#cilius

been making shitpost comics lately

Lucilius looked even angrier than usual if that was even possible and reached up to grab his hair far too tightly in one hand. “What? Too hard to believe? Or maybe you don’t want to believe it? Some creep who collected your statues actually making a move on you more than you can deal with?” he sneered. “Where’s that idol’s professionalism of yours? Can’t stand to look at pitiful, disgusting Lucilius?”

“Lucilius you know I would never-” you began before he cut you off, nearly screaming.

“Of course you wouldn’t! Can’t have anyone seeing you’re not a perfect little angel.” You winced when he started to pull at his hair and tears pooled in his eyes, sneer growing more intense. “Even years later you have to maintain that image right? Prance around wearing the costume of the perfect teacher who never does anything wrong so everyone falls at your feet. But I’m not good enough for even that huh?”

“Shut up...” You knew he could be cruel with his words but you’d never had the full force of them turned your way. You grit your teeth and looked down while you tried to find the strength to keep going and set things right.

“Of course I’m not good enough for you. I’m just a filthy peasant unworthy of a shining queen. That’s fine. That’s fine. I don’t need you I don’t need-!”

“Shut up!” You smacked his hand away from his hair and force him to look at you with strong, almost painful grip on his shoulders. “Don’t you dare talk that way about the man I love! Don’t hurt him! Don’t, don’t be so cruel to my most important person.” Your anger began to run out of steam and tears fell from your own eyes.

“I wanted, no needed, to hear you say it again because it sounds too good to be true. Having you love me back is like a dream I never want to wake up from.” You let go of his shoulders and began to cover his face in quick soft kisses.

Lucilius’ tears began to flowed in earnest as he clung to you, not daring to let go lest you disappear. “Don’t you pity me. Don’t you dare say things you don’t mean just to make me feel better.”

“I know you’re just hurt and scared Lucilius. It hurts to hear you say those things but I know you don’t mean it.” You pulled back just enough to see his face clearly. “You said it yourself didn’t you? That you were never in love with me when I was an idol. That the me you love is the rookie teacher who’s right here in front of you now. I stumble and make mistakes and I’m always coming to you with my problems but you fell in love with me anyway.”

“And I love the you that’s in front of me right now. The emotionally clumsy, passionate, brilliant, beautiful man who guides with a sigh and tiny smile that you think I don’t see. I love you Lucilius. Will you accept my confession?”

He let out a small hiccup that you pretended not to hear and leaned down ever so slightly to rest his forehead on yours. “As long as you’ll have me. I love you. My guiding star.”