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POV Kayn:
I hate those damn paparazzi and their sensationalist headlines. Damn, I want to kill them all.
"We should kill them all."
Don't tempt me right now, Rhaast. All I want is to get home as quickly as possible.
"Then speed up. I'm worried about our lotus flower."
Me too, Rhaast... me too.
The wind rushed against my helmet's visor as I rode at top speed on the motorcycle. Damn it, why can't this thing go faster?
"Not to the point of getting us killed."
Sorry, Rhaast, my only thought right now is getting to Yone as fast as possible to explain this whole damn misunderstanding. As I kept going, the voicemail from my albino's phone played for the seventh time. Damn, love, please answer me.
“Damn it all!” I exclaimed into the air, punching the handlebar as I sat at the main avenue. Just two more minutes. Stupid useless traffic light. I glared at the red light in front of me."We should run it." I would, but we have two patrol cars next to us. It’s bad enough with the ten speeding tickets we’re going to get. An incoming call through the headset interrupted Rhaast's reply.
"Yo-"
"Can you explain to me what the hell this is, Shieda Kayn, and you too, Shieda Rhaast? What’s this about you cheating on Yone with Ahri? And what's this photo of you two kissing, Shieda Kinkou Kayn?! Don't think for a second that I’m forgetting about you too, Shieda Kinkou Rhaast.” Oh great, just what I needed. “I think they found out.” Shut up, Rhaast.
“Dad, I can explain. I’m not cheating on anyone. You know how the media is, with their stupid headlines just to make money. The light turned green, and I sped up again. “Do you really think I’m capable of that?”
“Of course not. I know how I raised you, you damn brat. And you too, Rhaast. You’d better clear this up soon. Akali went crazy when she found out, and don’t even get me started on your father.”
A chill ran down my spine at the mention of my father. “Damn, even I felt that when he mentioned Shen.”
“Look, Dad, all I care about right now is fixing this damn misunderstanding with my boyfriend. I’m driving over there now to sort things out. I’ll call you once it’s settled.”
“I’ll be expecting good news, son. In the meantime, I’ll try to calm your father and sister. Please drive carefully.”
The call ended with a beep as I parked as quickly as the situation allowed. I ran into the HeartSteel residence, fumbling with the keys twice.
"Calm down, Shieda. We're home. We're almost there."
I looked around, searching for any sign of my white-haired lover. Damn, when did this house get so big? And where the hell is everyone? " Too quiet."
“Yone? Love?”
I rushed into the kitchen when I noticed the only light in the house came from there. Our green-eyed lover looked at us with confusion and concern.
“Are you okay, loves? What’s going on?”
He quickly approached us with that same worried expression.
“What happened? Why are you so upset? Why did I get notifications of 10 speeding tickets?”
I heard him, but I didn’t really listen. A knot tightened in my chest as I fell to my knees in front of him, quickly taking off my helmet and throwing it aside so he could hear me.
“I can explain. It’s all a misunderstanding. Please believe me, love, I would never cheat on you. I’d never be unfaithful. What they’re saying in the news is a lie. I only went to see Ahri to deliver a package Kali sent her since she’s with True Damage right now. It was easier for me to take it to her than send it through a delivery service. That’s the only connection we have. Please believe me.”
We felt a lump in our throat, and our voice cracked. His green eyes looked at us with confusion.
“Kayn, what are you talking about? You already told me you were going to deliver your sister’s package. Why are you bringing up infidelity?”
He knelt down to our level, gently stroking our cheek with the back of his hand.
“Has he really not seen the news, or is he just testing us?” Honestly, it could be either.
“You... you haven’t seen the news? I even called you multiple times.” He frowned in confusion and pulled his phone from the front pocket of his pants, the screen illuminating his face. “I had my phone on silent because I was reading one of my books. I just came for a glass of water. Sorry. When you told me you were going to drop off your sister’s package, I didn’t think you’d call. Besides, the guys are out too and won’t be back until tomo—"
“He saw it.”
His sentence was cut off as he analyzed what he was seeing on the screen.
“Newly discovered relationship between HeartSteel’s Kayn and KDA’s Ahri?” He raised an eyebrow as he read the headline of the shitty tabloid and looked at me curiously. “Is this what had you all worked up?” He tilted his head adorably, a calming smile spreading across his face.
"We are."
