The Onyx Reapers

“I can do what I can,” Cassie responded, giving the young king a knowing smile. She walked to his bedroom and stepped inside, looking at her brother. “You hurt your head, hm?”

Floyd sat up straight, looking at his sister, and he groaned. Out of anyone else in this god damn castle, he just had to get Cassie?. “I said I was fine, I’ve had much worse from Nick.”

Cassie shook her head slowly, moving to sit beside her brother. “You two need to stop with those late night boxing matches. Don’t act like I don’t know about those, he beats the hell out of you every time,” she commented while beginning to check his head.

Cassie finished checking his head, and it went by slightly quick. “You’ll be fine, the worst is that you’ll have a small bruise for a few days,” she explained with a smile.

“Alright, thanks Cassie. See? I told you I was fine,” Floyd said, throwing a glance in Ace’s direction.

(Okay, I’ll check it out!)

Floyd frowned softly when his friend looked away, his face obviously red. He exhaled softly, knowing that they would have to talk about what happened. He sent Cassie away, telling her to get back to work, then looked at Ace. “We need to talk about this,” he said in a level tone.

(Huh, it said the link expired?’

(Alright, cool! I’ll have to download the app and make a profile once I get a better connection to WiFi, things are going slow atm.)

“About all of that..” Floyd started, clearing his throat. “You did ask me to stay…” he ran a hand through his hair, tugging loosely at the strands.

(Okay! I’ll make sure to create a reminder to set that up.)

“Yeah, you did. You fell asleep, and I was getting up to leave, and you started crying about how everyone was leaving you. You only calmed down when I said I would stay. Do you really not remember all of that?” Floyd explained, frowning softly at Ace.

“Believe me, I was confused. You just went on about your dad, how he was gone, and you said I was leaving you too.. I was only leaving to let you rest, but you seemed convinced that I was going to walk from this room and vanish, so I stayed,” Floyd explained, rubbing the back of his neck in an anxious manner.

“You fell asleep, and I would have left, but you sort of wrapped yourself around me and I couldn’t..” he slowly trailed off toward the end.

Floyd shook his head and folded his hands in his lap. “No, it’s fine, I completely understand. I guess I got into it a bit as well,” he said, chuckling softly.

Floyd smiled softly at Ace’s red cheeks. “Mm, just a little bit,” he said, picking ato one of his short nails.

“We’re good now, right?” Floyd asked with a hopeful smile, looking at his friend.

(Haha yeah, Floyd is just very confused on how to feel.)

“Alright, Great,” Floyd responded, poking his friend in the side. He was completely unsure of how to feel about this. Ace was his best friend, why did he have this giddy feeling in his stomach?

Floyd laughed sharply and shook his head. “You need to learn how to defend yourself, boy,” he teased in a demanding tone.

Floyd let out a suggestive whistle and laughed loudly. “You look like a real king when you do that.”

“Ah, that’s no fun,” Floyd said with a groan, nudging his friend backward with one of his boots.