Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 361. Candy

Henry’s body trembled, but he didn’t make a sound while drenching my shoulder with his tears.

I felt absolutely helpless, being confronted with the especially raw feelings I knew him for.

"I’m sorry. It’s alright." I continued to stroke his back and tried to hold him tight enough for him to cease his shaking.

"..." I didn’t really know what to do.

"...Do you want another collar?" I asked him dumbly.

He chuckled hoarsely and shook his head against my neck.

"I already have mine," he whispered.

"Then what can I do for you to stop crying?" I asked back.

"I am not crying." Again with the whispering, as if I wouldn’t notice that he tried to hide his crying voice.

"Okay. Then do you want to eat something good? I can still conjure up things, right?" I waited for his answer, but he just nodded.

No idea what question he answered with his nodding, though.

"Do you want cotton candy?" I asked him, thinking of the time I went to the amusement park with my family when my mother was still alive. I ate so much that I nearly vomited my soul out on the roller coaster.

Luckily, I made it through the ride and to a toilet, or I wouldn’t have been the only one whose day had been ruined.

"Where are you taking the cotton candy from? Which memory?"

"Amusement park when I was a child."

"Was it your cotton candy or someone else’s?"

"Mine."

"Then I want it," Henry relented.

"Okay, then how about we clean you up? Or do you want to season your cotton candy with snot and tears?"

Henry slowly pulled away from my neck and looked at me with wet eyes.

Damn... everyone looks ugly when crying, but he looked... oh my god...

My heartbeat turned dangerously irregular at that close sight.

"How are you so beautiful?" I asked him while conjuring up tissues and wiping his eyes.

"Am I?" He tilted his head a bit, as if he wasn’t aware—which I call bullshit.

"Yeah." I got rid of his tears, and because Henry displayed superhumanity, there was no snot, so he was all ready for a treat.

But then I again made the mistake of looking downwards.

Ah. There was another place that needed to be cleaned up.

I cursed inside my mind and conjured up a warm, wet towel, and after bracing myself for a few seconds, I used it to clean both of us.

Henry unexpectedly behaved and just watched me, though I could feel him getting aroused even through the towel.

He stayed obediently until the end when I put his cock away without touching it directly by pulling up his loose jogging pants while still straddling his crossed legs.

When his thing was put away, I cleaned myself up, and then I got another hot towel and tried to clean our shirts, but it didn’t look like it would work with just water.

I looked up at Henry and saw him looking back like an obedient puppy.

Damn it! How cute is this! I am cleaning him up and everything, and he just watches as if I were doing something super special, aaahh!!!

Where was the dangerously handsome depressed artist? This was just an innocent baby, aaahhh!

"We probably need to wash these." I told him.

"Our bathroom has a washing machine." Again, he was back to the whispering.

"That’s good to know." No matter what would get dirty in the future, there was no reason to walk through the house with big sperm-filled sheets in our arms or something.

"Where is my cotton candy?"

"Pffft." I chuckled at this cuteness and conjured it up.

"Here you go. Back then, I wolfed three of them down and nearly vomited, so eat slowly."

"Mhm." The cotton candy was too big to put between us, so Henry swiftly held the cotton candy behind my back and his head back on my shoulder to munch on it.

Just a bit of security and him showing his emotions, and he had reverted back to being a kid.

I placed my chin on his shoulder in return and listened to him eat while looking at the green-painted wall—because we had no bed nor bedframe, there was no headboard either.

"Is it good?"

"Yes." He also nodded a bit, and I smiled.

Maybe this morning was perfect the way it was. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

I heard a few droplets, and when I looked up to the window, where I only got a look at part of the sky and not the cornfield, I could see that it had clouded and rain was falling.

It’s so cozy to be inside while it’s raining.

It was the perfect setting to fall asleep, but simultaneously the moment felt too precious to miss by just closing one’s eyes.

"I’m finished."

I hummed; he sounded good again, very normal.

"Just throw the stick somewhere; if I let it disappear now, it would feel as if you ate nothing."

"Okay."

"It’s raining. Is that because you were crying?" I mumbled sleepily.

"I didn’t cry." Not answering in the usual joking manner, he really seemed far too innocent.

