Phantom Thief {Aυтσρℓαу}

   Confusion was clear on the dragon masters face. Phantom didn’t know who he was? What? Freud wanted to immediately write this off as a prank by his friend, but the look he was wearing… something told Freud that this wasn’t the case.

          “ What? Phantom, it’s me, Freud. ”

   His voice held concern for his friend. Surely he hadn’t forgotten about him. They had been through too much together to just forget and Freud was positive he wasn’t effected by the spell years ago. No, someone else too the fall for that. 

          “ Are you alright? ”

   Obvious they knew him.But why couldn’t he recall them?Everything in his memories was hazy.Like a fog on his mind covering what lead up to his untimely death.Moving away from the spirit he shook his head.

Still stuck in 2017 lmao

          “ Erm, well, what I meant was, uh,              perhaps we could… make love? ”

   Freud lightly rubbed the back of his neck. Oh dear, he could feel the heat from his blush there. It felt rather embarrassing asking this way, hell, Freud wasn’t even sure if Phantom wanted to do something like that with him.

          “ If you want to, I mean. ”

“....”

   He watched Freud get redder then he already was.Taking the other’s confirmation he replied with a like hearted chuckle.To become a flustered mess as this..

   Freud had watch his friend fall in battle. Being a spirit himself, there was nothing that could be done to stop his death. It was tragic to say the least. Freud had begged and plead for Phantom to be spared from this early release, but sadly, his prayers were not heard. Phantom seemed to be confused about where he was, Freud figured it would be best to greet him and tell him where he was. Perhaps inform him that Aria was waiting for him too. Freud appeared before the other, giving him a soft, welcoming smile.

          “ Good evening, Phantom. It’s been a long time, hasn’t it? ”

   He frowned trying to scrounge up some memory to dig up but nothing came...Hearing voice he turned at the source eyes falling on the dragon master.Moving away he floated in silence staring up and down the stranger.They didn’t seem hostile...His heart sank seeing them in similar conditions...What was puzzling was the other’s words.Did they know him?..

   W-was Phantom…? Oh my… He must admit, he wasn’t expecting that to happen. He supposed he didn’t expect any of this to happen, but that was far beyond his expectations. Freud wasn’t quite sure how he should go about this, honestly. Phantom did move away, thus giving him a chance to escape. But did he want to?  Freud’s hands slipped back up, covering the lower half of his face as he glanced down and back up at his comrade. 

          “ Um… Phantom… ”

   How to phrase this? How should he even bring this up? 

          “ Do you- er, would you like to… um… ”

   He glanced down once more, then back up; finding it hard to say the act. He used his free hand to make a rather nonsensical gesture. ‘What type of gesture would you use for that anyways?’

         “ Do that? ”

“ Do...that?”

   Freud was sure he looked like a red mess right now. His cheeks and now, most likely his lips all matched the shade of his robes. Oh but it was worth it. That was nothing like anything he experienced before. The passion, being held like that, just all of it; it was all so wonderful.

   Freud’s head fell to the shoulder of the thief, breathless and panting. His mind was rather dazed from the heated moment, so, of course, he thought the best course of action would be to bury his face against Phantom’s shoulder.

          “ Phantom… that was… I… Thank you. ”

   What was the proper thing to say after, well, in layman’s terms, making out like that? Was he not supposed to say anything at all? Oh dear, he wished he was more knowledgeable in this field. Perhaps he should start reading more romance novels in the future.

Phantom quickly regained composure.A smile on his face as he moved head to look at the hot mess of a dragon master.This all happened at the heat of the moment yet..he couldn’t deny he didn’t enjoy it.His hunger was far from sedated though.With his arms still  wrapped around their waist he had them pinned at the wall.With their bodies pressed close it was easy to notice what he wanted.But...he gave a small sigh.Releasing the hero before drawing back,even if he wanted more that should be held for another time.The poor magician look close to fainting of embarrassment.Giving a small tousle of hair he moved back to hold his weapon.

It’s hard to forget a man who always dressed in such garb and played with magic. Even harder to forget that same man who saved your life that fateful day when you had no hope of survival against constant lashing and assaults. And now, to see an image almost every day of im in the form of a… ‘Pet’, as he called it– Or a little brother/child, as she called it.

Though she couldn’t say that she didn’t appreciate his kind gestures. There are more than enough times where she thinks he’ll disappear, leaving an empty hole in her heart.

❝ … I guess you’re right. It does add a lot of character to my dull snowmen. I think even Tou-san would approve. ❞

The thief is given a soft smile, Aoko readjusting the grip on Miki so he now sits like one would carry a toddler. There are plenty of thing about his world that she was unaware of, and the fact that items like ‘pets’ could be used here…

❝ Ne, do you have Christmas in your world, Phantom-kun? ❞

“Christmas?...Of course we have it.”

   A festive time of year to share with family and loved ones.It was hard for him to celebrate such a holiday considering he lost his loved one long ago.And being imprisoned in ice for over a hundred years well...doesn’t help his case in the slightest.Sure he celebrates with his crew on the Lumiere but..it get’s alittle lonely.      He brought up a small smile.Talking like usual seems abit tiring.Compared to his last visit he rather not worry Aoko any further.His mind at the time taken a dark turn and after some self reflecting he hope he was doing better.Though the thoughts still linger....