Fascinated

The next day of "Disaster Water" was at [-]... Bah, Joshua, who had been dreaming the "Tian Liang Wang Po" version of the serial dream all night, patted his head and yawned drowsily leaning against the head of the bed.He lazily stretched his waist and called out, "Draco?" The young man who hadn't fully opened his eyes straightened his back and rubbed his sore neck. The bed was so soft that his cervical vertebrae were all wrong—— "Draco?" Joshua frowned, opened his eyelids a little, rolled over and fell to the ground, "Where are you?"

The room was quiet.

Joshua opened the curtains, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning had just risen from the east.

Well——Joshua, who turned out of the clean bathroom, pursed his lips in displeasure, and looked at the huge room with a wrinkled face——he didn't come back for another night.

Joshua paused for a while, saw the mobile phone on the bedside table, raised his eyebrows and walked over quickly - there were three unread messages displayed on the lock screen interface, he quickly clicked on it, and then his facial features became closer... …

"Good morning." Clinton was half buried in the refrigerator, and looked back when he heard footsteps, "Breakfast is not provided, and you can order takeaway if you want to eat. Oh," he stretched out a hand and shook, " Call Jarvis for takeaway."

Joshua thanked Jarvis, who was showing the menu on the screen, leaned over to Clinton, and glanced at the refrigerator full of materials, "What are you doing?"

"I'm trying my best not to let myself starve to death." Clinton, who has become a VIP member of the takeaway restaurant, dug out a pack of instant food, flipped it up and down but couldn't find the production date, he clicked his tongue, and asked with a grin, "Would you like it?" I can give you a third." He turned his head and pointed to the man squatting like a mushroom in the corner looking directly at the sun, "Hey, don't face the sun! I don't want to be taught by the captain."

Clinton finished yelling this sentence, turned his head and continued, "I have to give him one third. The captain is not here, Tony worked all night yesterday, and I am currently doing the babysitting job." He said angrily, " Anyway, it’s just throwing things in the microwave for a spin, and I can do it.”

Joshua took over the layers of thick 'ice cubes' that could bleed a human's skull, and raised his palm to make a gesture--wow, it was as high as half a palm. "Where's Miss Natasha?" He shook his head in amazement, looked at the fresh vegetables and said firmly, "These are definitely not what you bought."

"Bought by a boring retired veteran who thought he could cook and live every day." Clinton called Jarvis to ask him to close the gauze curtains. "You may not see him on a business trip."

Clinton tore open the frozen layer and could no longer see the food. With difficulty, he took out a fruit plate with fat plums that looked like baseballs and threw it on the coffee table with his backhand from the corner of the refrigerator.The 'disabled veteran' who was quietly bathing in the sun moved his buttocks, sat quietly on the sofa and started peeling plums with one hand - "Natasha sleeps for a beauty sleep, if you want to survive, don't bother her."

Joshua instantly thought of the girls at Hogwarts, and nodded in agreement with lingering fear.Then he remembered his purpose, bypassed Clinton, rummaged through the refrigerator full of all kinds of strange objects and found ingredients such as tomatoes, and turned into the kitchen.

"You know how to cook?" Clinton looked at Joshua, as if he had seen the New World, throwing the bag of expired things into the trash can, and then took out fresh fruits and vegetables from the refrigerator without thinking. Washing, cutting, and cooking cleanly, standing at the door of the kitchen, his eyes seemed to be shining, looking at Joshua as if looking at the savior, "Noodles? Fried eggs? Make more, is that sleepy?" Guys who know how long might eat."

The guy whose stomach was connected to the black hole moved his nose, and moved to the door of the kitchen with the plums in his hands to continue squatting - he looked like a five or six-year-old child moving a bench and waiting for his mother to call 'eat'.

"After recovering his memory," Clinton looked at 'Little Fool' inexplicably, "will he keep his current memory?"

"Of course." Joshua nodded without hesitation, staring at the stove and said casually, "He can even remember clearly the timeline of when he wet the bed, when he fought, and when he picked up girls. Interested , you can also take this opportunity to ask him about the captain's past as an adult, the captain will definitely not remember."

"That's really cruel." Clinton glanced at Barnes sympathetically. "For people like us, it's definitely not a good thing to remember too clearly."