Yone took our faces in his hands and gave us an eskimo kiss. The knot in our chest and throat began to fade. We took his hands, holding them against our face. His warm touch slowly calmed the storm in our heart.
"You both have cold hands and they're trembling. How long did you drive without stopping? You could have had an accident. Please, don’t do it again, loves."
"Yone, we..." And then he kissed us, interrupting our words. "Warm." Sweet. "Did he eat some of our mint candies?" It seems like he did. We need to buy more.
"Kayn, Rhaast." He began to speak once we pulled away slowly. He looked into our eyes, holding our gaze. "I might believe anything about you two, except that you’d be unfaithful. I can't believe it because when you really love or want something, you're devoted to it. You’ve made me feel loved, and I know you wouldn’t betray me like that. You have my full trust. Besides, we know how the media treats us celebrities, and I know even more how they are with you two, trying to tarnish your reputation now that you’re emerging from the shadows where they buried you last time. Also, that photo is so badly edited that it reminds me of Sett's edits.” With every word he said, warmth and calm returned to our bodies. We smiled softly and held him in our arms, showering his face with kisses. We walked to the living room and laid him down on the couch. Yone motioned towards his lap, and we nodded before resting our heads on it. He gently stroked our hair once we were settled. "There's something you said when we first met, and in part, it influenced me to defend you and let you join Heartsteel." We looked at him intrigued, and he returned the look with a warm smile. "Don’t you remember? You said it when you confessed that you were two, not just one."
"The weak fear the shadows."
-Fear controls them.
"That's right. From that moment, you showed me that despite everything you've been through, you're capable of moving forward, of emerging from the shadows by overcoming the fear of it, of not getting stuck. That's why I know you're faithful to your principles." He kissed our foreheads while we played with his ponytail. "It makes me even more eager to meet your parents and thank them for raising such wonderful sons."
"If only you knew how much our parents already adore you and how they keep insisting we take you to meet them."
"I know, because they tell me." We laughed and kissed until a phone rang. "Annoying device." We pulled away, and it was our phone. I answered and put it on speaker.
"Stupid Kayn, I’m coming over to the Heartsteel residence right now to yank your dyed hair, and I’ll drag Rhaast out to rip off his horns and shove them up his ass..."
"Good evening to you too, Akali."
"Y-Yone? Oh, Yone, I can explain everything, please don’t believe anything you see on social media. It’s my fault. I sent my idiot brothers to deliver my package, please don’t break up with them. They can be idiots, stupid, dumb, foolish, crazy, egocentric, arrogant, and cocky, but never unfaithful."
"Well, are you our sister or our hater?"
Yone laughed at everything Akali said. “At least we’re providing him some personal entertainment.” It’s something, I guess.
"Both. But I’m not talking to you two. Yone, will you forgive me and forgive them, please?"
"There’s nothing to forgive. This is just the paparazzi's fault. Your brothers haven’t done anything but care for my trust and for me. They are good men."
"It must be true that my brothers are doing well if you haven’t gotten upset at all and are defending them so much." Akali’s teasing made us smile with pride as we noticed our boyfriend’s blushing cheeks. He cleared his throat nervously and looked away from us. "Ahh, so it’s not a lie, huh? Oh, hang on, Dad, wait…"
"Brat, stop bothering my son-in-law. Apologies for my disaster of children, Yone."
"Don’t worry, Mr. Zed, I’m used to it."
"Please, just Zed. ‘Mr.’ makes me feel old."
"Alright, Zed." We smiled at Yone’s interaction with our chaotic family.
"Now, Kayn and Rhaast, you’d better come visit soon with Yone, or I’ll send your father after you if you don’t come willingly." The threatening tone meant danger.
"Yes, Dad. We’ll be there for the monthly dinner. Lotus promise."
"Nimitztlazohtla inin omohana Rhaast y Kayn oncayo." Our Father’s serene voice made us tremble. "I don’t want to talk anymore." Coward. "When it comes to Father, yes."
"Ñuēyi, Tlecātl."
"Rhaast?" "Oh no."
-Ñuēyi, Tlecātl.
"Alright. We’ll be expecting you. Take care, sons, and take care of your lotus flower. See you on May 24th."
"See you, Father." The call ended with a beep, and I threw the phone onto the coffee table.
"What did all that mean?" Yone looked at us curiously. "And why ‘lotus promise’? How does he know you call me Lotus Flower?"
