Chapter 486: + - 486+
Angelo had been the one to tell Nikolai to pick a channel so he said nothing about the Mafia King choice of show, drawn in despite himself.
He pulled his knees close to himself, his feet bare, still dressed in the form-fitting shirt and combat pants. He had put his hair in a braid before he got started on arranging his room so it stayed out of his face, riveted on the cartoon.
Nikolai expected another protest from the assassin but he got none, instead, Angelo got himself comfortable to better focus on the screen. The assassin had done the same just before he slept off in the car, curling up like a turtle.
Despite himself, he stared at the TV, trying to figure out what had Angelo so fascinated. He never watched cartoons as a kid, he never watched any shows as a matter of fact, and that hadn’t changed as the years went by.
Nikolai watched a trio of friends traverse through a forest of pastries to get the items for their tea party, his expression wry. It was like a perfect world, the most that could go wrong was the threat of drowning in chocolate or being unable to convince the gingerbreadmen to give them a piece of their house.
Despite the complete lack of realism, Nikolai couldn’t look away. He had started watching to figure out what had caught Angelo’s attention only to get sucked in as well.
A polite knock on the door shook them both back to reality, Nikolai rising to his feet to get what had to be their dinner.
While they ate dinner, the TV was still on. Another cartoon was playing, one about teddy bears trying to steal gummies from a human factory. It was harmless and aimless and completely riveting for both men.
Even after dinner was done, neither of them moved from the couch, sitting close to each other now, they watched cartoons until it got late, Angelo’s head dropping against Nikolai’s shoulder.