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

"Where do you sirens usually live?" At the end of the night, Steve asked Angus while tidying up the messy documents scattered on the table.

"deep sea."

"Will there ever be a shortage of food?"

Angus put the juice on his stomach, and murmured for a while: "I don't seem to have had it."

"So, that means you're the best siren?" Steve put his things in the drawer, turned his head and rolled up his sleeves and chuckled.

"Yes." Angus nodded.

Steve laughed.

"But it's more because sirens seldom move in shallow water like I do." Angus added.

"Like when?" Steve sat next to him with one leg bent.

"Probably when food is scarce..." Angus stroked his chin. "Generally, only when there are more surviving eggs in the group will need a lot of food."

Steve thought about it, got up and went to the kitchen: "Have something to eat tonight, let's go to the bar, you haven't been there for a while."

Angus slowly got up from the sofa, looked at Steve in the kitchen, and touched his stomach.

Seems like there's room left?

When going out, Steve looked at Angus for a while, raised his hand and pinched his face: "Angus, did you come back from eating today?"

"Only fish."

"Really?"

"...the cake is given by others, and so are the biscuits."

Steve laughed: "Forget it, you can tolerate it a little now, you can tell me next time you want to eat."

Angus nodded.

"I want ice cream."

"……Not today."

Angus glanced at him faintly, with 'then let me tell you' written all over his face.

Steve pinched his nose: "Tomorrow, you have eaten enough today, you can't eat any more."

Angus already prefers high-fat fish and sweet ones. If he exceeds the limit, he can tell that he is fat. Although a little fat is cute, but after getting used to it, it may not be so easy to change.

"Who gave it to you?"

"female."

"……why?"

"She left the baby behind and I sent it back."

It was some distance to the subway entrance, and after walking for a while, Steve took Angus' hand and put it in his pocket to hold it. Angus moved his arm and looked at him.

"Yes, I want to try." Steve smiled at him.

"Try what?" Angus wondered.

"Nothing." Steve laughed.

"Then Angus, you did a good thing today, that's why that mother will thank you." Steve raised his other hand and patted him on the head, complimenting, "How do you feel when you are thanked by others?" Sample?"

"Her tea is delicious."

"...It's fine, as long as you're happy." Steve said helplessly.

Sitting on the bright subway, Steve took Angus' hand out of his pocket.Angus pondered for a while, then squeezed his hand into the hand that was slightly hanging on the side of his leg.

Steve looked at him sideways: "Angus?"

"Holding hands is not very hot."

Steve pinched his fingers, simply ignoring the sights from around him from time to time, clasped his hands together and wrapped them around his.

"Thank you."

"It's okay." Angus snorted twice.

"Let's go out to play tomorrow, do you want to go to the beach?" Steve said suddenly, he always felt very regretful if he didn't do anything, "Or is there anything you want to do?"

"Play?"

Angus pondered for a while, then turned his head, a little excited: "Steve, you haven't fought me yet."

Steve... "Fight?"

"Well, you said, I'll come back, you teach me."

"...If you really want to, OK." Steve wanted to laugh again, half-sighed, and agreed.

In the future, if you want to date, you should decide directly.

Do something normal... like watch a movie?

Coming out of the subway exit, both Angus and Steve looked at the line from the store door to the street corner in a daze.

"Why are there so many people?" Angus wondered.

After moving, he hired an agent, and after that, Steve, who basically turned his hand away from the shopkeeper, groaned, hesitantly said: "Maybe, is there any event tonight?"

Looking at the long queue, Steve felt that the business in the store seemed to be nothing to worry about.

He hadn't checked Angus's account for a while, but the acting store manager hadn't brought up any problems with him, so he didn't spend much time.

Taking Angus around to the front of the line, Steve beckoned, and the security immediately let him in.

"Hey, why can they go in early!?" Standing in front is a very well-dressed woman with a slightly unsatisfactory figure, but the exposed chest and legs are delicate and reflective skin. good.

Steve usually hires veterans first. At the moment, he is obviously upright. Compared with other bars, the security guard who does not fit the temperament of night clubs glanced at the people in line: "That's our boss."

"..."

"That was the boss just now?" The woman looked surprised, "He looks like..."

"What's the problem?" The security guard frowned slightly.

"No problem." The person who spoke silently swallowed the words in his mouth. After thinking for a while, he opened his handbag, took out a can of exquisite bottle with the fishtail logo printed on it, and began to smear on his face. .

The corner of the security guard's mouth twitched.

He had to pick up a lot of women who didn't make an appointment and just wanted to try their luck to meet Big Fish every night. Now the bar had to clean up some customers regularly in order to maintain normal circulation.

But it was obviously the first time I saw someone who seemed to want to hook up with the boss directly. The security guard put his hands behind his back silently, without looking sideways.

