "This is the first time you cooked something for me, I'm happy~!" Amon smiled and hugged Klein tightly.
"I-I only just recently learned as someone from my class had a chef who was more than happy to teach me..." Klein mumbled awkwardly, not knowing where to put his hands as Amon hugged him tightly. Was amon really so happy just from some food?! The real Klein must have trash! Scum! "Its probably not going to be as good as your food though..." he sighed.
"Anything by Klein would surely be tasty!" Amon cheered as he finally released Klein from his bear hug and skipped towards the dinning room not unlike a kid happily jogging and running as if he had just seen some candy.
Klein couldn't help but smile at this childish fiance of his-
Oi-
Wait a minute!
Why was this atmosphere so chummy?!
Why were they acting like a lovey dovey couple?!
Klein was straight!
"Klein, you're not eating?" Amon called put from a different room.
"Coming!" Klein shouted back as he quickly folded the outer coat that amon had worn carefully and placing it on the table gently before dashing back towards the dining room where Amon was already sitting there, swaying his legs while waiting, like an actual spoiled kid waiting to be served.
"Klein! Feed me!" Amon demanded with a bright smile making Klein sigh, this bear child... but he couldn't feel any sort of negative feelings or annoyance. Actually, he found this spoiled brat side of Amon quiet cute-
Klein instantly slapped himself.
What was he thinking?!
A grown man?! Cute?!?!
Klein shook his head to get rid of such ridiculous thoughts and quickly served a plate of his fried rice to Amon.
"I still have to go back to work soon so I only made something quick, hope it suits your tastes." Klein explained shyly- no why was he even shy?!
"I don't mind," Amon smiled as he pointed to his mouth, "Feed!"
"..."
Klein sighed with a small smile as he scooped some of the steaming rice and blowed on it to cool it as Amon was a sheltered noble kid, his mouth would probably be a bit sensitive and might cry from something so hot and unfamiliar being stuffed into his mouth-
The corner of Klein's mouth twitched as he instantly stuffed the spoon into Amon's mouth.
What was he even thinking?!
"Ah-!" Amon gasped in surprised as his mouth was forcefully stuffed by hit rice.p and a few tears peaked out from his onyx like eyes. He pouted at Klein with a teary expression as he chewed on his rice.
"I'm sorry!" Klein instantly exclaimed as he realized that he had hurt Amon.
Failure of a husband!
Trash!
Scum!
Amon shook his head as if to say that it was okay and Klein let out a sigh of relief and gently fed the rest of the fried rice to Amon who happily ate it with a giant smile on his face.
By the time Klein was finished feeding Amon and himself, Klein's mind was already running with thoughts as he looked at the satisfied face of Amon sipping on his tea. Just something as simple as fried rice makes him smile like that... just how bad was his life previously?
Klein heaved a sigh as he cleaned the table and put the used dishes in the sink.
"I'll get going now, I can't slack off the entire day on the first day of my job." Klein said as he dusted his top hat and wore his coat.
"I just came home too..." Amon complained as he leaned on the wall. "I wanted to spend more time with Klein..." he pouted.
Ah...
How to deal with this spoiled fiance?
Klein let out a humorless chuckle, and with a little thought and hesitation, he raised his right hand and patted Amon gently on his head. (He had to stand on his toes since he was too short- but we dont talk about that.)
"I'll try to come back home early and move the rest of my clothes to my new house and show you around, okay?" He spoke in a tone as if soothing a kid who had just dropped his ice cream.
"Hm~!" Amon purred against Klein's hand and let out a pleased hum.
Just as Klein was about to shut the door behind him, he heard Amon calling out his name again.
"What is it?" Klein impatiently looked back at the grinning Amon, "I'm gonna be late."
"Arent you going to give me a goodbye kiss?" Amon teased as he leaned heared onto the wall with a playful expression on his face.
Klein's entire face heated up.
K-k-k-k-ki-k-kis-k-kiss?!
Klein wanted to do nothing more than run!
B- but!
He was supposed to act as Amon's finace!
And even if the original Klein was supposedly cruel and cold to Amon- he still had to kiss Amon as he had promised himself to be a better fiance and treat Amon right!
He had never even thought about how he'd have to hold and kiss Amon- even doing something as taboo and not-safe-for-work as holding hands!
But....
Klein gulped in fear as he slowly approached the grinning Amon. (Was it just him or that Amon looked especially evil at this moment... nah, Amon was too innocent for expressions like those. Must have been in his head.)
Klein was a man of his word!
Klein nervously held Amon's smiling face with both of his hands as his own ears and face burned from what he was about to do-
His first kiss!
