Delulu Pills

After a whole day of drama, collecting dead bodies, and gaining a substantial loss of both his lover and his men and assets, the king was finally home. He, along with Charlton, entered the extensive mansion at nearly midnight, when everybody else was asleep, or so they thought. All the way through, both men had a long discussion until their throats hurt, and still, there were things that needed assistance.

Things were going out of the ordinary but at least everything that has happened so far was expected.

King was tired to his bones and so was Charlton, with heavy hearts that they ate some morsels of cold burrito before once again they focused back on their prioritized job. The work wasn't anything physical, like fighting a bull or something, but mostly wait game but boy that drained those heavy men out of their energy.

With eyes focused on occasional movements, Charlton sat across from the king at the king's mahogany desk with his tab in his hands while the other talked tiredly on a cell phone to one of the acquaintances regarding mafia stuff, drinking from his glass from time to time. Some while later, the king bid farewell and slipped the device on the table with a sigh.

"When will this night be over?" he muttered under his breath, rubbing his hands up and down his reddening face. Charlton glanced up at the crime lord and made a little noise for attention.

King only hummed in response.

"you should rest king.....maybe...take a nap for a while..." Charlton proposed, yawing himself behind his hand and King shook his head in dismissal. He was ready to vocalize his refusal as well.......but then....

Suddenly, the door of King's office banged open and in appeared a hard-faced Mr Xavier. The face of the man screamed flaming anger, fists tight by his side, nose red and proud, cheeks puffed and eyes dark and scary as he marched towards King with each step thudding against the floor as if to dig a hole in the ground.

Behind Mr Xavier was Jayce, biting his nails worriedness etched on his features, it looked like the man had tears in his eyes before he entered the room with his husband.

Seeing his father, King sprung to his feet and speedily walked out from behind his desk. Charlton also left his place to stand in attention in respect of the former lord.

"Father..." King greeted.

"What is going on king?....what am I hearing, is it true?" the older asked with gritted teeth, the calm Mr Xavier was renowned for was slipping away as he tried to remain composed and collected. The husband of his peered at King as well, silently asking the same question but with pleading eyes, unlike Mr Xavier's demanding ones.

"yes father, it is true. Mago has been kidnapped" king answered truthfully, sighing at the end when he saw how the older clenched his jaw tightly at the confirmation of the presumably rumour. Jayce gasped at Mr Xavier's back and fisted the older's jacket in his grasp at the news.

He gawked at King with wide eyes but King ignored his reaction as always.

The silence that fell in the room prolonged as both the son and father looked at each other. Mr Xavier stood tall and glaring, forehead creased and eyes glaring daggers while he contemplated the reality behind the delivered update about his beloved son-in-law's kidnap and compared it to the behaviour of his son, who in his opinion, should be ravenous for the blood of the one who snatched his love. While King stood quiet and waited for his father to reach the point and dart the most awaited question.

And that question wasn't far behind....

"Who did this?" Mr Xavier asked. The tone of his voice dropped an octave lower, it produced more of a menacing sound than normal and that took Jayce's attention in no time. King glanced at Jayce for a second before meeting eyes with his father and shook his head.

"I don't know Father" King answered briefly. Mr Xavier quirked a brow and his jaw tightened once again.

"you don't know who took my child and my soon-to-be grandchild king?" The older menaced with a serious gaze and watched how his son's eyes drifted from his own to his husband for a fraction of a second before coming back to his again and he sighed.

"the attack was sudden Father and there was only so much we could do. The mind behind all this is perhaps brighter......we are trying our best" King explained strictly to the point and Mr Xavier instantly noticed a lack of promises and ambitions to save the love of his life and the empire's queen.

But Jayce had a predictable behaviour when he clutched at his husband's arms tightly.

"what are we going to do now Rowan......he is so young and innocent......and above all....he is pregnant.....he is..." Jayce almost whimpered with his eyes casting lower to save himself from the piercing glare of King. Eyes welling up with tears, he tried to convey the true reality of the situation his 'kitchen bestie' was in.

