Under our watch

After another day of cleaning the mess in this trashcan of the world, I felt spent.  Who could've imagined that my hoarding tendencies would bite me in my ass in the future, yet  I was not the only one to blame. At least for some of it, as some of my backlogs had breached into this mess. They had constructed this... habitat of sorts and had created a community of [redacted] outcasts, that had even documented their journeys in a brief time before I [redacted] them. It was nice seeing a mini version of my grand project arise in the [redacted], so I was hesitant to remove their camps. Well, I'll find their use eventually. Anyway, I need to fix these holes, or another [redacted] might cause a system shutdown or an outside breach.  And knowing these pests they would totally try something like that, if need be.  Oh well, as long as they are ignorant, I am free to watch them do whatever I- The gentle voice interrupted my thought process. Someone had opened the door to this room. " You look exhausted. " I look at the figure with my eyes, raising a part of the eyebrow to their statement.  He was clothed in the majestic, flowing sleeping gown with numerous ruffles and bows all over his nightwear.  His head was wrapped in a soft-looking towel, which was fixed with the golden pin with the golden rose at the end. The most beautiful creature I had ever- wait, I am not exhausted, how dare he?! "Come on, don't be like that. You need your rest, or at least a break", the voice said, as if knowing what I had on my mind. "I need to work on the structure of the code, clean up the folders, keep an eye on that rat-", I continued rumbling my to-do list faster and faster until I was interrupted. "You can do it after the break. Just leave the program running, we both know that the system can keep everyone there contained. Plus, you literally have eyebags!" - the voice had risen to a higher volume, becoming more accretive.  Eyebags?!... Well, that's not new, but wow... Maybe I should get some rest-  Or I should fix the holes... Or perhaps I'll ask Lonra to look after them- The feathered figure had enough of my indecision. "Three." What, wait, why are you counting?! "Two" Huh, wait, what should I do, should I say something??? "One" "Wait, why are you-"  "REX, I NEED YOUR HELP GETTING [Redacted] TO SLEEP"  HUH?! WAIT, NO, DON'T CALL HIM.  I grabbed my table and chair with all my might, trying to hide my internal panic. I felt lucky for a lack of skin on my face to not show the build-up of sweat, yet my irises did betray me, as their shakiness would show anyone the real thoughts behind them.  "HEY, THAT'S UNFAIR!", I exclaimed in unjustfuls use of my weakness.  "Hey, I warned you. I'll prepare the bed and good luck !~", Amare said the last words so cheekily and innocently, I felt bad to be mad at him, yet the bastard for sure used it in a mocking tone.  The door was not able to close properly after my previous guest, as the jokester himself showed up. He stood in the doorframe, crossing his hands and towering at me with his smirk. His jacket was off, clearly he was getting ready to get some rest himself before being called here.  His half-undone tie, the silhouette of his ruffled hair...  I stopped the thoughts from going in the wrong direction and raised my gaze at his annoying face. "I have no idea what came over Amare, so you can go get yourself out of my office, or whatever-" "And miss this opportunity?"  What opportunity, standing so assertively in my room? What a nutcase, of course, he would like that-  "Gotcha!"  I had more time to think, as I felt my body being lifted.   This motherfucker FUCKING LIFTED ME FROM MY CHAIR. 

HE IS CARRYING ME IN BRIDAL STYLE.

 

HOW DARE HE, I'LL FUCKING KILL HI-

"Wow, your eye is redder than the last time. You are so happy to see me?" "I'LL KILL YOU."  To my THREAT, this audacious hypocrite only responded with his bold laughter, baring his teeth in a smile afterward.  "You really are a nut job, mi sol!" "What's that supposed to mean?!" Yet the bastard did not reply, so I can call it a win. No need to hear his bold and raspy voice no longer.  After a few minutes, we got to the bedroom, where Amare had finished preparing the sleeping arrangements. I let out a sigh of relief, only to be met with the love god's snicker.   Rex was still carrying me. Fuck.  "Hey, stop trying to get out-" "LET ME GO" I started trying to wriggle my way out of Rex's arms, as Ame's snicker turned to laughter. And it was not fucking easy, as I'm a stick compared to this black-headed piece of a muscle. Yet, the stick can dream and I managed to escape his grasp.... Falling eyes first into the firm mattress of the bed.  "Pucking pinally!", I said in relief, my voice drowning in the myriad of pillows. My exclamation of victory was not met with applause, but even more pronounced laughter, this time from both of the deities. The melodic voice combined with the loud and bold emotions was...  For a moment I even forgot why I was so preoccupied with fighting with them and let out the snicker myself, and... ... They noticed it.  An awkward pause, fuck, did I ruin it?  Damn it, I should we just kept quiet as always-  They laugh.  Even harder. I start laughing with them. All of us laugh so hard, that everyone ends up lying on the bed, trying to hold themselves together. That's... Nice. I don't have a lot of recollection of what happened afterwards, yet the next morning I remember waking up in the pile of pillows, with both the gods by my sides... My sides still hurt after the laughing we did yesterday... Yet, I do not mind. I'll keep watch over them until they wake up and then continue my work... As they do keep watch over me.