The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

Angus sat cross-legged on the rug in the living room, flipping through the box Merlin sent over.

"You said he was a mage." Steve sat on the sofa and brushed his hair.

"Ah."

"So he found you by magic?"

"I don't think he's going to do anything else."

Steve sighed secretly, if only he could do the same.

"He looks much older than I thought." Steve paused with a bad association.

"No, becoming an old man is just his interest." Angus shook his head.

Steve put the towel aside: "That look was intentional."

I can breathe a little easier.

"But he did live too long." Angus fiddled with the small furniture inside, wrinkling his face.

Send the things over and deal with the follow-up issues.He doesn't know how to spell, how can these shrunken furniture be restored to their original state?

"So how long did he live?" Steve thought about the legends he knew, maybe a few hundred years old.

"More than 1000 years." Angus squeezed the small phone out of the box with his fingertips.

"one thousand!??"

Angus looked at the phone that suddenly slowly changed back to normal size in his hand: "Ah, I misunderstood him."

Steve... didn't know for a while whether he should continue to be surprised by Merlin's age.

"...So, this is also a spell?" Steve raised his hand to cover his head, looking at the phone in Angus' hand.

"Is there any space at home?" Angus grabbed the box and looked around.

"Well, there's room left."

"Let's go."

"...OK."

As Angus poured out all the contents of the box, the empty room was quickly blocked by furniture in various poses that had returned to their original appearance.

"These are..." Steve looked at the familiar doghouse.

Juice barked and rushed out, rubbing against the sofa leg and the old kennel where she had urinated, happily twisting her buttocks.

"Spells..." Steve now has a super awareness of almost any abnormality.

"Well, it's just a mage who has lived for more than 1000 years, nothing to be surprised about." Steve exhaled, "and saved some money on furniture."

Angus patted the box in his hand, shook it, then lifted it up to look at the light outside the window, his eyes lit up after seeing the looming light green streamer at the bottom of the box.

Steve looked at him, hesitantly.

Angus turned his head and walked out, Steve followed.

Then Steve watched Angus stuff the sofa and coffee table into the small box. When he tried to stuff the juice into the box, Steve reacted and stopped him in time.

"Don't let it go yet!" Steve hugged the juice away, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back.

Angus looked at him suspiciously.

Steve didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Angus, let's forget about dead things. Living things, let's try something else first."

Angus understood, opened the back door, and went to the untidy yard.

"..." Steve put down the juice, he had no idea where Angus's sudden movement came from.

Angus caught a wriggling bug in the corner of the fence and was about to put it in the box, but Steve narrowly snatched the box.

With nothing in his hand, he pinched the worm and looked at Steve strangely.

"...The sofa and the like inside are all newly bought." Steve was helpless, "We can put things down first, and then experiment."

"You are so troublesome."

Steve... "Yes, yes, I am super troublesome. Go back to the house first."

After making sure there was nothing inside, Steve asked Angus to put the bugs in.

The poor bug was put in with a size that could hardly be caught by the eyes, and when it came out... it was dead, completely dead.

"..."

The two were silent for a while, and Steve glanced at the fruit juice next to him who didn't know anything but just spit out his tongue.

Angus looked at the poured worms for a while, then reached out to touch the juice: "Good boy—"

Steve was suddenly amused and annoyed.

"I guess this box is a Christmas present." Steve sighed.

Master shot is really different.

"..." Thinking of something, Steve pondered, "Then, the $100 is really just hard work."

Angus hugged the box and patted it: "Yes, I forgive him."

Steve laughed.

Angus’s new toy, Steve, did some experiments one after another. The things that can be stored are about [-] times the volume of the box. Physics is all fake.

Steve told Angus not to put things in a small box in front of outsiders, and only take it out to play in private.

Another point is that Steve always felt that Merlin probably didn't like him, and even the gifts he gave seemed to be portable, and Angus could carry them away at any time.

Of course, this is just his wild thinking, and they don't know each other, so there should be no reason to dislike him like this.

After hesitating all afternoon, Steve still asked a question that caught his attention before going to bed.

