~Master?~ Thomato

"Call me.....Waka..."

It was a late afternoon and Thoma was cleaning Ayato's room. The Lord had went out earlier to take care of issues with other clans. He had always hated these meetings because it usually ended up in violence.

Thoma worried about his master you see. Ayato always came back home in a sad mood after these meetings. He felt as though it wasn't fair for his lord to take care of all of these responsibilities. Obviously though didn't want his best friend, Ayaka, to take them up either. 

He was immersed within these thoughts when he heard a knock at the door. "Hello? Thoma? Can I come in?" It was Ayato. Thoma gave a hum before replying, "Of course you can my lord. It is your bedroom after all."

The taller opened the door to find Thoma cleaning and he was pleased. "My, my Thoma your doing so well...I didn't even ask you too clean my room." Ayato said happily. "Im glad i could do my job well my lord." Thoma said with a smile. "How was your meeting?"

Ayato's smile dropped a little but he still spoke kindly. "It was....the same as always..." He sighed and continued. "Don't worry about it though. At least i'm keeping peace between clans and commissions."

Thoma looked at him with endearing eyes. "I truly do feel for you my lord....I can't imagine having to deal with that every week." Ayato paused as if he were thinking about something.

"You know...You can call me something other than 'My Lord'." Smiled Ayato. Thoma's eyes widened and he turned a subtle pink before answering. "I-If so...What would i call you?" 

"Hmmm.....Call me....Waka." Ayato spoke aloud. "Wa-waka? Thats a little friendly f-for a servant and his master...I don't mind though." Thoma said, even though he whispered the last part. "His...Master? Hahaha Thoma i guess i'm not just your lord anymore." The bluenette laughed.

"You know what I meant." Thoma said pouting. By now both of them had moved over to sit on Ayato's bed. "Well i mean you have known me for six years and i've grown quite close to you."

Thoma laughed softly. "I'm really glad i met you Waka, truly. If your family hadn't found me when i was on the streets, i would have been a goner."

Ayato moved his hand up to brush Thoma's hair out of his face. He noticed that his face was....handsomer than usual. "Wa-wakaaa...! Don't do thattt..." Thoma muttered, flushed.

Ayato stopped himself from going any further and went to go change clothes. "You can rest for tonight, my dear." Ayato said with a smirk. Thoma went stiff. My......Dear? JSDJIKSNJDN. He blushed so hard. 

Kk so i have no motivation-

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