Broken Bells

“Why the fuck would you do that?” Mago asked almost in a whisper, eyes still shocked and facial expression comical. King's smile widened as he leaned back with a satisfied look on his face, tipping his chin like the king he was.

Oh, how he loved to tease the boy

“Do what?” he asked poking the nerve in that beautiful being sitting on his throne. Yes, the throne named as King’s middle.

By the way….he loves it

“kiss me stupid” Mago replied in a matter-of-fact manner still holding onto King’s face softly while the other had a plastered smirk on his features.

“it was a peck…..not a kiss” King said mimicking Mago’s way of talking. The younger rolled his eyes leaning back to sit straight properly.

“ok, Einstein…..why did you ‘peck’ me” Mago sassed madly but turned out to be an adorable puppy with glistening eyes and soft pouty lips making King’s heartbeat go feral.

“hmmm…..maybe consider it as a payback?” the older said suddenly sitting up resulting in Mago slipping in his lap while he secured his grip around the boy’s petite waist.

The younger was unbothered though instead he placed his hands around King’s shoulder so causally that it wasn’t even noticeable.

“for what…..what have I ever done to you?” Mago asked dramatically. His tone accusing the other and defending himself even before he knew what he has to defend himself for.

“for the stunt, you pulled last night….or did you forget?” the older said referring to the previous night, he raised his brow mockingly and grinned big when Mago turned his face away to avoid eye contact.

“w..what stunt….I don’t know what are you talking about” he said trying to slip away from the king’s lap but the older held him more closely, raising Mago so he was now standing on his knees while he still straddled the king’s legs.

“oh, poor memory you have don’t you……..let me remind you” King said looking up at Mago who was at a little height than King due to him standing on his knees.

“a phone call…..meeting room……you picking up my call without my permission………complaining about The Crime Lord to his own Father huh?.....ring any bells?” King stated in a sing-song voice while his eyes showed no particular emotion other than pure seriousness.

Why was he serious all of the sudden

It was just a phone call….not a fucking bank robbery…..geez

Mago gulped visibly and audibly, trying again to get himself free from the tight claws of the devil but to his bad luck, the king was stronger than him.

Stronger!…period.

“n..no. I...I think my bells are broken” Mago muttered nonsense while pushing King away softly, not to put pressure to offend him or something.

“I think we are equal now……” the older chuckled at the futile attempt Mago made to push him away and he was loving the moment so much.

Well….who wouldn’t

“still…..you shouldn’t have kissed me,” Mago said, his now tired hands over King’s shoulders. The other rolled his eyes at the false complaint again. he sighed as he loosened his grip around Mago and the boy smiled in return.

“I think you have a rusty memory baby boy……maybe I should demonstrate the difference between a peck and a kiss” King said raising his hand to hold Mago again but the boy was fast enough to push at his chest making him drop back on the bed and scrambled off his body to his side of the bed.

“no fucking way!” he cursed covering his body with the comforter he shared with the older. King chuckled at his childishness and shyness and nervousness and boldness and…..

The boy was a pain in the ass. Sure enough, King found something alluring in that boy that he was still alive after what he had been doing since the day they have become boyfriends because many previous lovers of the king had died mysteriously.

One of the poor folk, who was cutting an apple for his boyfriend, had slipped on the slippery floor stabbing his eye in the process and died.

King was devastated at the loss

That’s how they were gone. Thinking that they own the king, own the crime lord and that was their biggest mistake since they had to pay a very big price for that.

But not Mago…nah. The young boy has somehow acquired a special corner in King’s heart and he is going to rule it till his heart's content.

“change your clothes before you sleep……or should I help” King teased again wanting to get a reaction from the younger and reaction he got but it was beyond his expectation.

Mago pushed the blanket away and glared at the older before he pulled open the belt of his big loose pants and pushed the clothing from his legs and onto the floor. His bare beautiful legs came into view making King gulp his desires back.

The younger then tossed his shirt away leaving himself in a thin tank top, which barely covered his ass, and pulled the blanket on his body again.

“Happy?” he asked sassily, turning around and closing his eyes. King was awestruck where he stood. The image was hard to erase from his mind any time soon. He sighed loosening his hair tie and letting his hair free from restraints.

“very” muttering. King managed his way to the bathroom to get ready for bed as well.

……….

The next day started with the king being missing from the bed and Mago frowning at the empty side. Why did he need King first thing in the morning?

Well….because Mago and Mickey had a plan of group study today before the week of their exam starts.   And since Mago needs permission from the king to go out as he does not have access like a king’s boyfriend should have, he was disappointed not to see him in bed.

