บท 117: What would I Not Do?

"Nick! Rise and shine!" Darius rolled the trolley he had inside his room. Just like what he expected, Nicholai was already sitting on the bed as if hating the fact that he woke up without Darius next to him. "Here, here, let's eat breakfast together."

"Good morning, Darius." At the bright mood of the mate, Nicholai decided to erase his dark mood. Darius pushed the trolley in front of them, letting the food release its fragrance when the lid came off. "It smells fantastic, but where's my soup?"

"Soup's right here." Darius patted the food thermos, but he didn't serve it just like that. He had a grin on his face. "I figured you will only drink that if I gave it to you. Here, finish your plate first before I let you have some. Here, here, take your breakfast."