timid.

Minhyuk admittedly wasn’t having the best of times in the manor; a lack of grime and violence, perhaps even sex, had the male wandering around for something better to do, than simply hoping something would come along. And so he ended up here, on the adjacent side of the table, arms crossed upon the surface, with his head resting atop forearms. “Hey, baby…”

kamilla was nothing like her brother, to put it simply. she was his complete opposite, on a different end of the royal, hungarian spectrum. ever since arriving at the manor- kamilla had simply avoided him to the best of her ability. she saw him almost as a burden- a living, breathing reminder of why she had dreaded being sent to this manor in the first place. alas, when she saw him all worked up by himself, hunched over a steaming cup of java, she couldn’t help but pridefully saunter over to him- wide eyed and bushy tailed. “jó reggelt testvér!” she purred in their native tongue, slipping into the seat across from him as she pressed her chin into her palm. “my, you look absolutely wonderful. get enough beauty sleep or did prince charming wake you too early?” 

« Uh? is it for the stutter? » And he’s so naively tilting his head, hands running through his hair. « So what? Like you said, you like to read –and I’m blind, yet I enjoy books just like everybody. It shouldn’t be stopping you from wanting to read out loud. »

      ❝ isn’t gulasch ❞ —helena mispronouncing the word completely— ❝ a hearty dish? or am i wrong? ❞ she tilted her head to the side, eyes forward. ❝ are you not in the mood for ice cream? ❞

       ❝ fine, ❞ helena sighed. ❝ i’ll do the stealing ❞ —doing the quotation mark gesture with her fingers— ❝ you be the look out, ‘kay? ❞ she nodded her head at him before spinning on her heel to head towards the door, into the hallway.

donato paused just before entering the doorway as he noticed someone coming through from the other side. they weren’t paying attention, arms full of — nat wasn’t sure. “hey, watch yourself there,” he warned, pointing to the doorframe they were awfully close to. “maybe i should help?”

“It is comfortable, but I think comfortable is boring. That said, I’m not going to forcefully take off your clothes or force you into other ones… unless you want me to” Otto teased with a wink as he removed his arm from Ben. He walked in front, stopping at the door to his bedroom, and turning his back to the door as he looked to the other male “So, glad you trust me, but please try to think of this as fun my dear Benji. Please don’t get caught in your head, it’s just fun mixed with some clothes. Fun and clothes, that’s all”

❝ It hasn’t even been a minute since I stepped inside and I can already feel the wave of sheer shade washing over me. ❞ Says the prince. His family technically owned the place anyways, so. Erh, he just assumes he can get away with saying this to.. No one in particular, anyone whose the closest, it seems.

Otto shrugged, a small smile coming to his face as Benji figured out his plan “Why do you say dress up like it’s a game for kids. Adults can have fun with clothes” he sighed, stopping as he let go of Ben’s hand and swung his arm around the other male. He rested his head on Ben’s shoulder “Benji, what was this whole thing about? I’ll answer that actually, it was you stepping out of that comfort zone” He looked down, his hand running over the other’s chest as he looked at the contrasting styles of their clothes “Not that there’s anything wrong with your wardrobe. We both know mine’s just different. If it makes you feel better we can mix-and-match together”

        helena shook her head at him dismissing his apology. ❝ true ❞ —helena nodded her head in agreement— ❝ but, do tell me, where’s the fun in that? ❞ she quirked a brow as the mischievous smirk she had on a while ago run along her lips once again. 

Otto’s breath hitched for a brief second as he watched his coat almost touch the ground, the trust in giving it to him wavering slightly. Maybe some warning would have done some good, but the coat was fine. So, the smile on his face remained, especially seeing how confused the other male was “This a perfect hint Benji, especially when you find out what I’m leading you to” he shrugged, not caring what Ben did with his hint as long as the coat was still pristine “Wearing it was part of the hint, but if you don’t want to you don’t have to. There will be plenty of time, and plenty of clothes later”

“ For all I know, they could be explosives. ” She shrugged, through grinning at the sound of ‘help.’ Oh, yes, she could use some of that “ Yes, yes, I could use that. I’ll take the left, alright? ”