Amon smiled and closed his eyes expectantly to receive Klein's kiss.
Then he felt a pair of lips-
On his forehead.
"Okay, I'll be going now!" Klein gasped out with an urgent and flustered voice as he practically dashed out the mansion towards the road, shutting the door behind him with a loud bang.
Amon just stood there for a while, then suddenly let out an amused laugh.
"Ah... Mr. Fool is just so cute~" his face scrunched up into a sadistic smile.
Beside him, another Amon materialized out of thing air from a microbe and poured, "I wanted to kiss Klein too!" He complained like a kid.
Another Amon materialized beside the too and nodded frantically at the doppelganger's words.
"Wouldn't kissing the entity right now be equivalent to indirectly kissing Klein?!" One Amon clone who had materialized from a mosquito gasped in realization.
The three Amon clones looked expectantly at the main body with the same devilish smiles on their faces.
"Not in the corridor." The main Amon smiled as he walked towards one of the cloeste bedrooms from his position.
Klein walked around a bit to Welch's place and after finding nothing, he visited the Divination club to figure out how to act as a Seer. The cost for initial membership was 5 pounds and the rest of the next years was 1 pound each... although he did still have about 10 pounds left since his clothes had been bought by Amon, he was still a bit hesitant on spending such a large amount of money at once.
After that he hired a man named Glacis to have his fortune read and even helped the man realize his problem with his lungs.
He would think it through once and the pay the fees for the divination club by that night or the next day.
As for why he did not choose to do it independently, it was because he temporarily lacked the resources and channels. He could not bring himself to stand on the streets as a hawker since he cared for his reputation.
A few minutes later, the public carriage arrived. He spent two pence and reached Zouteland Street which was not very far off.
He pushed open the door to Blackthorn Security Company but did not see the familiar brown-haired girl. He only saw the black-haired, green-eyed Leonard Mitchell with his poetic bearing behind the reception counter.
Fuck.
Klein instantly remembered what had happened just that morning.
Leonard lazily looked up to see who had came in and as soon as he saw Klein's face- he froze.
Leonard, who had not yet ran to the Desi bay to become a fisherman suddenly regretted his choice to not do so yet.
"..."
"..."
The two stared at each other awkwardly before finally Leonard broke the silence with a cough.
"Rozanne has the shift in the armory today..." he notified awkwardly.
Although he was surprised by how Amon had described his.... uh- 'love story' with the man in front of him the old man had thankfully reminded him of the fact that Amon was a King of Angel's of sequence 1 while Klein would have just been a normal human back then.
So whatever Amkn had told him was probably all false considering his nickname as the God of Deception and lies as the old man had informed him and it was probably a parodied version of the real story in order to see Leonard's dumbfounded expression for fun.
What startled him was that- based off of Amon's half lies and half truth- this man in front of him was probably the t-top in ther relationship-
No!
Must not think of such blasphemous thoughts!
A normal human to have pushed down an angel and dominated "Him"... that being was definitely even scarier than an Angel "Himself"!
Although he did feel a little bit of pity for the poor Klein who was now stuck thinking that Leonard had this misunderstanding about his character...
At first Leonard was puzzled and suspicious on how a normal person like Klein had survived with his interaction with the Antigonus Family Notebook and how he was the only one who had survived with such suspicious circumstances. But later he hot to know that the person backing Klein was actually an angel king!
No wonder he survived!
Amon also probably stole his memories of the encounter and his wounds as normal people would easily go mad due to the knowledge of mystical things which was probably in the notebook.
He had briefly wondered why Amon would date a normal human and didn't even make him into a beyonder to at least the demi god level so that they could live together for far longer.
Then the old man had told him how this entire thing of how Klejn had entered into the beyonder world and into the Nighthawks team might as well have been a part of Amon's plan.
To make your lover become a beyonder not through raising him yourself but through official and legal channels so as to not disrupt the normal life, well, at least the illusion of normal life.
Leonard sighed.
That was one devoted lover.
Even old man was confused with all of this- but he was more scared of having his sequence 1 characteristics getting stolen by Amon and even more confused of the fact that Amon had just left with Klein and had done nothing at all and had just left Pallez and Leonard just like that.
Leonard was worried that the old man would finally run away and abandon him, but thankfully the old man had stayed saying that since Amon had already found him out running away from him another time was almost impossible and the strain of changing parasitic targets again so soon one after the another especially with his weakened state was too much. So staying with Leoanrd and hoping that Amon's plans weren't that cruel was the best bet so as to not anger the angel and bring this wrath upon themselves.
