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"Who the hell are you?!"
"Excuse me?"
The hot guy looked even hotter upfront and it took my dirty brain a solid thirty seconds, to swallow down my thirst and talk.
"Why are you in my house?"
"Your house?", he turned to look at the wooden house and smirked, "This, is your house?"
"Yes", my eyes were boring holes into the tiny man who looked frightened, behind the hot guy.
His specs kept falling and I kept glaring.
"Look here madam, we have our house mistaken, it seems. We would never come into a house, uninvited, especially since I am the god of-
"But you did", I interrupted him, index fingers waving in the air, "And you cannot just stand up here and decide for yourself. You have to apologise for trespassing into places that isn't yours"
He had thick eyebrows raised.
"Are you kidding me?"
I nodded and crossed my arms, "Whoever and whatever you are, I don't care. Just say sorry or else I am going to the police"
Slick hair dyed recently in blue, navy stars hung near his cheek giving me a new idea of a tatoo, and perfect skin tone with beautiful lips. His face was more angelic with the sun shining on it delicately and I felt my insides tumble on arguing with such a gorgeous man.
Until he opened his mouth
"I don't care, you silly insolent woman"
My lips parted.
Did he just-
"Hey, how dare you?"
"HOW DARE I?", his black eyes shone into blue, making me shudder. Did the lights just play on me or-
The kiddish guy appeared from behind and stood between the two of us, arms extended.
"Stop, Lord"
"Stop", he turned to me, eyes worried, "We are so sorry for coming here. This was the address we recieved and we thought this might be the place. Please forgive us. Let us not creake a ruckus here with so much peaceful villagers staying here"
I decided to overlook the fact he just called him a lord and focused on his apologizing instincts. Atleast one of them was kind enough to admit and move on.
But I wasn't convinced.
One, they might have stolen something.
And two, they ate from my plate!
I couldn't just go past that for a while.
"Get inside", the two of them stared at me in awe.
"Yes, please", I looked at the specs guy who was willing to listen more, "I would like to have a conversation before you leave"
He seemed hesitant but turned to the blue sapphired guy, who was rolling his eyes at me.
His mumbles didn't go unnoticed but I didn't care.
The two came to an agreement and moved inside.
I followed and closed the door behind me.
"I need some questions answered"
The tuxedo sat on a wooden chair, and Kiddo took his seat on a stool.
Since I was f*****g poor and had no money to buy more chairs, and often had my food in the bed, was a whole another matter we could keep for another day.
"Ofcourse", Kiddo nodded happily, though his smile died when he looked at tuxedo.
I made sure to steer clear of that man once and for all, after my Q&A was done.
"How many do you have and why should I answer them?"
My heart rate just pumped on noticing the depth of his voice.
It brought some knots on my stomach when his adam's apple throbbed.
"I.......need to! Its .....violence of one's privacy"
Difficulty in making out those words was definitely due to the heat between my legs.
I averted gaze and sighed.
"One, how did you get in here?"
Kiddo answered first, "The door was open"
That was a bitter lie.
"No way"
"Yes..", he nodded again and twisted his neck on confusion, "We had the news, our invitee would be leaving the door open for us and we had to come in. But there was none inside"
"Yes, I wasn't here", I pressed my forehead and continued, "What have you stolen?"
"Excuse me?", Tuxedo stood up and pushed his hands inside either pocket, "Missus, we are not thieves. We came here for a matter and will be taking your leave, due to a very large misunderstanding that I can clear after the phone call I make in a few minutes"
I rolled my eyes and grumbled,
"You guys ate on my plate"
Like dogs spat on my food, I kept gagging until Kiddo walked to me,
"Sorry for that. Lord was hungry and ..we had a long journey"
Lord again?
I turned to the tuxedo, "Your the lord?"
He smirked like that was his name alright, "Yes, I am the lord"
"Jesus, you ain't looking like one"
His eyes rose in utter shock, and a scoff escaped his lips.
I didn't care any less, whether he was the lord or his husband, but he had to confess.
"Why take my scooby doo plate?"
"What the-
"I thought it was cute", Kiddo confessed, head hanging and looking extremely remorseful.
I guess, that did do it for me.
"Right"
Before either of them said anything, I ran my hands over their bodies and pockets, checking for absolutely anything they could have.
"Hey!"
Since Tuxedo stood in front of me, big hefty arms, jawline and hips, pockets on pants and finally shoes.
He had nothing.
Before he attacked me, Kiddo was pulling his clothes out, turning naked.
"Don't touch me-e-e-"
No.
I wouldn't.
My hands in the air, I turned his clothes around, upside down and inside out.
Nothing.
Devastated, I stood up, and smiled softly.
"My bad"
"Always your bad", Tuxedo was growling like a lion for invasion of his privacy, since Kiddo pushed him outside before I closed the door.
Gosh.
What a day.
I sat down on the floor, my mind full of blue eyes and tatoos when vibrations of wood came knocking my back.
Who was this now?
I got up and pulled it open to find Kiddo.
"Is this your key?"
He handed me a silver lining of my front door.
"Oh yes!"
"It was on the stairs", his face lit in a smile and shone, "on the 25th one, to be precise"
My face, most organically, twitched to give him a huge smile of warmth.
I felt so happy for that split moment.
"Aww thank you, kiddo. Your name?"
He smiled, "Kiddo is luck"
"Luck", I mouthed it as he nodded.
"And", my eyes went afar for tuxedo who was grunting and groaning as if he hit a knee, "He?"
Luck smiled with his chest pulled out, "That's the lord Vincenzo"
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