the trash that sleeps | totcf au

It hadn't even been two days in.

That's all it took for Ron to try and come back to him. How that happened he wasn't sure. But yesterday, his illness was so bad that he couldn't even be conscious for more than half an hour. He was cursing the God of Death up to the high heavens, regardless of how helpful that bastard had been.

Charlotte had been micromanaging him, since Hans was too scared to do it. But all of his food was handled by her also, completely disregarding Beacrox's attempt to cook for him. She had been nagging his former chef on how Cale couldn't handle heavy meals, oily and garlicky foods.

Cale thinks that it's a bit extreme. But Charlotte countered in private, that regardless whether for everyone else the Molan duo had left two weeks ago, but for Cale it had been two lifetimes without the Molans, he was allowed to feel hurt over the fact they had easily discarded him without any words as soon as they had the sign they were looking for.

Basic decency. She said.

(Of course she was aware of his regression and reincarnation. She was, after all, a servant for the God of Time.)

As for Choi Han, well... Everyone is keeping him away from Cale. Or if there were instances, Cale and Choi Han would have the children accompany the two to lessen the probability of Choi Han aggravating Cale thus worsening his condition.

But the thing is... Choi Han had been so attentive? Sure it was a bit (a tad) annoying that this hundred something years old man with a baby face was treating him like a glass doll, like hello? Sir, you had beaten me up more than two weeks ago. He was clumsy, but at least he was trying?

It was both of their fault why his people are being hostile to Choi Han. Well... While his words did provoke Choi Han, a simple punch would have sufficed, not putting him in an almost five day coma.

"Here is your cabbage soup, Young Master," Cale looked at Ron with incredulity. Of all soup available? Why cabbage soup? He looked at Charlotte for help, thinking that she would disagree. But to his shock, she was nodding in agreement with the old man's action?

"It is good for your health, my lord," The betrayer, Charlotte, said. He wanted to make a face, but everyone, especially his children, Ohn and Hong, were looking at him expectantly. So he just had to suck it up and finish this then.

The soup had a very familiar taste, Beacrox must have cooked this. His children's eyes were shining when he finished the cabbage soup. Well, everyone cheered when he finally finished it all.

("Why is everyone cheering?" Choi Han, who is beside Beacrox, asked a knight.

"Young Master-nim finally finished his meal!" The knight joyfully said, "Even with Charlotte-nim, he hasn't finished his meal because he couldn't stomach it. This is a development that the Count-nim would like!"

Beacrox turned his head around to cover his face that was turning pink.)

Hours later, he had already talked with his children about this dragon rescue. They were very willing to help when he told them that the dragon was a mere four years old.

(The siblings looked at each other.

Yep. Their father (or mother, he was too feminine right now to be called father, they're not gonna lie) is gonna give them a sibling soon.)

"Charlotte," The white haired maid appeared beside him, "Call for Choi Han."

Charlotte bowed and left the room. It wasn't even that long for the two to appear. Cale drank the lemonade that Ron somehow managed to convince Charlotte to have him drink, and asked Choi Han.