"Angus, how old are you?"

Angus, who was lying beside Steve and gestured to the bedside lamp to draw the bottom line of the box, gave a hum, lowered his raised arms, looked at the ceiling, and was probably counting: "More than 200."

"...And, you are still in the transition to maturity." Steve's voice was a little muffled, then he raised his hand, put the back of his hand on his forehead, and exhaled.

"Is there a problem?" Angus put the box aside and rested his elbows on him.

"Do not…"

"Angus, how old is the oldest siren you've ever seen?" Steve put his hand down and held his shoulder slightly.

"We don't count our age, maybe... more than 700?" Angus thought for a while.

If human beings can live to be a hundred years old, they will only be four hundred years old after four times their own life.Although...he didn't think he could live that long.

Steve stared at Angus for a long time, and after a while, stroked his hair.

"What's wrong?" Angus lay down on him.

"No, it's nothing." Wei Wei pushed him away, got up from the bed, turned away, and Steve went to prepare Angus' supper.

From this point of view, Merlin might really hate his own existence.

After cutting the fish in the kitchen for a while, bringing the cut fish to Angus, Steve raised his hands and pinched his face, left and right after pinching, and then rubbed his head.

"what happened to you?"

"It's nothing." Steve smiled, sighed, and gave up everything he wanted to talk to Angus about his partner and his lover.

"You're weird again." Angus wrinkled his face.

"..." Steve opened his mouth, then fell silent.Forget it, he picked up the plate next to him, forked a piece of fish and stuffed it into his mouth, leaned over and kissed the side of his swollen face, and whispered, "It's okay, I'll be fine soon."

"is it?"

"Well, don't worry." Steve's eyes darkened.

On Christmas Eve, Steve took Angus to a nearby forest farm to pick a cedar tree and brought it to the bar.

Angus watched Steve move the tree into the house, and then hung up ribbons and lights for decoration.Plus planning Christmas Eve events, contacting bands, and all that shit.

Very tired, of course, he is just responsible for looking.

Before opening the door, he walked around the tree twice and sighed with his hands behind his back: "Human beings... are really troublesome."

Looking around to see if there was no one there, he stretched out his hand and tugged at the colored ribbons and lanterns, Angus smacked his lips: "What's the point of this?"

"Angus, don't make trouble if you don't help!"

"……Oh."

The theme of Christmas Eve is vintage sergeants, all the men in attendance are required to wear military uniforms or replica sergeants, which is strange and not very interesting.

But now it has developed into a high-end celebrity gathering place, and it is also affordable for aspiring young people or women, and the carton bar, which can meet more useful personal connections, still had a high-density flow of people that night .

It is almost no different from the big discount mall not far away.

"You really put your heart into it." Bucky turned out his hairy military uniform, with a hat in his arm, handsome, decent military uniform, casually exuding a hormonal smile, even if the background is unknown , It still caused many women to cast admiring eyes frequently.

Opinions differed as to whether those eyes were looking at him, or at Steve, who looked very handsome in the military uniform next to him, with a well-behaved head and an unusually eye-catching appearance.

Steve hooked the corners of his lips: "It's just... just copying the memories of the previous club in my mind."

"Hey, Angus, Merry Christmas~" Bucky smiled at a girl, then turned his head to look at Angus sitting at the bar for some reason.

"Why didn't you try on the military uniform?" Bucky patted Steve's upper arm, smiling maliciously, "Did you not let me do it? Hmm?"

Steve cleared his throat.

Angus threw the glass rag to Bucky's face, his face blackened.

Steve laughed.

"...What does this mean?" Bucky poohed a few times.

Steve glanced at Angus, who was ignoring him while biting his water bottle, grinned, and lowered his voice: "He...is not suitable for a military uniform."

"Ok?"

The fact is that Angus can't stand up in military uniform at all, he looks like a child who steals an adult's clothes, military uniform will not only make him out of childishness, but will make him look younger.

Speaking of age... Steve frowned and sighed.

