"...?"
The golden lord looked at them in confusion. The pair of master and beast looked comical with the way they acted in sync. Hadrian revealed an amused smile as he approached the two. However, his actions only blinded the pair even more.
"You're here..." Moulin stood up, patting away the dust and fur off his pants.
"Were you waiting for me?"
Moulin raised a brow, "Who else would I be waiting for?"
A deep chuckle filled Moulin's ears, making the youth blush. After a quick banter, the pair of lovers went to prepare for bed.
'How do I bring it up?' Moulin thought as he flattened the sheets. He stood up, lost in deep thought, unaware of Hadrian's gaze. Meanwhile, Snow ignored his masters and made himself comfortable on a fluffy pillow. His ears twitched in delight as exhaustion overtook him. He was asleep in the next second.