"You should get your bullets down in the armory," Leonard coughed out after a while.
Klein nodded tensely as he walked towards the corridor.
"Also," Leoanrd stopped him and gave a small smile, "Welcome to the Nighthawks. You and I are going to be partners and colleagues from now on so let's get along." 'Let's get along so that your boyfriend won't kill me!' "Maybe we can even be friends?" Then Leonard remembered the setting Amon had made of then two, "Since your finace is Amon."
Klein's eyes shimmered with gratefulness as he looked back at Leonard with a touched expression- "Yes!" He exclaimed with delight, he was afraid that what Amon had said about his and Klein Moretti's origin story would have made Leonard disgusted with him and turn him into an outcast!
There are really such nice people in this world!
His eyes almost teared up.
Leonard, who saw such a grateful expression on Klein's face and insaptantky felt guilty for trying to climb his thigh to protect himself from Amon, "..." he could almost heart Pallez wheezing in laughter in his head.
"I-I'll go get the bullets now." Klein bowed respectfully and co tuned towards the armory, this time with a much more brighter expression.
"So innocent..." Leonard cursed under his breath, "How did he even get involved with a devil such as Amon?!"
"You called?" Amon smiled from beside him.
"@%#$@$+%+/!"
Leonrd fell.
Amon was laughing.
Pallez was crying.
Zouteland Street, Shooting Club.
Kleinnad arrived here to practice his gunmanship as well as get his exercise done after getting his 30 bullets from the armory, where he had met with Rozanne along with Bredt, another one of their collgues.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Klein repeated the process—gripping the gun, raising his arms, shooting, releasing the cylinder, ejecting the empty shells, and stuffing in rounds—again and again. He became familiar with the process and built it into his muscle memory.
Of course, he had a few breaks in between to review and correct the process.
After finishing his practice, Klein used the grounds to do various exercises like push-ups. He worked hard to train his body to improve his physique.
Once everything was over, he sat in an untracked carriage home. Only then he realized it was nearing seven and the sky was already dark.
He should be heading back to Amon's home now...
Klein took a carriage and arrived at Amon's mansion by 7pm.
"Klein! Welcome back~" Amon greeted enthusiastically as he hugged Klein whomaptted him on the back awkwardly. Amon seemed to have realized something and instantly separated himself from Klein, "Klein you're sweaty..." he complained.
Was he saying that Klein was smelly and disgusting? "..."
"I'll prepare a bath for you!" Amon clapped his hands in glee.
"No!" Klein instantly exclaimed. Taking a shower at his fiance's house?! Would probably obviously lead to an ambiguous situation! "I mean," Klein coughed and continued in anormal tone, "There's not much time, Melissa should be home by this time and I also need to cook dinner for them. We should hed back."
"You always cook for your siblings?" Amon asked the seemingly innocent question, but klein could read between the lines- 'you mean to say you cook for other everyday but only cooked for me for three first time today?'
"I mean- its only my second time cooking for them. Since, uh you know, I just only recently learned cooking..." why was he sweating even more now?!
"Okay, let's get your clothes now. I'll also bring some ingredients." Amon smiled.
"Ah, I forgot we're also out of groceries... I needed to buy them." Klein sighed as he packed his clothes neatly in the small suitcase Amon had gifted him.
"Dont worry, knowing Melissa, she should have already bought the groceries." Amon soothed, of course he didn't actually know Melissa outside of some basic stuff and polite greetings, but he had the upper hand of having his clones all around Tingen all the time and acting as his eyes.
"Mn," Klein nodded, Amon really seemed to know his family closely... too bad Melissa seemed to hate him and he still didn't know Benson's view on Amon...
What a pitiful person Amon was... stuck in such a toxic relationship where he was the victim and people only accused him since he seemingly had the upper hand due to his wealth and status...
"Since it will be late until we're done with dinner... I should pack a set of extra clothes to stay the night." Amon mused loudly to himself.
H-huh...?
"What," Klein's eyes widened as he dropped the tie he as holding in his hands.
"To stay at your home silly." Amon chuckled as he picked up the tie thatbad fallen from from his clumsy fiance's hands and neatly folded it into the suitcase. "Since it would probably be very late and dangerous by that time..."
Of course, someone as sweet and rich and weak as Amon would be the prime target of thieves and thugs who roamed through the allies during the night to fish for targets, and with a face like that...who knew what those monsters would do to the poor and helpless Amon!
But...
Staying the night...
Especially with their identity as fiances...
Wouldn't that mean Amon would have to sleep with Klein in the same room and bed?!
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