"Then the sky is crying for you?" I drawled out, not wanting to fall asleep but feeling the slight pull.

"Yes." Henry placed the stick from the cotton candy on the ground before hugging me and playing with my hair.

"I missed you so much while you were away."

"I know."

"I—"

"HOW MUCH LONGER ARE THE PRINCESSES RESIDING IN BED???" The old hag yelled so loudly that the entire continent should be able to hear.

I laughed angrily for being interrupted when Henry had just calmed down and whispered sweet stuff.

"UNTIL THEY ARE SERVED BREAKFAST!" I yelled back.

"COME OUT OR I WILL PERSONALLY SERVE YOU!" She threatened loudly, and we heard footsteps coming to our door before her stick slammed against it as if she would tear it down.

"Kenny, you should cherish your life!" Jordan laughed from another room, presenting himself as a ready victim for the dragon.

"You are no better! Joking around the whole day, go and do some work!" My grandma yelled at Jordan, albeit much friendlier than at me.

"What... what should I do?"

I broke into laughter at how scared Jordan asked that.

"Go and chop firewood!"

"Isn’t everything in here electric? For what do we need wood?" Danny asked quietly, but I heard him, and my grandma heard him as well.

"TAKE THE BLOND RAT WITH YOU, JORDAN!" She yelled before again slamming my room door.

"HIS NICKNAME IS BLEACHBOY!" I yelled back.

"...Hey!" Danny protested meekly.

I heard my grandmother chuckle after hearing me before she slammed the door again.

"ETHAN! WHY IS THERE A ROOM IN MY HOUSE I HAVE NO KEY TO???"

I turned around and saw a big, fat lock on our door that looked more like one for an entrance door than for a room door.

I leaned back to look in Henry’s face.

"Did you do that?"

He nodded, a sly grin blooming on his face, looking much more like himself again... though I really liked the childlike, obedient, after-crying Henry; this one was much more handsome.

"What did you want to say earlier?"

"I missed you." He repeated and pecked my lips.

"Pfft. I know." Patting his head and seeing him lean in, I wanted to stay inside this room forever and ignore the raging dragon outside.

"Hungry?" I asked nevertheless, because I was famished myself.

"Yeah, but I don’t want them to hog you."

"Because you want to hog me?" I asked, looking at his stunning, most inviting lips.

"Why ask when you already know?" He smiled, and I leaned in to kiss him after licking over his lips.

He tasted like the raindrops outside and like one would imagine the color ’blue’ to taste, and I really felt it was a pity not to have taken a lick of his tears.

They would probably be just as delicious.

After hearing him moan softly and feeling his hand wandering over my back to the back of my head to pull me closer, I interrupted the kiss, still conscious of the slamming against the door.

"Let’s change clothes and eat something. You can hang on me when we go outside like you always do."

"If I behave, will you reward me?"

"Maybe." I chuckled and stepped down from his lap before taking his wrist and pulling him out of bed.

He hung on my back like promised while I went to the closet left from the mattress and went through the shirts and pants—all a bit too small for Henry.

"Did your pants get dirty?" I asked him while looking for the biggest shirt inside.

"I don’t know; want to take a look?" He asked deeply while rubbing his lower parts against my backside.

I felt a vein pop and elbowed him in the stomach, only to hear him whine again.

"Whyyy?"

"You know full well." The conversation from before repeated, but it was his own fault.

I speedily pulled his current shirt over his head, and while glancing at his naked upper body with envy and awe, I put the new shirt on him before he could act out again.

Seeing the tight-fitted shirt outlining his muscles combined with the whiny expression on his face that hid the mirth under it, it wasn’t clashing but just charming as hell.

"Stop the seducing." I commanded and conjured up a big hoodie to hide him under it.

"You are the one doing the seducing. And I am not cold." He protested because of the additional clothing but still pulled the hood over his head.

"You are cold." I corrected and speedily changed my own shirt, though not fast enough to escape his wandering hands on my naked back.

"Stop it!"

"THERE WILL BE NO FOOD IF YOU DON’T COME OUT IN FIVE SECONDS!" My grandmother roared, giving me enough motivation to usher Henry to the door.