The only time he felt at peace

"So you came in here because you missed me?" 

Aries clicked her tongue and looked away from Abel. His head was resting on her lap, lazying on their usual spot in the Rose Palace's garden.

"Don't look away from me, darling. I really thought you were dead." She gazed down, parading the ugly frown plastered on her face while he raised his hand to pinch the tip of her ear. "Did you really miss me?" 

"I didn't hear you for days," came out a weak protest, sighing at the dark bags under his eyes. Aries caressed it with her thumb gently. "You look tired."

"That is because I was flying like a butterfly for days, darling."

"Sir Conan also said you flew away."

"That's because I did?"

Her frown grew worse, thinking Abel was trolling her. But she couldn't get angry and could only sigh in defeat. She cupped his naturally contoured cheek and squeezed his handsome face mildly. It was unfair how he still looked good.