Mr Xavier was fast to comfort his fragile husband as he held Jayce closer to his huge body.

"don't worry my love. We will get him back.....soon." and promised him the promise King lacked in his proposal so far. The father and son duo's eyes met again before Mr Xavier straightened his back and squared his shoulders, a knowing look on his face emerged and features morphed back into the calm demeanour he always supported.

"take out an hour out for us to meet in the morning first thing King. I will be looking forward to it" he commanded and without any resistance he found his obedient son nodding. After that, Mr Xavier left the room along with Jayce.

But the day's chaos wasn't over yet.

Just as Mr Xavier and Jayce left the office, a guard led a nearly crying Mickey and a worried sick Jana through the door with his own face as tense as the rest of the manor.

The right-hand man groaned under his breath and dismissed the guard with the flick of his hand.

King sighed exasperated watching them, he rubbed his tired eyes and gestured for the duo to enter the room while he started unbuttoning his shirt. Throwing it carelessly, King also slumped down on the couch and rested his head against the headrest and closed his burning eyes for a few seconds. Charlton, meanwhile, wordlessly went to grab another glass of cold liquor for King to loosen up since it was past midnight and the day wasn't coming to an end.

Mickey wanted to ask so much about his soulmate after Jana had called him and broke the news to him, he wanted to sit and cry for hours on end and wanted to search for his boy and end whoever dared to touch Mago as well, but all he could do was to wait and see what actually was happening.

Jana was the one putting sense into him and encouraging him to go for king first and that's how both were at the manor with worried souls seeking answers.

"king....Mago?" Mickey merely whispered, he held Jana's large hands in his smaller ones and squeezed them in concern when necessary. King, hearing that vulnerable sound, sat up and stared at Mickey for a minute long. He didn't know what it would look like to see Mickey this helpless but now that he saw, he didn't like the sight.

"Don't worry Mickey....." King started, voice authoritative and commanding, taking up all attention needed.

"Mago is and will be fine. Lucca is with him and soon.......he will be between us laughing and cursing like he usually does" he assured and that brought a slight smile on Jana's face. Mickey smiled too but then he remembered.

"But what if....Mr Chris.....he won't be kind after what he is been through King" Mickey whispered worriedly. Being aware of everything so far, the main concern for him was always Mr Chris, that man was a bitch with few screws loose and that scared Mickey the most.

"then I will be putting a fucking bullet through his head first" King answered with finality, voice firm and purpose clear.

And Jana felt sorry for his father.

.......

"stop....no one touches the boy" the voice boomed which left the room quiet for a while. An old man with an eye-hurting colour of hair entered the room and stalked towards Lucca and Mago with authoritative steps. He stopped when he towered above the younger of them all and smiled, looking down at the boy, until a dimple popped on his wrinkled cheek.

Mago stared at the man in return, eyes boring back with similar interest but with a slight confusion behind those dark orbs. The younger's mind itched a memory, lost in his mind, really hard and tried to paint the man he had seen somewhere before in comparison to the man in front of him.

And then it clicked and Mago gasped loudly and dramatically.

"Kangsu?" he asked with his mouth formed in an 'o' and hand hanging in the air to complete the effect he wanted to give. The older chuckled humouredly as he clapped his hands in celebration.

"Hurrah!!!!......oh how great it is to hear my name from your lips. I am truly honoured that you remembered me your tiny highness" The old man bowed his head in respect but Mago clicked his tongue in his mid-bow and stopped Kangsu before he could stoop lower.

Lucca watched the interaction with keen eyes and took a step closer to Mago for necessary caution, he also caught a swift glimpse of Mr Chris who subtly entered the room without anyone noticing and weaved his way through the crowd to the front.

"of course, I remember you, how can I forget. But what happened to your hair, did Karma finally bite you in the ass and poisoned you till your hair turned this ugly?" Mago asked concernedly but his tone turned out insulting and sassy which had Lucca snickering and Kangsu glaring in the next second.

