Author's Note: So...I realize that I have not posted anything for any of my stories in a long time. So today during my free period I wrote this! I'm sorry it's so short, I needed something to leave it open so I could write the next chapter and yeah...Enjoy!
A Plague on Your Houses: A Benvolio & Mercutio Romance
Chapter Four
It was amazing to him, the whole thing was simply unbelievable. The party had lasted well into the night, and the whole time, Benvolio had stayed with Mercutio in his room in Mercutio's room. Not doing anything wrong, they were just talking about things, about life in general. But all the while, the pair remained close to each other, talking in soft whispers so that no one would notice if they so happened to walk by the room.
Yet after hours of talking, the pair had fallen asleep under the covers, Benvolio in Mercutio's arms. A comfortable and fitful sleep. But as all good things in life come and go, the restful night turned into a chaotic morning. Because of course people found out that Benvolio was no where to be found and were searching for him, fearing the worst.
Mercutio let out a groan as Benvolio's eyes fluttered opened and looked to his companion. No words were said, they just looked at each other for the longest time. And they stayed that way until there was a sharp knocking noise at the door. Benvolio tried to make himself lay as flat as possible as Mercutio rolled onto his side, his face and torso facing the door. "Come in."
"Mercutio, have you seen my cousin anywhere?" Benvolio's eyes widened as he recognized the voice instantly. No, Romeo just go away. I'm not here I don't want to be found, please just leave! Benvolio screamed silently in his head. All he wanted was to be left alone right then.
Mercutio shook his head. "No, sorry Romeo, haven't seen him since the party. He left though, I thought he looked kind of sad or angry. But," he paused giving a shrug. "I wouldn't know I didn't really go out of my way to find him." The whole irony of what Mercutio was saying, nearly made Benvolio start to laugh, then the whole thing would be ruined.
What surprised both of them was when Romeo left without another word. Closing the door silently behind him, the friend left. Benvolio sat up, the blanket covering his head making him look like he was wearing a veil. "Maybe we should have told him…?" he asked softly, not liking the idea of having upset his cousin.
Mercutio shook his head and leaned towards his companion. "Romeo, fair Romeo, the blonde prince. No, he will get over it while his mind is filled with thoughts of his Juliet." A grin formed on his lips. "Like mine is with you," he whispered and pressed a kiss to his lips. Benvolio blushed but lightly returned the kiss, his arms around Mercutio's neck as they both laid back on the bed.
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