Of Jealousy and Cheesy Pickup Lines
Sitting in front of the fire place on the floor in the lotus position, Shen was trying to meditate, but was finding it difficult. It wasn't the howling wind or the sound of the rain lashing against the window outside that was distracting him. It was…
"I'm not drunk; I'm just intoxicated by YOU."
Feeling himself twitch, Shen opened his eyes to glare fiercely in the direction of the very thing that was distracting him. Two men, explorers by appearance (although he could not tell which class) were standing together just outside the tea room…focusing all their attention to a certain blond-haired alchemist of his guild.
Magnus looked absolutely baffled and somewhat uneasy as the two men tried 'chatting' with him. It was as if he couldn't understand why anyone was speaking so flirty with him.
Shen knew, though.
…And they were starting to really piss him off.
It wasn't like he was jealous or anything of the sort. He was merely...protective. Magnus wasn't comfortable around strangers, especially strangers who seemed to be far too obnoxious.
There was no real reason for him to feel angered. They weren't (that) menacing and they haven't raised a threatening hand in Magnus' direction…other than to pat him on the shoulder or to poke him on the cheek.
"If you were a vegetable you'd be a cute-cumber."
"Did you mean cucumber?"
…They weren't a threat.
"Do you have a map? I'm getting lost in your eyes."
…Just really obnoxious.
"Are you a fruit, because Honeydew you know how fine you look right now?"
"...Are you hungry or something? Dinner isn't until six."
"I must be a snowflake, because I've fallen for you."
"Have you been to the third stratum, too?"
…And getting on his nerves.
He had had enough. He couldn't listen to their nonsense a moment longer.
Stiffening out of shock, Magnus immediately spun around, looking at his surroundings skittishly before his gaze finally fell onto Shen. His blue eyes widen in surprise before looking curious, his head tilting cutely to the side in question.
"Come here," Shen said, indicating to him with a curl of his finger, his face as fearsome stoic as usual.
Magnus blinked as the two annoying explorers stood behind him silently, looking somewhat confused and intimidated. Wisely, though, they chose not to say or do anything.
"Y-yes?" Magnus asked as he quickly made his way over to him. He nervously wrung his hands together in front of him, his chin half hidden underneath his red scarf.
Now that Magnus was away from those two pests, he should be fine now. Still, something told Shen that something more was needed to get rid of those two for good. Which needed to be done. He couldn't afford to allow those two cockroaches from bothering Magnus with their absurdity in the future.
As Magnus shuffled nervously on his feet, looking at him with his large blue eyes, shimmering with curiosity, Shen reached out to snare Magnus by the wrist. As he tugged Magnus toward him, the blond-haired alchemist made a noise of pure surprise as he tumbled onto his lap.
"Eh?" Magnus squeaked when he found himself sitting on Shen's folded legs, his back pressed against Shen's chest, his knees pulled up against his own chest.
Magnus became still, trying to figure out what had just happened. He suddenly let out another squeak of embarrassment, his hands flying up to grasp at his scarf and he tugged it up over his face, of which was as red as the material around his neck. "Ahh!"
Shen wrapped an arm around Magnus, holding him back against his chest as he pressed his chin against Magnus' blond hair. He then wordlessly glared at the two nameless men who had been chatting him up only moments ago. The two immediately became tense, both wearing identical looks of fear, clearly intimidated by him.
Shen didn't have to tell them to leave; they two acted quickly, all but scurrying away.
"Should have known he'd be taken," one of them stated as they fled.
Good. They were gone.
With a sigh, Shen addressed the blond surprisingly still sitting on his legs. "They won't bother you again," he said.
However, Shen found himself stilling when he realised that the alchemist, while still covering his chin and cheeks with his scarf, was making no attempt to move away from him.
"…It's comfortable…" Magnus murmured so softly that Shen almost missed it.
Shit, Shen thought as he swiftly covered his face with his right hand and looked away. He, however, made no attempt to remove his other arm, nor did he try to remove Magnus from his lap.
God damn it. He hadn't thought it through properly…