The old man didn't fire back the way everyone expected instead, he flipped his greenish locks like a diva and sauntered towards the left to create a small gap between Mago and himself.

As he moved away, Mago's eyes fell over Mr Chris and his smile faltered seeing the man he hated all his life. It felt strange to see Mr Chris after so long but the bitter taste never failed to spread in Mago's mouth and he grimaced. The whitening of his hair and the darkening of his skin told a different story of his life, he looked homeless to Mago whereas, the younger was now a status-holder queen and looked healthier than ever.

On the other hand, the foster parent never ceased to glare at the young boy as he reminisced the loss he had suffered, the loss of his obedient dog-like son and the money and the diamonds. The loss of his home that he had to sell in order to hide from King, the loss of his peace of mind and his efficient plan of a fortunate future.

It all had gone to waste and he blamed Mago for that.

The glare set on Mago must have been so long and hard and totally lost in thoughts that Mr Chris had to flinch out of it when he heard a loud laugh near him. Grasping his ear, he turned his head to his side only to come face to face with his best friend Kangsu who had an arm around Mr Chris's shoulder and was blabbing something.

".......the knowledge of style, right Chris?" Kangsu asked smiling at his friend and Mr Chris nodded not knowing what Kangsu was even asking. A quiet giggling from Lucca and Mago then caught their attention as the two looked at them as if they were the royal jesters and Kangsu once again cleared his throat.

"I no longer look like a pumpkin since honeydew is mature and suits me perfectly...." He boasted and Mago giggled some more.

"... Besides, I have to look a part of a big responsibility such as the crime lord of the country right?" Kangsu delivered knowing very well how the news would affect the listeners and true to expectations, Mago and Lucca stopped goofing around and a frown made its way on their faces.

"excuse Muah fucking wha?" Mago clenched his teeth while he asked and Kangsu fucking smirked.

"well of course. The wait is finally over and I am so ready to take over what is rightfully mine..." he stated like revealing a universal truth.

"but we shouldn't forget to give you the deserved credits now should we.....huh Chris?" he talked over his shoulder as he glanced at Mr Chris who casually ignored his friend. "since it is you who is the reason for our success right?" Kangsu continued.

"me? how so?" Mago sassed in return which pretty much irked Mr Chris, he rolled his eyes at the boy and scoffed under his breath.

Mago hasn't changed one bit instead, he has become brattier.

"well....for one......you are under my watch until king signs every fucking thing of his in my name" Kangsu answered all happily and Mago snorted in mock manner, dismissively flailing his small hands in the air.

"I would love to know more about your bullshit planning Kangsu but let me tell you something....." Mago started as he pulled a lone stray string of hair behind his ear like a true queen and made eye contact with the smug old man.

"you, my dear, have fucking forgotten to take your delulu pills, kicked off the reality and have begun creating castles in the air..... but when those castles will vanish in that exact thin air,.... you will be fucking licking the ground like a damned dog you are!!!." The boy snarled and watched Kangsu's smile going down gradually.

But he wasn't done.

"King will not do any shit you plan to ask him in return of my ass until I am fucking breathing..... and if he dared do anything remotely close and filled your filthy little greedy stomachs....then I am fucking reserving a tight slap for him first thing right now before I fucking shave the remaining years of your fucking life!!!" Mago screeched loudly and Lucca held both his shoulders to calm the boy down from his high, Mago was so angry after repeatedly getting attacked one way or the other. It was time to stop now.

"you were, are and will be a bitch" Mr Chris, after so long, spat in disgust as he glared daggers at Mago. Kangsu had gone quiet but Mr Chris has something to tell yet.

Mago turned towards the voice with his dark eyes screaming murder.

"Oh don't be surprised Mr Chris, 'cause it takes one bitch to know one" he spat with equal fire and the foster parent felt his blood boiling in his veins. He charged with full force towards Mago, wanting to teach him a lesson but before that, a man huffed inside a room, bending to his knees and heaving for breath.

"b-boss is here" he announced.

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Your author: Donald Duck