But, alas, their boss is crooked, even if he doesn't look like one at all.

The little boyfriend is very cute. All employees have seen the photos and know that he is the real boss.Therefore, if he appears in the store alone, he must be carefully protected, and he must not be allowed to drink. If there is any unmanageable situation, the boss must be notified immediately.

If you read correctly, the one who went in with the boss just now was his little boyfriend.

The security guard suddenly wanted to change with his colleagues in the field. Because of his shift, he hadn't seen a real person yet, but just saw a pair of eyes.

The boss covered him really tightly.

Steve looked at the bar that was completely full of people, and said wow: "Jarvis is really right, the agent is really very professional."

"It's normal to have a higher salary..."

Angus wore earphones and a hat on his head, but the sound from the DJ booth was still very clear and noisy.

"Let's take a look and leave." Steve leaned into his ear and said.

"Yes." Angus was led by him around the crowd.

Seeing the employees who recognized him, Steve waved his hand to signal that they don't need to care about him.

There are obviously a few more bartenders at the bar, and there are also many waiters walking among the crowd. There were originally few female employees, but now there are basically none except standing on the stage singing or playing musical instruments.

Steve glanced at the redecorated stage with more equipment, and the quality of the live players was obviously getting higher and higher.

Looks like there's nothing to worry about, Steve smacked his lips.

Let him do it by himself, but he doesn't have so much energy.

Steve turned around for a while, feeling that he was so out of tune with the bar, like an old man who broke into the world of young people.Facing the strange eyes cast from time to time, Steve raised his thumb and rubbed the corner of his lips, okay.

Wearing a comfortable and outdated casual shirt to go to the bar does not seem to be suitable.

Turning his head, Angus was gone.

Steve... Well, I can't even see it, so I just let it go for a while.

It's Angus.

After a little bit of searching skills, Steve quickly saw Angus following a young man in a fluorescent skull jacket.

I wanted to laugh, and I did.

Beside Angus, he really always had a weird smile.

Halfway through the crowd, a person ran straight at him.

Steve swayed away from his feet, barely holding the elbow of the person who bumped into him, and stabilized the wobbly Bloody Mary: "Sorry."

"Please be careful with it."

"Ah, thank you—" Before the woman had time to exert herself, she saw Steve quickly and nimbly squeezed into the crowd, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

The corner of her mouth twitched, and the woman stomped her feet angrily.

Stopping Angus, who was about to follow others to the booth, Steve called him back to his senses: "Angus!"

"Steve, that, I want it." Angus raised his hand and pointed at the person emitting green light without hesitation.

Steve... "Okay—I'll find out where I can buy it later."

"Ah."

But afterward, Steve regretted his decision very much. I don't know why Angus especially likes clothes with fluorescent lines, and he likes to wear them at night.

Seeing a skeleton or something else lying next to me in the middle of the night still requires a certain amount of heart strength.

"It doesn't seem like we are needed here, let's go out first." Steve half hugged him, thinking that this time he should not be able to lose it, so he was ready to go out.

Taking Angus out for a walk is the main aspect, and inspecting the bar is just the way.

While walking towards the door, Steve was bumped again.Supporting that person, Steve will naturally not forget that it was also this person who bumped into him before.

"...Ma'am, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?" Steve frowned slightly, and then reached out to hold Angus, who was drifting again because he let go.

Angus stood where he was, and gave up chasing the man with the shiny metal ring around his collarbone.

"...Sorry, did I bump into you?" The woman was speechless about how he could accurately avoid his 'attack' every time, and looked at him with blurred eyes.

"Are you drunk?" Steve looked at her face, but he didn't smell too much alcohol.

"Just a little dizzy." The woman hummed briefly, and with a movement of her shoulders, half of the clothes with suspenders fell, "I can't find the seat, where are they?"

Steve reached out and grabbed the woman who was stumbling and about to trip in an inexplicable direction: "Ma'am, you are not in a good state right now."

"Maybe it's time for you to go home." Although there was no smell of alcohol, it might be an intolerance like Angus's, "Do you want to make a call or something?"

The woman's half-drowned eyes lit up, yes.

"Who are you?" The woman took advantage of the situation to climb onto his arm, breathing slightly short, and moved closer to him.

Angus blinked her eyes, and kicked her suddenly. Steve hesitated and didn't know where to grab her, and the woman was kicked to the ground in a daze, so shocked that she forgot to continue acting.

Suddenly, a small area fell into silence.

"...Sorry." Steve restrained Angus who didn't know why he suddenly kicked someone, and apologized awkwardly, "Ma'am, are you okay?"

Then reach out to help her.

Angus raised his hand and pinched Steve's arm. Steve paused, turned to look at him, and then looked down at his punctured clothes.

"If you touch her again, don't touch me." Angus said lightly.

Steve...is this jealous?

