(Vil Schoenheit POV)⁠･⁠｡ﾉ⁠♡•⁠◍⁠✧°

★—Vil was probably wondering.. why was Rook always staring at him? It's really normal, but it became frequent now. Vil was suspicious and deep in thought.

★—Rook in the meanwhile, had a bit of.. thoughts with Vil. Even if it wasn't possible.. he wanted to atleast make an offspring as a confession, which was outrageous.

★—Vil laid on his stomach, reading a book. He had shorts on, and a purple tank top. Suddenly, Vil heard a subtle knock on his door, and saw who entered.

★—Rook came in shirtless, and had his usual smile on.. though his aura was.. totally different.

"Amour.. Is it fine if I say this? But well.. I want to do it with you. Atleast we could try making an offspring? I'm just feeling.. unusual."