The next day, Luciel woke up to Treyton's kiss.
They kissed for a long time before Treyton was finally willing to let him go.
"You guys are leaving? Bye," Luciel said lazily once Treyton pulled away.
"Tsk. You really have no sense of sentiment. There's not even a hint of reluctance in your voice," Treyton complained.
"Why should I be reluctant? You're only going away for a few days, not a whole year," Luciel still replied languidly.
"So you're only going to miss me if I disappear for a year?"
"Maybe."
Treyton didn't reply—he just kissed him hard again before finally saying, "Alright, I'm going now. We'll be back in a few days."
"Yeah, bye," Luciel replied casually. He didn't even watch Treyton leave; instead, he closed his eyes again to continue sleeping.
It was already 9 in the morning when he finally woke up to have breakfast.
When he went downstairs, he headed straight to the kitchen to look for food.
