Falling in Love with the Sickly Young Master

Chapter 5

The once humble cute puppy like Roland rose to his full height, his gaze fierce and brooding as he walked towards the window grabbing the poor Ivan by the collar while yanking Ivan towards himself.

Ivan raised his hands in mock surrender but Roland just threw him to the other side of the room dusting off his hands with a satisfied smirk.

Ivan on the other hand was thrown straight onto the wall like he was plaster.

[sigh] Ivan clutched his stomach blood dripping from his other good nose. " Great now both leak like faucets." Ivan thought

He raised his hand dramatically like a damsel in distress, the other still clutching his stomach hoping to garner pity from his ice cold young master.

"Roland I'm hurt." He said puppy eyed batting his eyelashes at Roland like a girl in heat.

Roland just stood there at a loss of words as his eyelids started twitching uncontrollably.

After recovering from his shock, Roland directed a fierce gaze towards Ivan and he whimpered like a hurt dog.

He stood up like nothing happened while dusting off his shirt. "Geez mehn you're so cold. No wonder you're still single at 21."

Roland's jaw ticked though hidden from view as Ivan babbled on unaware of the danger. "I wonder which maiden will love you~ the ice king himself, talk less of marrying you or bearing your seed if you're this cold?"

Roland turned slowly, his eye twitching. Slowly. Dangerously. He cracks his knuckles, releases tension from his neck and shoulder while slowly getting up.

Ivan immediately regrets every life choice there led him there his pupils shrinking from fear. "Roland..." Ivan says his voice pleading advancing slowing backwards as he throws things at Roland to possibly stop him.

Roland advances with one step casually stopping the objects with his hands mid-air. "Roland let's discuss this peacefully and amicably, you remember I'm still your trusted aid right?

Another step from Roland shatters his hope of reconciliation as he screams, "Violence is not the answer for you," while grabbing an object ready to throw only to realize it was a squishy.

Ivan looks at Roland holding his laughter back from bursting out while raising the squishy up. "You still have this?" He asks laughing hysterically and accidentally threw the squishy on Roland in the process.

The squishy hits Roland square in the face as the unknowing Ivan keeps laughing. The temperature in the room drops a hundred degrees as the room grows cold.

Ivan suddenly stops laughing realizing the gravity of what was about to unfold.

A murderous intent surrounds Roland as his gaze locked on Ivan hard and fierce.

Ivan gulped suddenly finding it difficult to swallow saliva as he thought it necessary to have dug up his grave earlier.

"ROLAND, VIOLENCE IS DEFINITELY THE ANSWER FOR YOU." He screams as Roland is ready to throw fists while Ivan protects his beautiful face, shutting his eyes and bracing himself for the impact.

Then, they hear footsteps. Both men freeze. Ivan's eyes flutters open his expression changing to that of relief and gratitude, "My savior." He says.

Before Roland can process it, WHOOSH, Ivan is gone running out throw the window like his butt was on fire while blowing a kiss to Roland sprinting out of there as fast as possible so as not to get killed.

As he leaves, he thinks,"Today was a close call, I gotta start digging my grave."