Joshua paused, feeling a little sad in his heart.He pursed the corners of his lips, turned his face away, and asked casually, "As for Mr. Barnes, has Captain Rogers decided how to arrange him?"

"What else can I do?" Clinton said with a sarcasm, "People like us can only live under supervision." He glanced at Barnes who was sitting expressionlessly by the kitchen, and sighed. In a low tone—not wanting him to hear this too much—he took out three sets of tableware and handed them over, "Trouble, go and set the table."

Barnes took the plate and stood there staring at him. Clinton covered his face and sighed, and took out another plum from an unknown corner of the refrigerator—this time it was finally a little normal in size.

"Shouldn't it hurt your stomach?" Clinton looked at Barnes's steps, inexplicably seeing the briskness in them.He bit his cheek and looked at Barnes, who was so happy to win the annual bonus with a plum, and shook his head—"Why did you come to the United States?" Clinton turned around, looking at Joshua who put the fried eggs on the plate Ya, asked without any preparation for him, "England also has Oxford and Royal High School."

"Probably because...there is no Voldemort here." Joshua had already guessed that there would be today's question, he kept moving and even his expression didn't change, he glanced at Clinton with the shovel up, "You should know him a little .”

"I've heard from Tony that it's very difficult for the Malfoys to get along with their local wizards because of their family history?" Clinton stared at Joshua, his expression was not very polite, "You will seek help here Is it?" He stared at him inquiringly, "I heard that there is also a Magic Congress in the United States, right? Is it right that the first Dark Lord was imprisoned here?"

Joshua understood what Clinton meant.

The agent was clearly worried that Draco would use the Avengers or disrupt the organization for Malfoy's status in Britain.He was not surprised that this person would think so.The group had been established for nearly half a year, and it was quite normal for Draco to be suspicious as an outsider or an outsider with complicated identities.

"Why didn't you ask him that?" Joshua looked at the two perfect fried eggs and asked while washing the pot slowly.

Clinton shook his head, shrugging his shoulders without saying a word.

"I have to admit that he has ambitions." Joshua wiped his clean hands, turned sideways and looked up at him, "Maybe he will use you too, to be precise, use the resources behind you. You have to know, you guys His value in the wizarding world is not as high as you think." There was a trace of teasing and ridicule in his tone, "Aren't you, or the politics behind you, also using him?" He made no secret of his face The eyes of the displeased black-haired young man were scorching bright, and he emphasized his tone, "Don't worry about these boring things, Mr. Clinton. As long as he doesn't hurt you, he is your member."

Joshua looked at him, and could almost describe his current state as aggressive, especially when he thought that Draco didn't come back all night and didn't know if he was injured, the burning anger could burn through the kitchen—" Protect the members. The Avengers are assembled, aren't they?"

"Of course." Clinton laughed suddenly, and he raised his finger to make a swearing motion with the corners of his eyes bent.He eased the momentum around Joshua with a smile, and when the atmosphere was not so hot, he stood up straight and looked down at the plate on the cooking table—"Fried eggs? Why are there only two?"

"Mr. Barnes and I are alone, not your share."

……

Clinton: I feel wronged and hold back.

There was no sauce left from the big pot of breakfast divided by the three men.Clinton, who was so full of food and almost moved to tears, sighed comfortably, and glanced at the time with his mobile phone on the table. "As a reward," he licked the corners of his lips, put on sunglasses, and drove out of the underground garage. A cool motorcycle, "Let me take you to school."

Feeling that Joshua, who was in class, did not refuse his overtures, but politely rejected his proposal to take the get out of class.

It's fine if this kind of thing happens once in a car, and it's okay to be 'beaten to death' by Draco the second time.Joshua stood at the school gate and rummaged through his schoolbag, and decided to go to the car dealership after class to drive the thank you gift back.

"Joshua?" The anonymous little spider Peter waited until Clinton was far away before he dared to get out from the corner, rushed to his friend, and asked a series of questions, "Where is Draco? Why didn't he send you here? I I heard that you went on a trip yesterday? Did nothing happen?"

"He has some private matters." Joshua straightened his messy hair, looked at the bruise under Peter's cheek and selectively ignored it. "Is your dress ready?" He looked at the posters and banners posted all over the campus, as well as the glorious girls, "Are you inviting Liz to be your dance partner?"