... Are you jealous?Not too possible.It would be great when Angus can realize this...

Still couldn't help but change the post, the big security guard who noticed the situation here heard such a sentence when he was approaching halfway, and immediately cursed in his heart.

"You smell fishy, ​​who are you?" Angus looked at the people on the ground coldly.

The woman saw clearly what he didn't understand about his approaching gesture with Steve.

At the moment, he thought he was scolding himself for sao, and suddenly became angry with embarrassment, widened his eyes, stood up from the ground, swept away his drunken appearance before, raised his eyes like a female praying mantis preparing to fight, raised his arms and was about to put his hands on Angus' face Greeting: "You bitch, what are you talking about!"

Steve quickly pinched her hand, frowning tightly: "Ma'am, please stay calm."

"Calm down?! Why does he hit someone!! He still curses!? Huh?" The woman twisted her hand and said loudly, obviously so angry that she was about to smoke.

Steve... Well, it's not very clear to hit him now, but scolding, probably wasn't intentional.

"Sorry, but I don't think he's scolding you. Also, if you're hurt somewhere..."

"I'm asking you a question." Angus interrupted Steve and took a step forward.

The woman looked into his eyes and felt that she had hallucinated a pair of vertical pupils. She took a half step back and gained confidence when she saw the security guard approaching: "You hit a woman in a bar, where's your face?"

"Are you still a man!? Oh, no, I forgot, you don't count, you are not much different from a woman." The woman glanced across his body, obviously malicious.

Steve frowned.

"Are you the boss here?"

The woman scolded a dead gay in her heart, and half raised her neck: "Even if it is the person you brought over, you can't make trouble like this in the store!"

The smell was complicated, and Angus could smell a faint smell after getting close enough, and as the woman's mood fluctuated and her body temperature rose, the smell became stronger.

Angus raised his hand, and Steve quickly pulled his hand down, signaling the security guard to come forward with a look.

"Ma'am, please don't disturb the order here." The security guard immediately stepped forward to grab the woman and began to pull her away, "If you continue to disturb the order, we will expel you."

"Evicted? Is this how your bar operates? The customers are kicked out when they are beaten by the boss's love!?" The woman yelled loudly, her face full of anger.

"Damn pervert! If you're a gay guy, you just hide in a place where you can't see the light. What are you doing out of shame! Are you sick of others?"

"Ma'am, pay attention to your wording." Steve didn't want Angus to know that two people of the same sex being together might be a very abnormal thing and would be cast aside in the eyes of some people.

Now that they're all different races, Steve doesn't think gender is an issue anymore.Although based on his understanding of Angus, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care.

But if Angus was treated differently for standing by his side, as he is now, he would feel uncomfortable.

"Words?" The woman clawed her fingernails hard at the security guard who was pulling her, and twisted her hand away, "Isn't what I said the truth? Aren't you disgusting gays?"

Angus didn't understand much, but he could feel the viciousness and disgust.

"Take her out." Steve was silent for a while, lowered his voice, and endured something, "The Carton Club doesn't welcome guests like you."

"what!?"

The security guard immediately grabbed her and dragged her away, covering her mouth.

He'd chased out hooligans, bill-breakers, and drunks, but it was the first time he'd ever chased out this kind of thing.

Angus looked at the woman who was still struggling, and retracted her slightly elongated nails.

Well, Steve seems... a little bit annoyed.

Later, I will go directly to that woman to ask for clarification.

Taking Angus to the small office behind the stage without saying a word, Steve was silent for a while, and the air pressure was a little low.Angus sat swaying on the boss chair, Steve leaned over slightly, pulled off his mask, and kissed the side of his face: "I'm sorry."

"Huh?" Angus thought Steve was angry with him, but when he heard his apology, he was a little puzzled, "Why?"

"She said you, but I shouldn't make a move, or even argue with her." Steve pinched his nose, this feeling is really not very good.

But for that kind of person, Steve didn't think he would feel any better if he really fought against each other.

He was probably just trying to figure out how far an angry person could go with his limited capacity.

"I don't feel anything." Angus shook his head.

"I know." Steve sighed.

But sometimes there are some things, it's not a matter of feeling or not, it's that Angus shouldn't be treated like that at all.

The whole thing is built on a foundation that one would want to destroy.

"Angus, why did you suddenly attack that woman?" Steve waved away a bunch of emotions that suddenly surged up, and he couldn't let someone who shouldn't care about ruin the mood.

Angus is not a person who does things casually, although once he does, it is not the result of small fights.

The woman just fell down instead of flying out. It should be a gratifying result that Angus was really taught well.

"She smells all over the place." Angus wrinkled his face.

"smell?"

"It smells like a siren, but she's not a siren." Angus was a little puzzled, "It's very strange, as if she was wearing a siren on her body."

Steve was taken aback, and immediately led Angus out through the back door.

