“… ” He closed the book with a loud smack, it was about Cavallone, about the choice he made and yet he couldn’t bring himself to tell the man… not yet, at least.
“…What?” He pouted softly, “it’s okay if you don’t want to say it.” And then he went back to his cereal. It was probably something about the two of them or something. Maybe like, ‘come to my room after~’ Cavallone shook the thoughts out, no need to get jealous, Alaude was free after all.
“… I want to, now is just… not the right time.” He murmured softly and sighed again, closing his eyes and leaned against Cavallone’s shoulder.
I want to be with you.
How was he supposed to say it? He was still bothered with the fact that he did, he has yet to accept it himself and little less telling it to Cavallone.
He smiled softly and kissed the blond head, “that’s fine with me~” He didn’t want to pressure the young male into something. Besides, Cavallone had to try harder not to get jealous, or angry when it came to Daemon. It was unreasonable. He soon finished his food and set the tray to the side before getting up. “I guess I should head home now,” the Primo didn’t want his family to worry after all.

