There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

"Whoaa...life is such a privilege, isn’t it?" Dheera muttered the moment she woke up in the morning.

The alarm she set following Zein’s advance also woke up Leehan, so he could respond to her random morning thought. "We really take it for granted before, huh?"

Whether it was because they finally woke up to a bright light instead of darkness, or because Zein’s lullaby kept playing in their head--they became rather sentimental when they woke up.

"Captain sounds so good, though..." Dheera said with a dazed giggle. "He should sing some more."

"Agreed," Leehan nodded and squirmed to get up. "But now I’m hungry since we skipped dinner."

Thanks to immediately playing in the water right after a big battle, they got so exhausted that hearing Zein’s lullaby sent them straight to dreamland. Getting reminded about food, Dheera instantly got up and sniffed the air. The fresh nature had been graced with the scent of warm spice, and they turned toward the makeshift kitchen where the fresh-looking Commander was preparing breakfast while humming.

A weird scenery for them, but a welcomed one nonetheless.

"Food!"

The hungry guides stood up and scrambled toward the kitchen. There were folded chairs and tables propped up already, and as expected, Zein had already sitting there while watching Bassena cooking--as if they were in their own home.

As usual, Dheera started the morning with an energetic hug. "Captain! Good morning!"

"You seemed to be sleeping well," Zein patted the arms hugging him. "You didn’t even move once in your sleep."