"Hmm..." Peter, who had been diverted from the topic, showed a tangled face, and hugged the schoolbag in his arms tightly.Joshua frowned suspiciously before he asked anything before he saw the Viking walking over from one side. He nodded at Joshua first, then softened his eyes after meeting Peter, and took out a piece of paper from his arms. Publish a brochure, "Today at five o'clock in the afternoon, I will wait for you here."

Joshua glanced curiously.It's a tailor shop, and the name on it is very familiar... It seems to be the young man I saw when I picked up the plane last time, that friend of Draco?

"You?" After Viking left, Joshua couldn't help asking.

"Guide." Peter interrupted Joshua's words with a somewhat evasive expression, shrugged awkwardly, coughed lightly and said, "I just accompany him to try on the dress."

Joshua gave him a strange look, "Okay."

"Go home together after school?" Peter casually said in order to draw Joshua's attention away—he couldn't go out to patrol these days anyway, and Mr. Stark was so angry with him that he confiscated the equipment directly .But fortunately, that vulture was arrested, it's just Liz... Peter looked at the teaching building with a sense of loss, he might not have the chance to invite her as a dance partner, right?She seemed to despise herself quite a bit, and it didn't matter.

Peter comforted himself.

"I'm afraid not." Of course, Joshua couldn't read anything from Peter's expression - except for Draco, who didn't read the auxiliary text, he failed the 'Sense Mood' skill for anyone.He looked down at the still cell phone, frowned and said, "I have to live in another place these days, I have to go to the car dealership to get the car, and I have to be delivered by others every day. I'm afraid I have to walk to school when Draco comes back gone."

In the fifth grade, Joshua and a senior senior participated in the dessert training in ordinary society. At that time, he did not have a driver's license, so he took a ride with that senior for a week.Then when Draco came back from India, the young master turned his head black and pretended to be a fake age to take the driver's license test...

Simply.

Joshua shook his head speechlessly, and followed Peter into the classroom.

Draco still didn't come back the next day, and Clinton and that Barnes sat side by side on the sofa obediently, waiting for Joshua to feed them.On the third morning, after feeding the two humanoid pets, Joshua closed the car door, turned around, and saw a gloomy young man standing behind him with arms folded.

"Are you back? Have you gone home to rest?" Joshua was startled, and hurried forward to ask, "Is there any discomfort?"

Draco, who was pulled by Joshua and turned 360 degrees on the spot, completely lost his yin and yang expression. He held down the cohabitant who regarded himself as a spinning top, and said, "I really want to ask you a question. I heard that One thing," his eyes flashed, and he read in a slightly raised tone, "'Joshua finally broke up with that Malfoy and found a new love'. Joshua," Draco walked forward Taking a small step, he put a face full of dead ends in front of his sweetheart, and said mockingly, "Your new love is too old."

"What?" Joshua frowned and looked at him with a look of 'what are you talking about?', "Where is there a new love?"

It is enough for me to have you alone, where is there a new love?

Draco straightened his back, threw the phone into his arms, and curled up the corners of his lips with a half-smile, "The campus forum almost set off fireworks to celebrate my leaving the order." He said mockingly , "I'm so happy, you created opportunities for them. I haven't been back for three days, and I'm about to become an ex-boyfriend. What's even more frightening is that I don't even count as a current boyfriend."

"These girls have really big brains." Joshua looked at the hundreds of pages of posts, "I didn't create opportunities for them." He patted Draco on the shoulder, "Didn't you come back Is it, it is destined that they will fall out of love together today."

"If this photo is correct, are you hugging his waist?" Draco squinted at the hand on his shoulder, clicked on the photo on the first floor and sneered, "Don't think I don't know, two days ago He sent you."

Joshua, who deliberately took the car because he was afraid that people would be unhappy, twitched his lips, and he didn't want to argue with Draco for a strong bachelor who was nearly forty years old in this kind of place. He said, "Draco, if you don't keep your mouth shut, I'll have to kiss you."

The blond boy curled his lips and said calmly, "Okay, kiss me." He spread his arms, "It would be better to give me a hug by the way."

……

Why didn't you follow the routine!

Joshua, whose face was bloodshot again, suffocated in place.