Fourteen Days till Valentine's Day
February Ten
The day was absolute bliss.
Their team captain and his second best were out with their respective lovers. Cenotaph and Zomb had the house all to themselves. The couple spent their afternoon snuggled against each other on the couch, watching TV.
"Should we be doing anything?" the greenette asked lazily.
The blonde shook his head. "No, so stay here…"
They fell silent and half-heartedly turned their attention back to the telly. Neither of them were really watching.
Since the battle at the Olympia stadium, the Dark Bladers have lived fairly normal lives. Their wardrobes improved and they acquired a decent home. Friends were always by their side and with villainous characters such as Boris out of the way, the undead teens were able to feel they belonged because of their mates.
Zomb winced slightly and sat up.
"What's wrong?" asked the mummy.
The patched up boy rolled up his sleeve. "My shoulder's wasted again. I'll need it replaced soon lest I rot."
"Shut up and don't say that," the elder teen said sternly. "Sang and Lupi are trying to find someone that would…fix us." he refrained from saying 'bring us back to life'
"I'm from the same banana, Zo…" he continued quietly. "We all need a break right now."
His lover sighed and nodded, returning to Cenotaph's comforting embrace. "I wish this never happened, Cen." He was talking about their curse.
The blonde took the emancipated face between his bandaged hands and kissed the greenette's lips tenderly.
"The present is what matters. I'm here for you…"
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A/N:…uh, tell me what you think…hehe…enjo!xD and ciAo…