The entrance and exit in front were crowded with people, and Steve was a little annoyed that he didn't find the woman just now when he turned around.

"Can you find her?" Steve looked at Angus.

Angus nodded.

"Have you ever been unable to find someone or something?" Steve couldn't help but ask.

"Everyone who has seen it can be found." Angus shrugged, "But Merlin doesn't count, he has a way to block me."

"Like...anytime? Anywhere?" Steve hesitated.

"Yes." Angus nodded.

Steve thought for a moment: "Didn't that woman eat siren meat?"

Angus shook his head.

"Where is she probably going now?" Steve asked.

"..." Angus was silent, "I can go to her, but I don't know where she is."

"Teleport over?" Steve hesitated.

"Ah."

"...Uh, wait a minute." Steve touched his whole body, and finally took out a handkerchief from his pocket, hesitated for a moment, and folded it diagonally to cover his face.

Then he glanced at Angus and felt... This disguise might not work.

"OK, we probably won't be able to catch up now." Steve sighed, "But we won't die, so it doesn't matter."

"Do you want to go home now?" Steve smiled slightly, relaxing his nerves when he heard the siren.

"Teleport?" Angus quickly mastered the new words, raised his arm and slid out a light blue arc. Steve felt that he saw the twisted iridescent space in the blue arc, and wow.

"No." Although he was a little curious about the feeling of teleportation, Steve still refused.

Angus felt a little pity, teleportation is so convenient.

With his back to Angus, Steve squatted down: "Come up."

Angus stepped up.

"Want to see how fast I can run?" Steve laughed.

"Ok?"

"Although it's definitely not as fast as your teleportation." Steve added.

"Well, think."

"Hold tight," Steve jolted him, "we're going to take a little detour."

Turning around and entering an inaccessible alley, Steve started to speed up.

Angus hugged his neck, his eyes were shining.

Stepping on the air-conditioned box and jumping up to the roof, Steve let go of the hand supporting Angus, let his legs cross his waist, and began to try some more difficult climbing and running movements.

Angus hugged his neck and smiled.

When we got home, even Steve was a little out of breath.

After opening the door and entering the room, Steve took a deep breath, trying to put Angus down, but Angus hung on him and didn't let go: "Do it again?"

Steve laughed.

Steve put his hand on his wrist and bowed suddenly to the sofa, Angus slipped off his back in an instant, along with Steve's clothes.

Angus rolled on the sofa, wrapped his hands in his clothes and stretched out his arms around his neck, pulling him, his eyes bright.

Steve's neck was strangled by him, and he couldn't lift himself up. He just raised his legs, pressed onto the sofa, and kissed his lips lightly with the heat that Angus hated the most: "I like it so much? Huh?"

"Ah."

From the beginning it was just imitation, and now I can laugh very happily.

Steve rubbed his fingers against the corner of his lips: "I can't touch you if you touch her again? Huh?"

"Hmm." Angus wrinkled his face, "I don't like any other smell on you."

"Only yours?" Steve laughed.

"Ah."

Steve leaned over and bit his mouth: "Angus, you look like you're made of sugar."

"It's not sugar." Angus vetoed vaguely, with his wrists wrapped in his clothes and lightly resting on his back.Half exposed fingers poked at the slightly tensed back muscles of his body in order not to put his entire weight down.

Steve's hands slipped from the back of his neck, breathing heavily.

Angus moved slightly and frowned, feeling that something was weird.

"Wang Wang Wang-"

Steve woke up suddenly, let go of Angus's lips, quickly raised his hand, and wanted to get up, but finally brought Angus up, hit him, and kissed again.

Steve hissed, distanced himself slightly, and coughed: "I'm a little thirsty."

"Would you like some water?"

Angus licked his mouth: "Yes."

Steve looked away, untied Angus' wrists wrapped in his clothes, walked into the kitchen, took a bottle of ice water and drank it down, threw a bottle to Angus, and walked into the bathroom.

"I'll take a bath, the juice should be hungry, you give him something to eat."

Angus glanced at the mineral water bottle in his hand, and then at the bathroom.Hmm, something doesn't seem quite right.

"Wow, woof, woof—" Juice yelled, accusing them of not bringing her along.

Angus lifted his foot and bumped him: "Wow, woof——"

In the bathroom, Steve felt the cool water pouring over his head and woke up a little.

He exhaled lightly, the slightly warm coolness that rubbed against his lips still remained, and along with the exhaled air mixed with cold water leaked out.

Lowering his head, Steve pinched his nose.

Might have to be a little more careful.

The author has something to say: There is a trace of exhaust gas~【piu——

Hush

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Second watch, don't you be scared~

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Yes, I'm a big googoo who seems to be urged to change, that's it.

It’s okay to urge more, but adding more...you can’t urge it.

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