Lyney, after all, was a master magician for the Opera House, often performing day in and day out for 'father.' He never seemed to get a break, especially when he felt the need to take care of his younger siblings; Lynette and Freminet.

Lyney never seemed tired with them or you, his partner that he met at a magic show. He often performed after hours for you to keep you entertained whenever you expressed the slightest pint of boredom. Every second of every day he attempted to please you.

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After performing a harsh act for the opera house, it was nearing midnight. You didn't attend this performance as Lyney requested, although you have no clue why. You were laying in bed, already ready for bed, when Lyney walked into your bedroom with dark circles under his eyes.

There didn't need to be any words spoken, it was hard to miss the exhaustion on the magician's face.

Lyney shuffled to the bed right after taking his shoes and hat off. He plopped on the bed, crawling towards you under the blanket. "The performance was well received today.." Lyney mumbled, his voice muffled because of the soft-spoken words and the shuffling of covers.