Warlock Ch 353. Not Unexpected
Damian tensed for a fraction of a second. "What about last night?"
Cassius gave him a pointed look. "You woke up feeling light, wanted to do something nice, so you cooked breakfast like some kind of domestic—" He sniffed the air, cutting himself off. "Okay, wait. That actually smells good."
Damian smirked. "Didn't doubt me, did you?"
Cassius rolled his eyes. "I doubt you in many things. Cooking, apparently, isn't one of them." He leaned closer, peering at the food. "Is that Misty Vale Cream? That's rare."
"Yeah. Figured it'd be good after…" He hesitated, then changed the subject. "You eat yet?"
Cassius huffed. "I was going to grab something after I—" He stopped, his nose twitching as he caught another whiff of the sizzling omelets. His expression shifted from indifferent to mildly tempted.
Damian raised an eyebrow. "Sit down."
Cassius scoffed. "I don't—"
"Sit. Down."
