A/N: I couldn't resist putting the second chapter up. I hope you're all enjoying the story! Let me know if you want more.
*Rated M for sexual content in later chapters*
Maribelle giggled as she finished folding the now pristine clothing. She was hoping the little surprise visit had worked like Lissa had hoped. They didn't expect them to bounce into something, but they hoped it would make those two talk. The sounds of feet scrambling made her raise her head, and to her surprise she saw Chrom racing from Frederick's tent, a blush sprawled across his face and a weird grin planted on his lips. She raised her brow and prepared to call out to him, but someone already beat her to it. "Chrom, where are you going in such a hurry?" Robin asked the man loudly, however he just kept running as he answered "Nowhere. Just need time alone in this wonderfully chilly weather is all". Several people in the camp gave each other a confused expression, but returned to their previous activities none-the-less. Maribelle frowned at this. "I guess this didn't go as well as we had hoped it would..." She grabbed the clothes and headed toward's Frederick's tent, announcing herself.
Frederick stood there, disbelief in his mind. He can't believe Chrom just saw him naked, he was probably mortified. Though he did look over his body for a few seconds...but maybe he was just curious because he's always wearing such bulky armor. Frederick sighed to himself, he was so embarrassed and disgusted with himself for allowing such a thing to happen. He had to go find Chrom and apologize, along with find out what he needed-it seemed urgent. Though he realized all of this would have to wait until he found proper clothing. Suddenly he heard a voice out of his tent. "Sir Frederick, darling it's me, Maribelle." He quickly covered himself with his hands as he shouted "Milady please do not walk in, I'm indecent!" He hears her giggle and sigh outside. "I know deary, me and a few others did the laundry-I was hoping to finish it before you got out of the tent. Sorry for the inconvenience!" She suddenly opened the entrance slightly, only a hand with a stack of clothes showing. "Please do take them and make yourself decent, it is dreadfully cold at this hour." Frederick grabbed the clothing from the girl's hand, making sure no ounce of him could be seen through the cracked entry. She retracted her arm once he took it. "Thank you, milady. That was very kind of you to do." He began to put his clothes on. She cheerily answered with "No problem, deary", and was heard walking away.
Once dressed, he sighed to himself grimly. It was such a kind gesture, though it had left him with a big problem. Now that he was dressed, Frederick knew he had to make his way to the prince and apologize. He exited the tent, asking anyone he saw where they think the prince went, worried because the man seemed so frantic. It annoyed him that everyone just let a valued person run off by themselves, let alone Chrom! He had to find him, and quick. He suddenly shivered. "Chrom could freeze in this weather" he inwardly panicked as he grabbed a blanket from the washing tent. He tucked it under his arm as he found himself walking down the trail towards a large hill where Robin pointed him to.
Chrom shuffled as fast as he could up a large hill. This was the perfect place to be alone. He sat down against the tree at the top and sighed. The cold air hit his warm face and began to cool him down. He couldn't believe what he had just saw. Frederick...naked? Frederick barely even went without his armor around him. He was shocked, but he felt something stir in him when he saw the man. Just the memory of it made Chrom blush again instantly. He had to admit, Frederick did look good. He never realized how many muscles the larger man had and even though Frederick was clearly larger than Chrom. He also never thought Frederick would be so...well hung. His blush deepened at the thought of his protector's privates. Everything about Frederick was neat and tidy, good to know that was too.
Chrom began to wonder to himself how he was going to apologize to Frederick for this incident, though in truth-he wasn't really sorry. He didn't know why he wasn't, he was strangely glad he was able to see him in such a way. Then he thought about how the other man must have felt: embarrassed, violated, angry. Chrom began to feel ashamed of himself, here he was enjoying the sight he saw while the other was probably very upset. Things might be awkward now, he knew he had to confront Frederick immediately. And, well, immediately to him meant after he remembered the view for a little while longer.
