Luciel has been starting to hang out Mick more, talking to him and overall, just spending time with his cute servant. He wasn’t rude anymore. In fact, he was quite nice to Mick.
Getting up Luciel glanced over and noticed that Mick was in the kitchen. Deciding that he should try and scare his friend Luciel carefully crept over and then snuck behind Mick’s back before grabbing his shoulders.
“a-ah! Who's there?” Mick questioned, flinching.
“Just me.” Luciel chuckled, letting go of Mick and backing away.
“You're a meanie.” Mick rolled his eyes, that was the worst thing he ever called Luciel. “You almost made me drop my pan.”
“What are you cooking?” Luciel asked curiously.
“Come and look for yourself.” Mick offered.
Nodding Luciel stood next to his servant as he watched him cook. Mick was currently making eggs and pancakes. He grabbed an egg and cracked it onto the table before placing it in the pan and repeating the process until three eggs were in the pan.
The eggs then began to cook. While they were cooking Mick went and grabbed a different pan and then some pancake mix and placed the items onto the table.
He then went over and snatched up some non-stick cooking spray and sprayed it all over the pan, like he did with the one he was cooking the eggs in before Luciel came.
Putting the cooking spray up Mick then grabbed a bowl and dumped the dry pancake mix inside of it.
“Can you get me some milk, butter and eggs please?” Mick asked shyly, his hands were currently tied up. Although he didn’t want to bother the prince by asking him favors. “although you don’t have too if you don’t want too.”
“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” Luciel smiled, heading into the fridge he pulled out the milk, butter and grabbed a few eggs.
Finishing up making the batter Mick then poured the bowl into the pan and began to cook the pancakes. Soon the meal was done, and Mick grabbed two plates, one for him and Luciel.
Sitting down at a nearby table with their food Luciel took a bite.
“Wow, your such a good cook.” he praised.
“t-thank you!” Mick replied, dipping his head. His face was a bright shade of red. Which made Luciel find his servant even more cute.
“so, where are you from?” Luciel asked. He was still nosy, and Mick didn’t tell him much about his home life. Well, he said little snippets here and there but didn’t go in depth.
“well, I always lived with my siblings and mother.” Mick answered.
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“My father is dead.” Mick replied.
“Oh, I'm sorry.” Luciel blinked.
“It’s fine.” Mick smiled. “I have had a happy life living with my mother and my ton of siblings. Even if we didn’t have the best funds.”
Luciel felt bad now for calling his friend poor. But there was nothing he could do to take that back. Well, besides acting like a better friend.
“I'm glad you’re my friend.” Luciel spoke up.
Mick didn’t reply. But his face was bright red. After a while Mick finally managed to speak.
“m-me too. ” he replied.
Staring into his servant’s pretty eyes Luciel beamed. He was glad he stopped being mean to Mick and instead befriended him.
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