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Whisper, Whisper, Don't Make a Sound

[His adrenaline is pumping so fast he can't bring himself to care if he looks ridiculous, sneaking around as he is.

Here. Have a male Alice fleeing from a crazy king. Be a dear and try not to startle him ~ his poor heart can't take it. ]

. . .I really need to stop antagonizing crazy people. It just doesn't end well.

[ He's found himself in the kitchen again, which is rather convenient since his stomach is declaring it's need for sustenance quite adamantly. ]

Food. Food is good. Should be safe. I hope. . .

[ He thinks maybe he should stick to packaged food. Some of the people here were nuts. ]

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[Guess whose voice is echoing down the hall?]

Alic, where are you?

[Oh, how he loved a good chase. Twirling a good sized Ax in his hand like a baton with a wide grin on his face. Step by step, the King was making his way towards the kitchen from hearing some mumbling behind the thin walls.]

[ He pauses mid-bite, mouth poised above the chocolate bar he had snatched. Eyes flicker toward the ceiling, wide, as if questioning the gods.

Poor thing just can't catch a break.]

...You obviously hate me.

[Then the panic sets in and he realizes that, despite the size of the kitchen, there is only one way in, and consequently, one way out. He doesn't squeak. Really, he doesn't. ]

O-oh no. . .I don't wanna die!

[Shiiivers. Darting around the kitchen in search of some place to conceal himself. Axes are not fun, particularly in the hands of homicidal Kings. ]

[That alluring voice was closer to the entrance of the kitchen as he walked closer to the source of the noise, leaning against the entryway.]

Hello Alic~

[Enticing, absinthe eyes were dancing from the lighting as he caught sight of the flitting blond. Moving his fingers along the contour of his Ax.]

[That wasn't a whimper, was it dear boy? Hopefully the King didn't hear, he'd enjoy that far too much~]

[Alic turns with wide eyes to face the root of his panic, and he shoves his hands in his pockets ~~in case they start shaking~~].

H-Hello...I was just leaving, really, got what I came for and all...

[He waves the chocolate bar absently. Was it mentioned he rambles when he's nervous? No? Well, he does.]

[That little whimper fed his grin, growing to let it compliment his alluring eyes. Waving a hand to dismiss the thought of Alic leaving.]

Why, you just got here?

Let's just relax and have a little chat, okay?

[He advanced on the blond, letting the Ax stay at his side while he approached. Leaning in close to peer in restless grey eyes before snatching the chocolate bar, turning it in his hand for a moment to imagine it as Alic's head. Crunch.]

I'd love you to say that little nickname you gave me again....

[ Even as he finds the small of his back pressed into the counter, he seems to pout at the loss of his chocolate. Really, there's a crazy guy in front of you with an axe and your pouting over your chocolate? Pay attention!]

Eh heh...Nick name?

[His laugh is forced, sheepish if not frightened. He is doomed. So doomed. Doomed to be cut into a thousand pieces and is it bad that he doesn't mind so much, since at least he'll die with gorgeous scenery?

Clearly he lost his mind in Wonderland.]

[Indeed, the boy must be insane. Only moving closer so he had the blond pinned where he wanted him, taking another bite, corking an eyebrow. Was that a pout?]

...Yes, the nickname you seemed to have given me.

[He wanted to inspect that face, don't mind the flat side of the Ax lifting Alic's head up so he could watch the boy's expression. It was a pout, interesting~]

[His breath hitches at the touch of the blade, eyes flickering between the King and the Blade and he attempts to tip his head back, to keep any and all parts of the ax away from the skin of his throat.]

A-ah...that. That's --um...not really important. Really. Nothing to worry about...

[ The King, he knew, wouldn't drop the subject just because Alic attempted to dismiss it, if anything, that would probably encourage him to pursue it further.

Alic sort of hated his life about now.]

[Alic knew him well, bringing the ax to his side to only have it replaced by a hand. Ever so lightly tilting the blonde's head to the left-the right. Like he was examining a prize, but he was more intrigued by the stuttering, the light breath that was stuck in Alic's throat. He wanted more of those little reactions~]

No, please. Enlighten me.

[No one knew of personal space, especially the King. Letting his hip press against the blonde's while his leg slipped in between the boy's, now Alic was pinned more efficiently now. Having his face a hairs length away from the blonde's. My, my, what lovely eyes Alic still had.]

Do tell.

[Tooclosetooclosetooclose! Faaar to close for what remained of his mental stability.

No he was NOT blushing, thank you very much.

He tried to pull back, turn his head, anything, but any movement at this point only served to bring him closer, or brush them together just so .

He murmured the nickname, the only thing remotely close to a name he HAD for the King, but it was a bare whisper of breath, and his eyes were averted. His every instinct screamed at him to run, that the being in front of him was dangerous, he knew that from experience.

His eyes flickered to the door, plotting an escape attempt was, at the very least, something to distract him from the intense gaze wholly focused on him.]

[A King will not be ignored. But oh how wonderful that hue over the blonde's cheeks was.
Gripping on to Alic's chin to turn that face back to him, to look at him and only him. Raising both eyebrows from the mumble he couldn't comprehend. Leaning closer to come so close to brushing lips to only to turn so he was speaking in to the boy's left ear in a whisper.]

What was that?

Speak up.

[A nervous cough.]

...Queenie...

[It's only a decibel or two louder than his first mutter, but it's enough so the King, as deviously close as he is, can hear it.

He's afraid of the reaction the admittance is going get. The nickname was never ever supposed to uttered aloud, especially around the King himself. That was just STUPID. The guy carried around an axe for Gods' sake! An axe he still had nearby.

Instead of planning or thinking of something productive that could get him out of this situation, the only thoughts that weren't completely scrambled were: I don't wanna die! and Why is he so damn good looking? Why can't he be an ugly homicidal nutcase?]

[Of only the King was telepathic, it would have been nice to know such lovely thoughts.

His upper lip twitched from the name. Letting the hand that gripped the blonde's chin to drift to the back of Alic's head so it could coil around golden locks to pull down with only a small amount of anger he kept bottled up, hopefully craning the boy's neck back.]

Queenie?

[He seethed, composing himself after a moment. Oh, but he didn't let go of the handful of hair he had a death grip on.
Why was the King, of all people being hesitant?
He would have brought up his Ax right then and there, why hadn't he?
Nimble fingers that had grasped his ax only twitched from the thought, tugging harder on yellow hair while he grit his teeth.
What the hell was wrong with this homicidal nutcase?]

Ah...

[Alic released the small noise of pain. He was caught between being thankful and questioning why he wasn't dead yet...

Odd.

He could feel his heart like a jackhammer in his chest, adrenaline pushing through his veins like wildfire and it was all just too much. The King, this PLACE, these people. Eyes clenched resolutely shut, he ignored the burning behind his lids.]

If you're going to kill me, seriously, just do it before my nerves collapse or my head explodes or one of the other crazies in this loony bin decides to have at me!

[He knows he's ranting, despite his current position, but somethings gotta give, and apparently that something is him.]

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Sorry for the delay </3

Nooo worries =] <3

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