Wrong Genre! - Chapter 2.2
As Rueg was looking through the documents, he forced his heavy eyelids to stay open.
For Rueg, who was used to leisurely waking up late every afternoon, sitting at a desk from early in the morning to deal with paperwork like this was an exhausting ordeal.
“The moment your forehead touches the desk, I’ll throw you out into the fountain outside, Verdic.”
Just as his eyes were about to close completely, a low voice startled Rueg so much that his whole body jerked. He even kicked the desk by accident, causing it to rattle, and Felix clicked his tongue.
“I-I wasn’t sleeping.”
“……”
“Really.”
“Sure you weren’t.”
Felix answered curtly, then turned his attention back to the documents.
As Rueg pressed down hard on his thighs to try to stay awake, he finally sensed that something was off.
‘Was Felix’s personality always like that…?’
He didn’t think so.
He distinctly remembered that his childhood frenemy said she liked gentle male leads.
That’s why, when she created Felix’s character, she’d set him up as a gentle male lead. Timid, but endlessly kind to the female lead.
“But wouldn’t this kind of character lack the appeal of a male lead? He just feels like a supporting role, not the main guy.”
And at the time, Rueg had criticized Felix’s personality as lacking.
“Geez, fine! Fine, I’ll change it, okay?!”
Because of that, his childhood friend had once grabbed him by the collar, yelling, “Stop saying that already!”
‘No way… did she actually change his personality and it ended up in here?’
Rueg quickly lifted his head and looked at Felix. Sensing his gaze, Felix, who had been focused on the documents, met Rueg’s eyes with his crimson ones.
A long silence, as if to say, ‘If you have something to say, go ahead.’ Rueg swallowed dryly.
If Felix’s personality really had changed, the future might not play out as Rueg remembered. He had no idea what sort of edits his childhood frenemy had made.
He had to check.
What should he say? Right, something Felix heard so often in the original story that it got old.
“I was staring because you’re so handsome.”
Praising his appearance. Exactly that.
The version of Felix that Rueg knew would blush shyly and avert his eyes whenever he heard such things.
He’d usually say something like, ‘It’s all thanks to my parents,’ or ‘Please refrain from saying things like that, it’s embarrassing.’
But now—
“I know.”
“…….”
“In comparison, you’re quite ugly.”
Felix’s lips curled up in a smirk.
“Pitifully so.”
…This punk?
* * *
As the sun set, Felix looked at Rueg, who was slumped over his desk, breathing softly in his sleep.
“You said you weren’t dozing off.”
Unlike earlier, when his voice was icy cold, Felix’s gaze toward Rueg now overflowed with deep affection.
Felix reached out and gently brushed the golden hair that barely covered Rueg’s pale nape.
When Rueg opened his eyes, those eyes—slightly brighter than this gold—would take in the world.
“Rueg Verdic.”
A name he’d thought he’d never call again in his life.
The moment he tasted that name on his tongue, Felix felt a strange pounding in his chest.
It felt as if a heart that hadn’t beaten in ages was starting to beat again. His whole body even felt like it was heating up. At that strange sensation, Felix smiled softly.
“You haven’t changed much at all.”
He himself had grown into such a burly adult, but Rueg still retained his child-like appearance.
“Still…”
He had teased Rueg earlier about being ugly, but he hadn’t meant it.
In the first place, the looks of Rueg Verdic and Versha Verdic were famous throughout the empire.
Versha’s fierce personality and tendency to let her fists speak before her words had somewhat overshadowed her beauty, but as for Rueg… there was almost no public information about him.
He almost never left the mansion, and even his coming-of-age ceremony was held quietly at home. Some people even gossiped that Rueg Verdic had died.
But Felix knew he was alive.
He’d endured Versha’s fiery temper and tried to get close to her for the sole reason of hearing news about Rueg.
“It seems it was worth waiting patiently.”
Felix smiled as he softly stroked Rueg’s golden hair, then slowly lowered his hand.
As he gently touched those soft lips, a strange emotion he hadn’t even realized was there seemed to creep up on him.
“Rueg.”
The moment he whispered his name, memories of conversations with Versha flashed through his mind.
“Are you really going to be all right? Rueg doesn’t remember anything about Your Highness.”
“…….”
“You know why Rueg stopped being Your Highness’s companion, don’t you?”
At the sudden memory, Felix’s fingertips trembled slightly as he slowly withdrew his hand.
“If you don’t remember me…”
Felix looked at Rueg with eyes filled with all sorts of emotions, and smiled faintly.
“Then I’ll just have to carve myself into your memories all over again.”
There seemed to be an intense obsession glimmering in his gaze.
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