When Aoki saw that Cresil listened to hwat he said he leaned forward and kissed him softly on the cheek.
"I know you are not used to anyone telling you what to do.. but still thanks for being a good boy", he said softly, and stroked his boyfriends hair while looking in his light blue eyes.

"I'm not. You have a really... heavy burden on your shoulders. Though you like blood it's not like it;s easy for you to kill them all", Aoki stroked Cresil's hair once more and looked him in the eyes. "You are a nice guy. You don't want to show it but you are. I know it and see it in you. So it's the smallest thing I can do for you."
He stood up and gave Cresil his lunch. When he walked out of his apartment he took his own and was out too.

Being so tempted to roll his eyes when Aoki called him a good boy, Cresil just smiled instead and exhaled. “Hmph, no problem.” he mumbled. It was impossible to say anything else when his boyfriend was touching his hair like that, it was way too soothing.
Cresil nearly frowned when he mentioned that. The demon liked blood of course, but he wasn’t a savage murderer. He didn’t hate his job, although sometimes he did, especially in certain situations. Smirking at Aoki’s choice of words, he had no clue how he got so lucky and actually got a boyfriend like him. Kissing Aoki one last time, he stood up and grabbed his lunch.
“I’ll see you later Aoki.” Cresil finally spoke up.
Getting out of the apartment, he waved and smirked before heading to work, scowling and frowning almost instantly as his boyfriend was out of his sight. He was not looking forward to this.

When he got to his workplace he sighed before entering. The way he would like to spend his day surely wasn't in here. His back was still sore after the night. Though when he entered Zariok was standing before him.
"Master tried... to open the book..", he said softly. "We must get rid of all those things.."

Thanks to that he got to leave work really early and was just sitting before Cresil's door to the apartment. He was white like a ghost.. trembling slightly..

Getting to work was rather dreadful. Cresil had been yelled at by his boss about not showing up the day before, trying to make an excuse as to why but his boss didn‘t believe him. The whole day was mostly just killing and going through boring paperwork. He stayed longer than usual, having his lunch rather late as well and being happy that Aoki packed it for him due to how loud his stomach growled.
When his shift was finally over, Cresil dismissed himself, waved to his boss and walked home in need of a shower.

Despite using a towel to wipe off most of the blood, he still had a bit on his black shirt, thankful it was difficult to see as well as his dark pants. On the return home, Cresil wondered about Aoki, although the thought lingered until he noticed his boyfriend waiting at the door, trembling and looking….terrified.
Rushing over instantly, Cresil got on his knees, his eyebrows furrowed and his gaze serious. Without knowing what was wrong, he hugged Aoki and kept him close to his body with a troubled voice. “What’s wrong?” He asked, trying not to sound upset although he couldn’t help but to get just a little pissed off that someone, or something made Aoki like this.

"I-I'm sorry.. they got... t-they opened that book.. again," he said, hugging Cresil as hard as he could, he even started to sob a bit. "And... I needed... to clean it.."
And there was his colleague body... and... Aoki tried to keep himself together but soon enough he started to sob, shuddering all over.
"I'm sorry.. I didn't want to...", but he couldn't stop and started to cry really hard. "I'm s-sorry.... s... so sorry."

The book. Cresil remembered the last time it was opened, Aoki had said he never wanted that to happen again but it did, and he seemed horrified. Cresil clenched his jaw in agitation, not at Aoki, but at the situation itself.
Holding his boyfriend tighter, Cresil picked him up in his arms and kissed his forehead as he opened the door to the apartment with his hand and got inside. Closing the door behind him, the demon shook his head and spoke softly, much softer than before.

“Shh, Aoki you have no reason to be sorry. Come on let’s wash you up.” He whispered, heading to the bathroom and starting the water to let it run for the shower. Carefully removing Aoki’s clothing, he did the same for his own and sat down under the showerhead, letting the water spray them both as he held onto his boyfriend and never let go of him, letting him sob, wanting him to let out his emotions.
“I’m here babe, try to calm down a little.” Cresil breathed near his ear while he rubbed against Aoki’s back, cleaning both of their bodies as he did so.

Aoki was silent as Cresil did all that but when the were under the shower he looked at his boyfriend.
"I.... I told them..." he said, trembling all over. ".. t-that... and Mikaru is... is d-dead... is dead... B-because..."
Clinging to Cresil he just started to cry really, really hard. His body was trembling while he cried. It was clear that he was in shock and was past the point he could calm himself.
"I told... him... and now Mikaru is...... dead..."

"M-Mikaru is one of my colleagues... was and.. and... he is dead", sobbed Aoki, hugging Cresil as hard as he could.
After some time he calmed down. He was still shaking but there was no more words coming out of him. Still trembling he didn't let go of his boyfriend. After some time he calmed a bit more.
"S-sorry... I couldn't stay home... even if I would want to... I'm sorry", he whispered.

Finally understanding, Cresil sighed and closed his eyes, holding onto Aoki and clenching his jaw. He wished he could just take his boyfriend’s pain away, somehow if there was a way but he couldn’t. Instead he just stayed with him, holding him in his arms and cleaning them both of carefully and slowly.
Looking at Aoki, Cresil shook his head and spoke with a slight frown. “Aoki, you don’t have to apologize. I‘m just thankful you‘re alive and okay…I don’t like seeing you hurt like this.” he said under his breath, leaning his head on the other mans and asking softly.
“Want me to lay you in bed? I’ll stay with you.” Cresil spoke calmly.