Broken Bond: Between Vices and Virtues (BL)

Knox fumbled in the kitchen; the spacious space and expensive appliances were only making him more nervous. What if he breaks one of them? So, he moved carefully, but because of that, it took him long to finish his cooking. In addition, he couldn't sleep properly last night because of the sudden change in his surroundings.

"You suck at cooking."

Knox's jumped in surprise. He looked over his shoulder and found his boss leaning on the wall with his hands in his pocket, like a clothing brand magazine model. His unsmiling face and laid-back posture were spot on.

How come the man always kept appearing without warning or any sound? Knox asked inwardly. He quickly tidied up and wiped his hands on his pink apron.

Azrael walked inside and sat on the stool by the breakfast nook. He watched Knox clumsily flip the egg. He frowned and asked himself, 'Why is he even flipping a sunny side up?'

As if Knox read his mind, he paused and realized what he had done. Now, the egg looked like a burnt pancake. He frantically got another one, but this time, the yolk broke, and it became an omelet.

Knox wondered – 'What the heck is happening to me? I've been flipping eggs since five; why do I keep making mistakes?!'

Azrael's presence was making him nervous. He couldn't act appropriately. Perhaps his instinct told him to remain on guard whenever the alpha was around. Because of that, his movement was rigid, and his eyes were always reverting to where his boss was.

"What? Back at being a mute again?" Azrael walked and snatched the spatula a bit aggressively. He was starting to get annoyed and hungry, so he took over. "Just sit over there."

Knox stood dumbfounded.