Giving a warm smile, Alver tucked Luke in and gave a gentle kiss to the child's head, whispering a 'Good night' before standing up and quietly walked to the door and flipped the light off. Closing the door behind him, the tall man neatly returned the book to its proper place before stretched out his long arms. It was getting late now, around ten so it be a little bit before Miky probably arrived. Since it would be late when the small man got here, it was probably best he just stayed over honestly. 

Thinking over the possibility caused his pale face to brim a bit scarlet. He could imagine the tired young adorable man getting here. Ah but Alver just had two bedrooms?! No no he could share with Luke maybe? But he wouldn't want to wake the young boy up! Ah maybe he could just sleep in Alver's bed and the albino could work or something? Oh gosh... the several thoughts kept speeding through his mind rapidly which caused the albino to rapidly shake his head and mentally scold himself.

[i][color=silver]"No no no... Miky isn't like that. He had a wonderful wife and has a loving son. He turned you down, don't go thinking weird thoughts again Alver. We're just old friends who just recently met up again. Don't make it even more awkward and weird!"[/color][/i] Alver rattled in his mind as he went down the hall and into his work room. At least he wouldn't be far away from where Luke was sleeping in case the young boy needed anything.

Alver took a deep breath as he went over and sat down at his work desk. Glancing around, he picked up the pair of red rim colored glasses and put them on before taking out some papers. Taking a pencil and starting to sketch the next page of his manga. Since he couldn't take a walk out at night since he had Luke to watch, he might as well get some work done. Despite that, his thoughts kept drifting to the mismatched colored eyes that belonged to his childhood crush.

It really did worry him... that it seemed Mikaela was having a hard time, even if he wasn't showing it thus far. It seemed their little Harpy wasn't the only one having a rough time since their little group disbanded. Miky's little spells seem to have taken a turn for the worse. Perhaps something happened? The protective side of him couldn't help but worry over Miky's well being. Was it his late wife? What was she like?

For a moment, his thoughts couldn't help but drift to imagining Mikaela on his wedding day. Alver chuckling as he both thought of the blonde in both a tux and a wedding dress, and thinking that it was just fact that the young man was adorable in either attire. Once he snapped out of his little daydreaming, his lavender gaze widened as they refocused on the paper he was drawing on.

It turns out to be Mikaela in a wedding dress with a bright smile.

Blushing completely crimson as he jumped, which caused his glasses to go crooked on his face, the albino quickly crumpled the paper into a ball and shoved it in a trashcan. Shoving his heated face in his hands as his body curled itself onto the chair and just started to spin in place. Gaaaaaaah! What was he thinking! Focus Alver! Focus! You are a cool anime prince! Don't be such a dweeb!

Sighing as he calmed himself down, he calmly took another blank piece of paper, readjusted his glasses, and started to draw again. He wondered how his friend was doing? What it was like after Alver secluded himself? Did he hear what happened to the albino not long after the confession? Probably not, Mikaela didn't pay too much attention to the news. Maybe it was better he just didn't mention that whole thing. Knowing Mikaela, the blonde might just end up blaming himself or something.

Shaking his head and twitching as he noticed he just drew another image of Mikaela, the albino grumbled, tossed that piece as well and tried to continue to work as he awaited for Mikaela to return from work.