Epilogue. Wolfram's POV
It's been only a couple of years since all of that happened and so much has changed. It's hard to believe sometimes, that this is really how my life looks like nowadays.
The little hand holding on to mine just a second ago is no longer there.
"Dad!" William shouts and jumps into Yuuri's lap, successfully distracting him from his paperwork, by throwing half of them to the floor.
"Hey there champ! I thought you and your father were eating breakfast on the garden" Yuuri says and smiles at me while playing with William's hair.
"His hair has really grown this past few months, maybe it's time for a haircut, don't you think?" I say as I walk next to them and put a hand on Yuuri's shoulder, massaging it slightly. He leans into the movement, relaxing and smiling kindly.
"I don't wanna!" William protests and jumps back to the floor. The energy of youngsters, really.
"Now, now, William, that's no way to talk to your father, is it?" Yuuri scold him with a loving tone.
William pouts and looks down. He's a sweet kid, but he has had a difficult life. We know very little of exactly what he went through before we found and adopted him a year ago. I kneel down to meet his eyes and make him look at me.
"Why don't you wanna cut your hair, son?" I ask him gently and Yuuri stands up behind me.
"I want to have my hair long like yours, father!" he replies. Now that I think about it, my hair has really grown, I'm not sure when was the last time I cut it. I wear it on a small ponytail so it doesn't bother me. "Besides, I don't like the lady that cut my hair last time"
I look back at Yuuri, who looks like he's thinking the same thing as I.
Only a few weeks after we got married, when we were still on our honeymoon trip to the Karbelnikoff lands, we found William sleeping on the streets on a small touristic town by the shoreside. He had been living practically like an animal for who knows how long and barely spoke a word. His hair was such a mess that we only found out it was blond after it was washed, and his amber eyes looked at us with fear and rage. I remember him actually biting the both of us more than once.
Anyhow, we took him with us to the Karbelnikoff castle to clean him up and dress him properly. Unfortunately, Anissina was there at the time and took it upon herself to cut the boy's hair. Even though Anissina is really good with female children, for some reason, which I actually fully understand thinking back to my own childhood, male children don't really like her.
"Don't worry, we'll have my personal barber do it this time, okay?" I say and pat his head. "Now, how about you go find uncle Conrart, your practise session should have started twenty minutes ago"
He nods and flies away from the room with a smile. I remember how fun it was to spar with Conrart when I was a child, so I get the enthusiasm.
I hear Yuuri sighing behind me as he sits back on his chair, moving his head to the side to softly hit his worn out shoulder muscles, trying to bring back some life to the half dead arm that he uses to write.
"Are you sure you don't want me to help you with this? As your husband my signature it's just as valid you know?" I say positioning myself behind him to massage his shoulders once again. I used to always scold him for not fulfilling his duties as the Maou, but now I hardly see him thanks to his new found sense of responsibility.
"No, it's okay. It's my duty anyway. Besides, I like that you spend time with William" I just humph and continue with the rubbing for a while, until I feel his left hand on top of mine. His eyes are still fixated on the peace of paper he's holding with his other hand.
"What is it?" I ask.
"How are you Wolf? I mean, I have been really busy this past few weeks with this new commercial treaty, I feel like I've barely seen you"
I smile to myself and place a soft kiss on the back of his neck, it's nice to know he's been thinking the same thing. Yuuri puts down the documents and pushed the chair back to give me room to sit on his lap. I still feel a bit uncomfortable doing this kind of thing, but I won't say I don't enjoy it.
"You haven't had any dreams lately, right?"
"Nope" That's right, I used to dream about him a lot, after I absorbed his soul. They never were bad dreams or nightmares, nothing of the kind. But Yuuri worries that I might feel bad for some reason, the memories maybe?
To be honest, it did bother me that Yuuri feel for the puppy eyed impostor at first, but what I learned in the time I was trapped, actually means more. I pitied the boy and realized the fault was neither on Yuuri, nor on him. I guess that is why I decided to do what I did, I didn't want that soul to be alone anymore.
I kiss him softly on the lips and he wraps his arms around my waist. He kisses me back and the kiss becomes more heated very quickly. I can feel he has really missed me alright. I pull away before he loses the will to keep working. I can hear him whimper under his breaths as I walk to the door without looking back.
When I reach the door I turn around and see Yuuri going back to his working position reluctantly.
"I'll make sure William sleeps in his room tonight" I give him a knowing smile and turn around, without waiting for his answer, but as I walk away his voice still reaches me.
"You better, love"
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Well guys, that was the end, for real this time.
I hope you have enjoyed reading this, incredibly longer story than what I had planned, when I started it last year.
My winter vacations are over now (we only got only two weeks! it should be a crime), so I have to start attending my lectures again next week and that means I won't have much time to write, but I hope I can update my other stories once a month. At least I finished this one, so I'm satisfied.
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