Summary: Frankenstein returns from work.
'Muzaka never left' verse.
Collection of FrankensteinMuzaka Snippets
By Dark Ice Dragon
Snippet 9
Frankenstein tilted his head when he saw one of the living room lights was still on as he shrugged his jacket off. He'd sent a text to Muzaka as he was coming home but he hadn't gotten a reply - he'd assumed Muzaka had already fallen asleep, so who was...?
When Frankenstein peeked through, he smiled softly, seeing Muzaka sitting on the sofa, his head tilted back with his eyes closed. The fact Muzaka hadn't moved after Frankenstein had closed the door and Frankenstein could hear his deep even breathing was enough to tell him that Muzaka was sleeping.
"Muzaka...?" Frankenstein called out anyway, in case he was only dozing.
Nothing.
Frankenstein shook his head, toeing out his shoes and putting them away. Really now.
When Frankenstein slid his arms behind Muzaka's back and the back of the knees, lifting him up in a bridal carry, Muzaka still didn't stir. Well, Muzaka curled up closer to him, nuzzling Frankenstein's shoulder before settling down.
"Ah, you..." Frankenstein kissed his forehead and started carrying him to the bedroom.
The slight movement to open the living room door must have moved Muzaka enough to wake him up. "Oi..." Muzaka said with a sigh, his eyes fluttering.
"I told you I was going to be late," Frankenstein chided, shouldering the door open. "You didn't need to stay up for me."
"Still wanted t'," Muzaka said, yawning. "What if ya got kidnapped? Need ta be 'wake for that."
Frankenstein raised his eyebrows at him. "You know I can take care of myself."
Muzaka grimaced, closing his eyes again. "I know that, but they don't. The clean-up of th' poor idiots af'er is annoyin'."
"I can handle that as well," Frankenstein said, chuckling. "But thank you."
"Hnn..." Muzaka kissed Frankenstein's cheek. "Welcome home."
Frankenstein hummed, smiling. Yes, it was good to be home.
