"I must be out of my mind," Xion muttered, burying his face in his knees. "What kind of idiot asks someone on a date to take a bath with them…?"
And then, like a thunderclap, realization struck him.
Wait a goddamn minute. It wasn't him who asked. It was Darius who brought him here. Darius who'd been fumbling with his coat. Darius who gave all the wrong signals...
I just misunderstood!
[Pffft… I've heard love can turn even monarchs into fools. This is the first time I've seen it firsthand. Good job losing your brain cells, dear host. Want to buy a brain-boosting drink? I'll give you a special discount.]
Xion huffed aloud. 'No, thank you, 'cause I don't need it. Why would I lose brain cells? And... when did I say I love him?'
[Oh, come on, host.] The system snickered.
