Another ConYuu? I'm surprised that this one randomly came up. Anyway, please be gentle with me. This is after all my first time to write a drabble. I want to know your reactions with this silly drabble of mine.

I'm also planning to write a ConYuu one-shot. For the readers who are asking me to write a ConYuu multi-chaptered story, I don't think I could write one as of now. I have a lot of other fics on hiatus. I'll compromise by posting one-shots.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kyou Kara Maou.

Subtle.

Yuuri couldn't forget the word. He loved how his tongue played with its syllable. He even wondered why he had this sudden attachment with the word. It was late at night and he was in his office thinking about random, perhaps non-sense things. His advisors would have preferred him thinking about future diplomatic relationships, local affairs and politics.

"Your Majesty," Yuuri's ears perked as he glanced at the door and saw Conrad with his usual smile. "Gunter would scold me if you do not get enough sleep."

"It's Yuuri, nazukeoya." The young king smiled.

"Yes, Yuuri," Conrad replied. "It's way past your bed time," he continued as Yuuri stood up.

"You're very subtle, Conrad." Yuuri said while his protector eyed at him curiously. After a few seconds, the young king flushed which confused Conrad even more.

"What do you mean by that?" Yuuri continued to blush. "Yuuri?"

"Nothing!" Yuuri tried to hide his blush. Yuuri paced toward the hallways without waiting for his protector yet Conrad followed to escort him to his bedroom.

He loved the word subtle. Conrad, in his opinion was subtle. It only meant one thing, he loved Conrad.

Yuuri smiled at his poor play of logic. However, Yuuri knew one thing:

Conrad loved him in his own subtle ways.

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How's it? I wonder if I have the talent for drabble writing.