Elias stirred at the sound of his voice, his brow furrowing slightly in his sleep. But as he began to blink awake, Cassius couldn't help but notice how cute he looked in these quiet moments—still not fully aware of where he was or what was happening. It was... oddly endearing.
Elias blinked slowly, his face flushed from sleep, before his eyes snapped open as if he realized where he was.
His entire body stiffened.
Cassius, feeling a teasing impulse rise up in him, couldn't help but grin. "Good morning, Elias."
Elias's eyes darted around the room, his expression one of clear panic. He scrambled to sit up, pulling the blanket with him and holding it up around his chest as if it were some kind of shield. His face was beet-red. "M-Master, I—!"
Cassius chuckled softly, his voice calm, teasing. "Relax, Elias. I didn't mean to scare you."
