The Tornan Lovers

 "Addam, a little to the left."

"Minoth."
"Please?"
With a sigh, Addam Origo moved a painting of the Indoline Titan to the center of the wall. It was directly above a white a couch. The Blade Eater behind Adam folded his arms in frustration of the scenario taking place. He wanted the room perfect! But why?
"Minoth, darling, are you alright?" asked Addam, turning around to face the man. "It's...Just a painting..."
"No, it's not just a painting. Its a meticulous bitch of a man-"
Minoth was cut off by a swift pull from his partner. Addam hugged tightly to relax him and keep him from flying into another rage. Ever since the Praetor of Indol started to contact them more, he couldn't help but feel anxious. Perhaps a little annoyed as well.
Minoth placed his hands on Addam's shoulders. Looking up at the man's golden eyes, he felt the urge to just...lean in. For a few seconds, the world stopped turning as their lips connected. Kissing his partner always did calm him down quickly.
After a few moments, Addam finally let him go. When the two separated, they sat down on the couch. Addam ran a hand across the scar on his boyfriend's right eye. Then, he pressed their foreheads together.
"Sorry, I just...Really don't like all the attention we're getting lately."
"Amalthus is just trying to throw you off. Don't let him."
"If only it were that simple. My Driver...is a pain in the ass."
"Maybe it's time I become your Driver then."
Minoth's blue eyes widened. He couldn't believe what he just heard suggested. Addam? His Driver? Torna's Hero? That man he's been dating for months asked him to be his Blade?
"I..I..."
"Plenty of time to decide the next couple days," said Addam. He took an Overdrive Protocol out of his pocket and placed it on the table in front of himself. "When you do decide, I'll be waiting for your answer. You always know where I am to find me."
Minoth closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. I'll be free from that overzealous bastard Amalthus. It's something to jump at. And all the better with it being with the man I love....But...Let's make him sweat for just a day or two.
"The odds are in your favor compared to Almalthus. Let me think about it for a few days."
The Blade Eater leaned over to kiss his partner's cheek after saying that. He then stood up, took down the painting, raised a nearby window, and threw the junk out. Addam spent the rest of the evening giggling about the useless thing being tossed away so easily.