“where is this jerky coconut?” he mumbled dragging himself to the washroom to get ready for the day. Casually selecting from King’s expensive limited edition clothing, Mago dressed himself in blue jeans and a black big ass hoody.

He looked adorable

After getting ready, the young boy began with the mission of finding his key to exit the manor aka. Mafia king. along his search process, Mago came across a floor where a very alert and strict-looking Charlton was standing.

“hello there!!” Mago chirped loudly making Charlton look at him alarmed. When he registered the presence of the younger he rolled his eyes at him before continuing his duty.

“rude much” Mago said looking at Charlton and the way he rolled his eyes.

“soooo……where is my man?” Mago asked and started to circle around Charlton at a slow tortoise pace. It was intended to annoy the older and Mago was successfully doing it like an ace he was.

Charlton sighed loudly before holding onto Mago’s shoulder and making him stand at a little distance from himself. He pulled back a little as if trying to see if Mago will move or not because he was ready to stay Mago put again.

Mago watched him carefully, eyes racking up and down the older’s frame. He smiled at Charlton charmingly showing his friendly side.

“where is he?” he asked again.

“in a meeting with Mr Xavier…..and no one is allowed….and before you ask again…..no! his boyfriend is not allowed either” Charlton said and Mago scowled at him. That was the exact answer he had in his mouth if Charlton didn’t let him meet.

Just as he was about to shower some curses, King opened the door and walked out. He stopped to stare at the younger who looked so innocent being confused and fluffy in his clothes before he marched forward, Charlton following him quickly.

“hey wait!!!” Mago shouted after King. The crime lord though, didn’t listen, his eyes brows were furrowed and he was in a foul mood.

“Listen please…..please!!!” Mago ran after him and successfully stopped him by placing his small hand over the king’s chest while he panted in front of him.

The staff who was witnessing all that smiled in their minds seeing a kitten roaring against a feral tiger.

“what do you want….?” King asked in his low voice sending shivers to everyone present there including Mago.

He gulped

“I…I want to go to Mickey’s house” he stated his purpose and King stared at him for a solid minute.

Does this boy not understand any situation?

“no, stay home” King rejected him in an instant making Mago open his mouth to say something but the older didn’t stay for a minute and walked out of the main door.

“what do you mean…..hey!!!!.....I want to go….it’s important to please” he rushed behind the king who was talking to his men along with Charlton but when Mago interrupted him again, king lost his patience.

Grabbing Mago by his nape, King pulled him towards himself harshly making Mago wince at the stronghold. His eyes were so dangerous that Mago might faint but that boy had the nerve to stare back but with teary eyes.

“listen boy and listen carefully…..I said no…and a no means no.....stay home. What part didn’t you get?” he asked menacingly, threatening Mago to disobey and see.

“b..but…” the younger gulped when he saw King’s nose flaring in anger.

“stay home……I won’t repeat the same way” King snarled at him pushing Mago away roughly. The younger stumbled back placing his small hand over his hurting nape which was gripped by the king so tightly.

“fucking shit” Mago muttered angrily at King who was now facing his men again, explaining something important.

They were discussing something very serious but that doesn’t mean that Mago and his problems are not serious. They are so very much serious and he is going to get king for ignoring his boyfriend.

A sudden thought penetrated his mind and Mago smiled mischievously. He knew what he was about to do was going to get his ass whipped but some spice to life is not bad after all.

……..

“fuck!” King cursed under his breath after killing almost everyone in the abandoned location they were at. A rotten grey structure in the middle of a deep dark forest.

His gun was left with a single bullet that he has just pierced inside that dead man’s head who was lying in his own pool of blood.

“all clear King,” Charlton said behind him. King threw his gun at the man on his right and pulled out his cigarette. Igniting one, he took a drag and exhaled the smoke into the dirty air, feeling disgusted with his bloodied clothes.

Killing is no fun when your clothes are ruined.

“you leave first…..we will follow suit,” King instructed referring to himself and Charlton, the boys nodded before they filled in their cars and drove away.

“let’s go home,” King said taking another drag, Charlton followed him behind. The duo walked some distance when King heard a voice behind him and he straightened his neck in alarm while the cigarette in his hand went burning.

“don’t move or he will die,” a man threatened behind King’s back. His voice was calm but scared. it was visible in his trembling existence.

King turned around and his eyes widened.

Charlton didn’t expect that but the gun pointed at him was a sign that they were not going home any time soon.  

authors note 

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