Frederick arrived to the top of the hill, feeling grateful he was able to find the prince unharmed. He couldn't help but notice the sun setting past the other man, the sight was incredible. As he walked towards him, he noticed the light hitting Chrom's features in such a beautiful way. He blushed, pushing down any thought he had on the other's appearance-as he always did, and it was hard doing so. He was about a foot away from Chrom, slightly upset that he was able to come so close without a reaction-that wasn't safe! He noticed the smaller man had a blush still gracing his face and suddenly a rush of embarrassment hit Frederick once again. He felt guilty for putting Chrom in such an uncomfortable position.
"M-milord.." he whispered. Chrom jumped at the sudden sound, looking up at Frederick in shock. "It's quite dangerous to go off on your own, even more so when you let your guard down like this.." Frederick stated as evenly as he could. His face might have seemed emotionless, but he was freaking out on the inside. " Chrom's shocked face softened. "You're right, it was very foolish of me...I wasn't putting my mind in the right place" he gulped looking down, blushing a little more.
The air held silence for a few moments, both men not daring to look directly at each other. Suddenly they looked each other in the eye, "I'm sorry" they said in unison, then shock appeared over their faces. "Frederick...why are YOU sorry? It was my fault." Chrom questioned. "I should not have been in such an indecent manner, milord. And I didn't cover myself, I allowed you to see...that" he stated, shame evident in his voice. Chrom laughed and patted the ground next to him. "Sit, will you?" Frederick did as he was asked, legs crossed with his hands on his thighs, still looking embarrassed. Chrom still sat with his knees to his chest as he looked over into the horizon. "Frederick...it was my fault. I didn't announce myself, nor did I cover my eyes. I am sorry I caused you to be embarrassed...though quite honestly you shouldn't be embarrassed from what I saw..." Chrom's eyes widened at what he just said, blush adorning his cheeks once more. Frederick rose his brow, cheeks turning red as well. "What do you mean..milord?" His heart sped up a little. Chrom laughed nervously, inwardly cursing himself for blurting out something so thoughtlessly. "I meant...well...I mean..." he sighed and looked away, closing his eyes. "I mean...you look good, Frederick."
Frederick blushed furiously, eyes wide with an uncharacteristically goofy smile as his heart skipped a few beats. Did Chrom really just say he looked...good? His normal facial expression returned as he looked over at the blue haired man looking at him from the corner of his eyes with a huge blush. "T-thank you, you look good too, milord." Chrom faced him this time, brow raised. "But you've only seen me like this..." he half questioned. Frederick smiled at him. "Still...and to be fairly honest, milord...I accidentally walked in on you in the bath tent once..." Frederick blushed at what he admitted and at the memory of it. He really did believe Chrom looked good, clothed or not-though he preferred not, he realized. Chrom blushed even more, if it was possible.
Suddenly he shivered. It was very cold already, but growing even colder as the night came closer. "I brought a blanket for you, milord", Frederick stated evenly as he threw the blanket over Chrom's shoulders. Chrom released his knees from his clutch and stretched them out in front of him, thanking the man next to him. He couldn't believe everything that happened and everything that was just said. In the corner of his eye, he noticed Frederick shiver very slightly-most likely not to alert him that he wasn't ok. He smiled at the larger man. "Frederick, are you cold?" His voice was shaky as he answered "No milord, I'm fine." Chrom noticed his shoulders shake a little after he spoke. He knew the knight would never openly ask for his help. Smirking to himself, he began his play.
"I'm still a little cold, Frederick..." Chrom began "...they say if you want to get warm, you should share body heat with someone..." his red cheeks never left him. He couldn't believe his own words, he had no idea what he was doing, but something lept in his heart as Frederick nodded and got closer to him, lifting the blanket to go over them both as he put an arm around Chrom's shoulders. "O-of course, milord.."
They both sat there in silence, watching the sunset. It was gorgeous, the purple of the night cascading over the clouds to lay upon the orange below it. It was also incredibly romantic. New emotions flooded them both, but they didn't know how to handle it.
Chrom felt something tugging in his chest as he looked next to him and saw Frederick already looking at him, smiling. "He rarely smiles.." Their eyes met and they stared at each other for what seemed like forever. Chrom then felt a surge of courage as he turned his body towards him completely, sitting on his legs. Frederick gave him a questioning look, but it quickly faded away as Chrom leaned up and kissed his lips.