[ Minos has no proof that Kleken was putting on a show, even if he absolutely was just in case the man turned to look at him. Bear witness to your crimes, butler. ]
[ With no private bathroom as far as he could see, the soft hitch of his voice for a moment is incredibly suggestive of the route he's decided to take to get clean. Can he keep turned away now? ]
[ He and Kleken might be similar in many ways, but Minos isn’t normally the type to take advantage of someone. Whatever dirt he has on Kleken is merely insurance to him—nothing more.
And yet…
With his hands fisted at his sides, he forces himself to look away, but those awful squelching noises, not to mention the fact that Kleken’s now being vulnerable on purpose… ]
How long do you plan on fooling around like this?
[ Surely he hadn’t spilled that much inside of him— ]
[ He glances sharply at Minos' back once more at that first line but says nothing in response, distrusting those words immediately even as reason tells him that Minos doesn't deal in personal information the way he might. It's simply instinct, to assume that information about himself will be used against him at some point, and Kleken had very few experiences that have taught him otherwise. ]
[ Another put-upon exhale sounds from behind Minos' turned back, followed by the rustle of bedsheets as Kleken finally stands up, glancing back at the messy bed with a slight frown. He's not as clean as he'd like to be by far, but it'll have to do for now until he can get to a proper shower. ]
You did leave me alone to deal with the consequences of your eagerness.
[ Minos pauses, before turning carefully around to look Kleken over once more. This time he’s much more composed, and maybe even a little…cocky? Something about Kleken’s words have sunk in like a capsized ship into the deeps, and he can’t help but smirk at it, leaning in to brush his fingers underneath Kleken’s chin. ]
You like being spoiled, don’t you? How cute.
[ Almost like a certain tsundere young lady he knows so well… ]
[ He absolutely does enjoy being spoiled, but he would rather choke on his own tentacle than say it. And he's rather tempted to choke Minos on a tentacle for daring to say it himself. No one asked for this outing, Sir. ]
I enjoy the finer things in life, just as any other would.
[ His head tilts up with the touch, annoyance crossing his expression for a fleeting moment before being slipped back behind a controlled mask of confidence. ]
[ With the way Minos says it, it sounds like the most hellish thing imaginable.
Honestly, he both sort of gets and doesn’t get how Lord Istvan could still put up with this one. But for now, he’s satisfied with having gotten a rise out of Kleken, and pulls his hand away. ]
Our hosts have kindly informed us that there’s a communal bathroom not far from here. If you’re too weak to make the trip, I suppose I can carry you there…
[ He’s teasing. Mostly. It’ll be fine as long as nobody else from Umbraton is here. ]
[ It's funny how Kleken is thinking the exact same thing for the opposite reason. So long as no one in Umbraton sees, why shouldn't he take Minos for all he's worth? In whatever self-profiting and selfish ways he can. Why not indulge in something so inane he's rather sure Minos would never give him, just to see the man make a face. ]
Only if you carry me properly.
[ If he's treated like a sack of potatoes he will use his tentacles in retaliation. ]
[ What will Kleken do? Prove himself to be an irritating and insufferable bastard, of course, patting Minos' cheek lightly with his fingertips as he gives him exactly the sort of smile that's tailored to be condescendingly annoying. ]
[ …Ugh. That does earn Kleken a small twitch of the eye, even if Minos still maintains his composure all the while.
He’s surprised at how long he’s tolerated this bastard, especially considering how they’ve both been confined in some small, shitty room all this time. He can practically still feel the suckers that’ve been stuck to his body only moments earlier.
He’s not sure he’ll be quite able to wash the feeling off.
So he smiles, radiating enough excruciating politeness to put the Dawn Academy’s finest to shame. ]
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The bastard was putting on a show on purpose, wasn’t he? Minos can believe it, anyway. ]
There’s no reason to go that far. I have your intel, too.
[ And he’s very tempted to take a picture with his Watch, but he does have concerns about the security of this thing. ]
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[ With no private bathroom as far as he could see, the soft hitch of his voice for a moment is incredibly suggestive of the route he's decided to take to get clean. Can he keep turned away now? ]
Do you plan to profit from me in such a way?
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[ He and Kleken might be similar in many ways, but Minos isn’t normally the type to take advantage of someone. Whatever dirt he has on Kleken is merely insurance to him—nothing more.
And yet…
With his hands fisted at his sides, he forces himself to look away, but those awful squelching noises, not to mention the fact that Kleken’s now being vulnerable on purpose… ]
How long do you plan on fooling around like this?
[ Surely he hadn’t spilled that much inside of him— ]
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[ Another put-upon exhale sounds from behind Minos' turned back, followed by the rustle of bedsheets as Kleken finally stands up, glancing back at the messy bed with a slight frown. He's not as clean as he'd like to be by far, but it'll have to do for now until he can get to a proper shower. ]
You did leave me alone to deal with the consequences of your eagerness.
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You like being spoiled, don’t you? How cute.
[ Almost like a certain tsundere young lady he knows so well… ]
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I enjoy the finer things in life, just as any other would.
[ His head tilts up with the touch, annoyance crossing his expression for a fleeting moment before being slipped back behind a controlled mask of confidence. ]
I do enjoy spoiling others though.
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I’m sure you do.
[ With the way Minos says it, it sounds like the most hellish thing imaginable.
Honestly, he both sort of gets and doesn’t get how Lord Istvan could still put up with this one. But for now, he’s satisfied with having gotten a rise out of Kleken, and pulls his hand away. ]
Our hosts have kindly informed us that there’s a communal bathroom not far from here. If you’re too weak to make the trip, I suppose I can carry you there…
[ He’s teasing. Mostly.
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Only if you carry me properly.
[ If he's treated like a sack of potatoes he will use his tentacles in retaliation. ]
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But… ]
What do you take me for?
[ Yeah, he’s picking Kleken up in a princess carry. What’s he gonna do about it, huh!!! ]
I’m still a gentleman, you know.
[ Even if you’re the most irritating and insufferable bastard I’ve ever met and must suffer to live goes unsaid. ]
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Good boy.
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He’s surprised at how long he’s tolerated this bastard, especially considering how they’ve both been confined in some small, shitty room all this time. He can practically still feel the suckers that’ve been stuck to his body only moments earlier.
He’s not sure he’ll be quite able to wash the feeling off.
So he smiles, radiating enough excruciating politeness to put the Dawn Academy’s finest to shame. ]
Anything for you, Princess.