[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142: Becoming Archduke’s Fiancé

Xion had no idea how long he had clung to Darius. It was only when Darius’ low voice drilled into his ears that he lifted his head from the broad shoulder.

"What did you say?"

Darius used his silken handkerchief to wipe away the lingering dampness on Xion’s face, which was slowly turning pink.

Am I using too much force, Darius mused, making his touch even gentler. So fragile, so delicate.

How can Xion even survive amidst the politics of all the nobles and royals?

Sure enough, it was better to keep Xion by his side.

"I said, you can be my fiancé."

Xion rubbed his eyes before blinking at Darius. For a moment, he was in such disbelief that he even ignored how Darius was rubbing his hair.

"You," Xion pointed his finger at the taller male, "My fiancé? I am sixteen. And you are..."

Xion halted. He had no idea how old Darius was.

Darius grabbed the finger pointing at him. He rubbed his calloused finger over the slender one, "I am twenty-six."

"You... you’re twenty-six?!" Xion gawked, his entire face heating up. "I thought you were-" He cut himself off, biting his lower lip.

He had been treating a twenty-six-year-old as if he were eleven! Xion felt utterly mortified of himself and his sense of judging others. I am never trusting myself again!

If it were any other time, he would have directly burst into the flames of mortification, but right now, he forced himself to focus on something else.

"Am I not Nikolai’s fiancé now?"

That made Darius chuckle. A low laugh that somehow made Xion tremble.

"You can’t, baby." Darius watched in amusement how the single word made Xion’s watery eyes widen.

"You promised to stay by my side, have you not? Sweetheart?"

Xion directly placed his hand on Darius’ mouth. It was a very similar action; one he had done before. At that time, he had dashed away, but now...

Xion tried to get up, only for two hands to directly grab his waist and pull him back.

Xion, who finally noticed his position, stammered, "L-let me go..."

Darius did not let him go. Rather, he dragged Xion closer until Xion could clearly see how those pale eyes shone brightly under the sunlight.

Xion had to put his hands on Darius’ shoulder to stabilize himself. There was a sudden coldness under his palm.

Xion gazed at the damp fabric. I cried like a toddler while... The way he used to hold Minato-sensei.

Xion, "...!!!!" I am done for!

"I-I am sorry," Xion mumbled. "I ruined your clothes, and... I also caused you trouble."