Decided to upload a few, short cut chapters from ACG. I have quite a few of these - Ezra's plot actually changed quite drastically from what it once was! I've been trying to figure out the best way to upload these and other bonus content - if you have suggestions, let me know!
Milo never thought he’d start feeling this comfortable around, well, anyone really.
He had invited Corym for dinner in his room. He had always enjoyed cooking with his aunt, who taught him everything he knew. After dinner, they moved to the couch, leaning against each other, talking about nothing in particular. Milo was less afraid of reaching to take Coryms hand, or to stroke his hair. He was still too nervous to be the one to kiss him, but Corym didn’t seem to mind taking that initiative, time and time again.
In the distance, they heard a bell strike midnight.
“I didn’t realize how much time passed.” Milo muttered, looking outside.
“Yeah, I have an early class too, might as well leave.”
Milo reluctantly let go of him, and a part of him spoke up. “Wait!”
Corym looked back at him, already almost at the door. “Yes?”
“I- oh I- um” Milo’s face was burning, and his breath was short. “Maybe - maybe you can stay here? Tonight. I-I have space next to… me… or I mean you can stay on the couch, I have an extra blanket, and- and we can have tea in the morning. Just- only to sleep of course, I-”
His train of thought was cut short when Corym reached up to stroke his cheek. “You’re freaking out, are you sure?”
Milo gave him a tiny nod. “I’m pretty sure, yes.”
Corym smiled up at him. “Okay. I’m probably gonna crash to sleep though.”
“That's absolutely fine, I just thought - maybe - you know eventually-”
“Milo, this is good. It’s okay. Nothing needs to happen.”
Milo exhaled. “Okay. I’m sorry for panicking.”
Corym chuckled and stepped back. “Stop with the apologies, cutie. Anyway, best get to sleep then. Besides, I’m only doing this for the morning tea”
Milo was caught off guard over and over. He didn’t expect Corym to remove his shirt to sleep, so naturally. He couldn’t keep himself from looking at his torso, certain he was blushing. He didn’t expect him to lay down next to him, on his stomach, nor for him to take his hand. He didn’t expect him to ask so patiently if he could hold him.
His arms around him, the smallest kiss on his shoulder - stars that was nice.
“Good night, darling”.
He never expected to fall asleep that soundly.
And waking up next to him? Better than the sunrise.
He was a week late.
When her guards were sent to the human realm , they had a specific deadline to meet.
One week before the day of Calixas coronation.
The Regent had chosen a new Spirit guard for her to rely on. The young elf seemed nice enough, but all she wanted in this whirlwind of change was having her four elemental guards around her, and her spirit guard by her side.
But she would be crowned in an hour, and Ezra wasn't home yet.
Calixa waited at her rooms balcony, listening to the commotion outside. So many people were there to see her.
She heard a shy knock on the door- she recognized the approach of her mother.
"Calixa? It's almost time, are you ready?"
Calixa turned her face to the sun. She had to be ready, she had to put on a brave face.
"No."
Her mother sighed. "I'm sorry about your Spirit-"
"My friend. Ezra will be back."
Calixa felt a hand cover hers. "He is a week late and not responding to any calls. You need to accept that he may not return."
She turned to her mother. "I am far more ready for my coronation than I ever will be ready to accept that."
"Darling-"
"I'm going to go speak to my Elemental guards. There still is time."
Calixa left her room, and tried one last time to message Ezra. As usual, there was no response, and yet, she kept her faith.
CORYM
That night, Corym and his friends were at their favorite club.
Usually, Corym let loose. Sometimes, he went home with strangers. Almost always, he flirted with people at the bar, or danced with them. He found all kinds of people intriguing - man, woman, in between, it didn’t matter. They always caught his attention. And every time, he caught people’s attention.
He couldn’t say he didn’t like the attention.
But that night, he didn’t seek it. He stayed with his few friends, had some drinks, and danced.
The few times he had people approach him, he politely declined their advances. His friends started noticing. Corym made his way to the bar and ordered some water.
One of his friends - a human named Liam - sat next to him. “You’re suddenly shy tonight. You’re quiet, dancing less, and now you’re drinking water. You can’t even look anyone in the eye. You ok?”
Corym let a short laugh escape. “Don’t worry, I’m good”
Liam raised an eyebrow. “I don’t buy it. Somethings up”.
Corym grinned at him. He felt tipsy, he wasn’t sure he should say what he wanted to, but he thought the words might be nice to finally say out loud. “You know Milo right? The Anani guy who’s in the year above us? Welllll I’m dating him and he’s dating me and I realllllly like him and he makes me feel sparkly and cozy and just all good things.”
“What? That nerd who literally can’t talk to people in a full sentence without getting awkward?”
Corym pouted. “Don’t call him thatttt he’s pretty and so gooood and comfy and soft and hhhnnggghhh”
“Let me guess. You’re in trouble.”
“Yeahhhh I really like himmmmmm and I think he really likes meeeee and I just feel happy.”
His friend shrugged. “Then say it. To everyone here. Don’t hide it, people are getting worried.”
Corym hesitated. “But we don’t want everyone to know, people can be sooooo mean”
“It’s late, everyone’s probably too drunk to remember it tomorrow.”
Corym grinned and sat on the bar. “Listen up everyone! I need you allllllll to leave me alone at these parties and such cus I’m in lo - woah nope. I am datiiiiiing my favorite nerd Milo and none of you guys so a round of drinks are on me!”
When people cheered, Corym sat back on his chair. “And by “on meee” I do mean on you Liam I’m soooooo broke”.
Liam laughed. “Yeah, as usual. Here’s to you then”
Old sketch of Corym messing with Milo, taking on his eye and hair color, saying he was 'turning pretty' when Milo asked what he was doing. Got some fake glasses too.
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