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Hours after the battle with the Omen, Azeroth awoke in his room. The shock awakes him from his long slumber.He took a deep breath. The room was dark with only the night sky illuminating it.There were so many stars in the sky – it was beautiful, lost in the sky's beauty he didn't hear Mother calling him.“Azeroth?”He jumped at the call, scooting himself back against the headboard. Today's events must have done a number on him if he were this anxious. But seeing a familiar face makes the feeling dissipate almost in an instant.Mother scanned him. “Your vitals are stable and you show signs of injury. How are you feeling?”Luug jumps on the bed and into his lap, he nuzzles into him, trying to find a comfortable spot to rest. A small smile appears on his face.“I feel fine, Mother, thank you.”He felt okay physically, but emotionally– he wasn't available and he didn't need some computer for Mother to know that he wasn't okay.“How long was I out for?”“Only a few hours Azeroth. It's okay… you can rest. The royals will take care of everything.”Azeroth nodded. “Mmm.”It still didn't make him feel any better. He just couldn't shake today's fight out of his mind.“Would you like some fresh air Azeroth?”“That would be nice… I guess.”— – —The roof was a perfect place to get his mind off of everything. It was his safe haven, his happy place, and his escape from reality.But he couldn't feel any sense of solace instead he felt– empty.“Is this seat taken?” Behind him was Krel. His soft smile made Azeroth feel less anxious. It made him feel a sense of peace.Azeroth shakes his head before gesturing to him to sit next to him. Krel sat down next to him. “The stars have never looked so beautiful.” He said.The atmosphere that surrounded them wasn't awkward but serene.They could stay silent for the rest of the night and still be okay with each other's presence.Krel gets up from his spot only to lean down and reach for your arm.“Why don't we dan–”“No!”Azeroth snatches his arm away from Krel, he backs away from him, wrapping his arms around his legs holding them tight to his chest.“I… I don't know how to dance…”He buried his face in his arms trying to hide himself from the world.Krel smiled before reaching back down.
“Then you'll learn from the best.” He reassures him as he picks him up.Krel raises Azeroth's hand and tugs his other hand around his waist bringing Azeroth closer to him. Azeroth let out a surprised gasp.With every step Krel took made it hard for Azeroth to keep up, every time he stumbled Krel caught him, every time he looked down Krel told him to look at him.Eventually Azeroth was pro. They laughed as they danced. The starry night brings them closer together.In the midst of their dance Azeroth still seemed guilty.“You probably think less of me now that you know I'm Morando's son so I can understand if you wan–”“That's not it!”Azeroth looked up to meet Krel's disappointing gaze. It left Azeroth confused wouldn't he be upset? Krel hates Morando for what did to his home so why is he sparing him?Krel swallowed the lump in his throat before burying his face in the crook of Azeroth's neck. “Morando's son or not I still care about you.”The heat rose to Azeroth's face, he couldn't help but blush.He lifted his head from Azeroth's neck, gently placing it against his forehead. He closed his eyes, “I would do anything just to see you happy.”Their dance came to a stop. Krel opened his eyes to meet Azeroth's flushed face. It made him blush all over, Krel removed his hands from Azeroth, giving him his space.“We-well! I should get going!” He said pointing to the exit.Azeroth softly nodded, turning his body from him.When Krel left Azeroth collapsed to the ground, covering his flushed face. Steam was coming out of his ears and his face was bright blue.Krel the same, why did he say those things he thought.The stars shined ever so brightly it used to signify peace to Azeroth, now whenever he came up to the roof he thought of Krel and their dance.