We smiled. "Well, darling, in our family, we refer to Zed as Dad and to Shen as Father. Our Dad had the misfortune of marrying a history nerd obsessed with different cultures, so we were condemned to learn about them too. But honestly, they complement each other well. Zed was always a polyglot, so whenever he needed help translating an ancient codex or whatever, Father would help him. Despite their chaotic attitudes, they somehow ended up together, even with all their differences. I’ve always thought that every storm finds its peace in the right wind and shadow."
"Like us." We nodded and kissed his chin.
"What Father spoke was Nahuatl, an ancient, very ancient dialect from the West. Whenever he speaks seriously, he uses that language. Basically, he told us we need to keep our promise."
"As for your second question, it relates to the third. In our family, the most precious and important things are referred to as lotus flowers since they’re our Dad’s favorites. For Father, nothing is more important than anything Dad loves. That’s why lotus promises are equivalent to a vow. And you, as our Lotus Flower, are equal to our life — you even surpass it. Our family is chaotic but intense and real in what we feel. Also, our Dad is a doncel, so we’re his biological children — Kali and us. I don’t know if you knew, but we’re three years older than Kali."
"A doncel? I thought they no longer existed among us."
"Well, now you know one. But it’s a secret. It’s better if people continue to believe we were adopted and it was just a big coincidence that we look like our parents." We placed a finger on his lips, signaling silence, and winked at him. He nodded. “Adorable.”
"I wasn’t planning on revealing anything. I appreciate the trust you both have in telling me about your family."
"It’s your family too, from now on, darling."
"Thank you, both." We kissed slowly, and at some point during our caresses around his body, we slid our hands under his wool sweater, gripping his delicate waist with some force. We felt his fingers gently massaging our hair, and we untied his ponytail, letting his hair fall gracefully over the couch. Some strands landed on the floor. "We should let our hair grow out again." I like that idea. It’d be good for our comeback too, maybe even stop dyeing it. We pulled away and looked into his eyes. His eyes were so bright, full of love and purity.
"We never thought anyone would look at us like that. We only knew looks of contempt," we whispered.
"Forget the past. It only clouds the future. You both deserve all the love after all the injustices you’ve gone through. I don’t want you ever thinking like that again, never." He frowned, and we gently traced our finger over his brow.
"You’ll get wrinkles if you keep frowning like that. Plus, we were just thinking out loud. Apologies to our precious flower, we won’t do it again, we promise."
"Swear it."
" It’s a lotus promise." We looked into his eyes while holding his hand. He smiled radiantly and kissed our foreheads.
"Good. Now let’s go to our room. I want to keep reading my book." He pouted adorably, and we smiled between laughs.
"As you wish, princess." We interrupted his reply with a kiss, lifting him bridal-style to our room. "Ours." You still haven’t gotten used to the company, have you, Rhaast? "It’s ironic, but no, it still feels like a dream."
We entered the room, gently laying Yone on the bed and handing him the novel that was resting on the nightstand. I took the black and purple nail polish from a drawer of the same piece of furniture, and we sat beside Yone. We removed his slippers and socks, placing a kiss on the top of both feet. We looked at him and admired the blush on his cheeks, which he tried to hide with his book. We chuckled softly and began painting his nails. How do you think we should do it, alternating colors or one foot each? “Let’s alternate.” *Alright, so it will be. Maybe a massage afterward would be good. “Yes, remember that he mentioned last night that his lower back was hurting a bit.”
“What are you two whispering about in that head of yours?” He pouted again. “Adorable.”
“We were just wondering how to pamper our boyfriend and what we’re going to do about the news. I don’t even want to look at our social media accounts; the fans and followers scare me.”
“Don’t worry about that. Alune and I will take care of whoever’s responsible. Now focus on getting my nails right; I don’t want any smudges.” He went back to his reading, and we laughed.
“Whoever dared to write that tabloid story is in trouble. After all, Yone is an expert at making sure the guilty party never works again, and Alune will ensure it happens. Poor mortal, may the gods have mercy on him.” But well, it’s no longer our concern if our princess is taking care of it. Now move over, Rhaast, it's time for skincare and a massage. “I wish I could leave your body, idiot, so I wouldn’t have to listen to your nonsense.”
“Why are you laughing now?”
“Nothing, love, we just love you.”
“And I love you both.”