Bucky soon went to play by himself, and Peggy came in wearing a red dress and holding her husband's arm.

Steve put down the wine glass in his hand, well, the protagonist is here.

...No, probably not.

"You are really well prepared, aren't you?" Peggy couldn't help laughing when she approached, "If the Deep Stork Club is still there, maybe they will find you."

"Then let them find it." Steve smiled.

There was a gesture far away on the stage, and a faint slow rocking song began to sound.

Peggy snorted, "This is your plan..."

"Yes, do you mind?" Steve held out his hand to Peggy, but looked at Peggy's husband.

Peggy's husband, who had been nervous all the time, watched Steve's smiling blue eyes slowly relax, and pulled Peggy's arm out of his own: "Only one song, even if you are the captain."

"Of course." Steve laughed.

Peggy put her hand on Steve's arm and smiled at Angus: "What about you, do you mind?"

Steve looked at Angus, and Angus looked back inexplicably: "Huh?"

"Do you mind if I go dancing with Steve?" Peggy added helplessly.

"I don't mind." Angus shook his head.

Steve slightly turned his head to look at Angus, and after a while, sighed and smiled: "Let's go, Peggy."

"OK."

The two walked to the dance floor.

At this moment, the dance floor is full of men and women in twos and threes, embracing each other and slowly shaking with the music.

Angus looked at it with his cheeks for a while, then pulled off his mask, biting the mouth of the kettle intermittently.His eyes turned and turned, and finally turned back to Steve.

Very relaxed, with a smile, as if talking to Peggy.

After watching, he lay down on the bar counter with a puzzled expression on his face.

Singing on the stage was a slightly older jazz singer, with a hoarse voice singing old songs with a strong charm, and the tone was slow.

It's like two worlds inside and outside the door.

When Bucky saw Steve and Peggy on the dance floor, he looked at Angus reflexively, and then he was relieved to find that Angus was normal.

Wei Wei said sorry, let go of her partner, and walked around to the bar.

"Hey—" Bucky greeted.

"Yes." Angus played with the kettle in his hand.

"..." Bucky suddenly ran out of words.

"Bucky, you told me that Steve loved Peggy." Angus said suddenly.

"..." Well, yes, this is indeed what I said.

Why did I suddenly walk over with a twitch of my brain... Bucky asked the bartender to ask for a glass of wine for himself.

"It's just a regret between them, but it's over." After taking a sip of his wine, Bucky felt that he was okay again.

"Angus, you didn't tell Steve what I said to you, did you?" Bucky lowered his voice, a little nervous, "I swear to God, I didn't know the relationship between you and him at the time. !"

"What's the matter?" Angus looked at him.

"Lover!"

"Lover?" Angus raised his eyebrows.

"...Well, isn't it?" Bucky always felt that he had said something more.

"Well, is that so?" Angus rested his chin on his forearm.

"Just by looking at your face, I can tell what's going on." Peggy looked back slightly at his face.

"This time, it's really okay." Steve said helplessly.

"Well," Peggy looked over him to Angus, who was staring at him behind him, and looked back just in time to see Steve also turned his head back, and the larger corners of his lips curved like a reflection, I guess I didn't even realize it.

"Yeah, I think you're all going to be all right now."

The two danced for a while, and Peggy saw that a woman had invited her husband, so she pushed Steve: "I think I can let my feet go."

Steve...

"Just stepped on the toe of my shoe."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Peggy responded perfunctorily.

Steve was helpless, and the two got off the dance floor.

Angus watched Steve approaching him, and when he got closer, he said, "Steve, am I your lover or your family?"

Steve froze.

Bucky... walked away silently, but not so far away that he couldn't hear him at all. This is a technical job.

"What do you think? Angus."

"Ah?" Angus opened his mouth and made a sound of doubt, then pondered for a while, and said seriously, "I don't know. But, I think you can't do without me."

Steve burst out laughing immediately. Having laughed enough, he lowered his head and kissed his lips: "Yes, you are right. I can't live without you."

Because... In the future that I can count, there are such people everywhere, or fish?

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