Dare To Love A Dragon

The servants brought the order that Royan had made. Ander dug into the food hungrily. The food just like everything else in this place tasted amazing.

"Mmh," he moaned with his eyes closed as he munched on the pancakes. It was so delicious that he found himself licking his hands when he was done. 

Royan reached out to pick one of the pancakes from the plate and withdrew his hand when Ander slapped it. Having been raised as a prince all his life and being an only child, he never learned to share. 

He glared at Royan and went back to eating the rest of the pancakes. He drank his and Royan's cold coffee without feeling bad for it. 

"Are you good now?" Royan asked pleased. He had never seen anyone eat so many pancakes so fast. He was a guest and yet he acted like he owned the place.

"Ca..can I have so..some more..more please?" 

At this point, he was tired of scolding himself. Knowing what he knew about his voice, he didn't think it would help. And Royan didn't mind his stutter so he too stopped paying attention to it.

"Later, right now let's check out the house that I told you about," he suggested to him. 

Together they moved out of the house, the house was huge. Not close to the palace of Arimelari that they were used to. But it was as big as the summer castle they stayed in during vacations. They exited the house through the back door.

Once outside he admired the beautiful garden that separated the two houses. The garden was neat and properly tended to. One could see from the way the garden was that it was taken good care of.

"That is the house you will move into," he said pointing at the mansion behind the main house they used as an outhouse for guests or in case renovations were being done in the main house.

"It looks beautiful and big," Ander strode forward to the mansion. He couldn't help but feel grateful to Royan in his heart, the boy was kindhearted and took care of him. 

They were strangers to each other and yet he made sure to take care of him and his needs. It was nice of him to offer him such a big lace to live in. It lifted the weight off his shoulders to know that he wouldn't disappoint his family. 

He was so happy that his lips curled up into a big smile complementing how he felt. "Do you like it," Royan whispered to him causing him to jump.

He was startled by the boy sneaking upon him. As though the whisper was a call to his heart, his heart was beating very loudly in his chest.

He could hear it without bending his head and he was sure that Royan can hear it too. Having turned his attention to the boy after being scared, he caught Royan laughing at him.

Royan's laugh sounded like a melody in his ears. His eyes glowed with a newfound interest that the pain inflicted in his heart by his love faded into the background. 

"You are so easy to scare," Royan told between his laughs. "I'm learning a lot about you, Ander. Tell me, do you wish to know me?" he asked.

Ander was too distracted by his smile to answer him. There was just something about Royan that he could feel in his heart that made him happy and calm. Perhaps it was because Royan was a good man or it was something else. 

Either way, he didn't care, he was happy that he could be relaxed.

"I will have the house cleaned by tomorrow. You can move in anytime you want after that," Royan said getting serious. "You should give me your number so we can stay in touch," he added.

Ander frowned, he was confused about what Royan wanted when he was asking for his number. Was he supposed to have a number?

He scratched his head nervously trying to think of what answer to give the boy. He was worried that the boy may retract his offer if he didn't have a number and seeing as he didn't have one it made him worry.

Royan smiled at how cute Ander looked when he was confused. " Do you have a phone?" 

When he heard Royan's question he panicked. He knew nothing about the phone except what molly had told her which was close to nothing. Since everything she said went out his other ear the minute she finished explaining. 

"Do you know what a phone is?" Royan asked and he shook his head to refuse. He dropped his gaze embarrassed by his current predicament.

"Is it just me or do you get cuter every moment," Royan commented causing an involuntary blush to appear in Ander's cheeks. "Red is a very good color on your face," he added.

Ander covered his face with his hands to prevent any more embarrassment from taking place. He was acting like a shy girl and he knew it and on normal occasions, he would hate it but today he found it interesting that the affected him so much.

"We should go shopping and buy you a new phone. I will even teach you how to use it," Royan let out happily. 

He placed his hand on top of Ander's shoulder and pulled him to follow him. He thought it only as a friendly act unknown to him how crazy his hand was driving the dragon. 

Ander swallowed the lump on his throat and licked his lips to stop them from being dry. He could feel the muscles on Royan's hand on his shoulder and it drove him mad thinking of what it would feel like to have his hands around his body. Touching and feeling every inch of him with his firm hands.

"Are you alright?" he heard a hoarse voice ask him. He could only nod scared that his mouth might betray his dirty thoughts.

The ride to town took a few minutes, the driver dropped them off at the store. They got into the shop, a lot of electrical things hand in the walls of the shop.

"Let's find a phone that screams you," Royan said. Having Zero knowledge of phones he let Royan do the hunting while he just watched the male. 

His racing heart not slowing down took in the appearance of the male once more. And like the time they met at the road, he didn't disappoint.

"What a faggot," he heard some boy say. He didn't bother to turn to look because did he know the meaning of the word nor did he even assume the boy was talking to him. 

"And he is not even ashamed to showcase his faggot ways in public," he heard again. He turned his head to face them when he felt their stares on him. 

"I don't think I've seen him before," the white-haired boy said. "He must be new in town," he added.

Now the dragon king was sure they were talking about him. He wasn't sure what the topic was about though and why they gave him such dirty looks.

He turned his head to watch Royan and ignore the group but the make had vanished from sight. He sighed disappointedly.

"We should teach him a lesson before he corrupts our town with his faggot ways," the white-haired boy said. 

Before Ander could wrap his head around what he said they grabbed him and started dragging him out of the store. The calmness he felt a minute ago by staring at Royan was now gone. 

He was irritated by their touch, he had no idea where their hands had been but they dared lay them on him. He could explain in words the flame of anger that ignited in his heart.

Before he could speak up they dropped him to the ground and started hitting him from all sides. All the six boys kicked him from every direction. For a king raised in the palace, he had never had anyone treat him the way the boys did.

They yelled something as they hit. In each sentence, he only caught the words faggot which he didn't understand but from the disgusting way, they said it. He was sure it was an insult.

He wasn't just angry now, he was fuming mad and he hated being someone's punching bag. Only one thought ran in his mind. 'Kill them all.'

He flipped his fingers sending all the six boys flying in all directions. He got up from the ground and cleaned his clothes, he healed his wounds with a spell and cleaned himself up before glaring at the boys.

Raising his hand he drew all of them to himself and held them in the air. He slowly started closing his open palm trying to make a fist and as he did so the boys get choked.

They couldn't breathe. He watched them struggled to get down, kicking their legs in the air and struggling to breathe with no emotion in his eyes. 

"Ander," he heard Royan's sweet voice from behind him and tensed.