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Balthazar reveled in the rage he could see through that stoic mask on the detective, but his victory came to a halt when Eun-Ho ran to him. He looked down to see the pout directed at him and instantly felt a pang of guilt and horror hit his insides. How could he make such a wonderful person frown like this?! This was the second time it had happened, and in one day! He must find a way to fix this.
"Of course." Balthazar nodded vigorously at the command and put the frog onto his left shoulder. He stood obediently, eyes following Eun-Ho's every movement. A satisfied smile escaped his lips when the star mentioned enjoying this transformation of his.
Meanwhile, Fredrich was rubbing his temples and trying to understand the situation. So this man before him really is Balthazar. Apparently he was cursed to appear fourteen, but the curse was broken earlier by...
Fredrich closed his eyes. "Eun-Ho." he started in a low and steady tone. "Are you telling me that you kissed an underage boy moments ago?" He continued rubbing his temples. How stupid did one have to be to say something like that in a law office?

"Oh, don't give me the 'She said she was eighteen' ruse." Fredrich snapped. "Do you have any idea how many times I've heard that?"
"Enough." Balthazar's baritone voice boomed with contained anger. He would no longer watch this detective attack his precious Eun-Ho, not while he was there to help. The king took a step forward and got in front of the Korean protectively, his flaming glare of anger clashing with Fredrich's frozen glower. "I was the one who kissed Eun-Ho. He was merely trying to cheer me up during a childish tantrum, and I took advantage of it. I am the one at fault here."
As gallant as that was, it was useless. Fredrich was well aware of what had happened just by reading both of their body languages. Eun-Ho was suckered in by a childish charm and this new Balthazar was willing to take the blame for it. A pair of idiots, that is what the detective deduced.
Eventually he let out a sigh and leaned against his chair. He was too hungry for this. "Seeing as though you're friends with Han, I'm not surprised to see such things. I don't care. Do whatever you want. Just give me my credit card." he sighed and held out his hand expectantly.

Taking his card into his hand, the detective slowly climbed to his feet and towered over both the king and the pop star. He wore a tight frown, and his eyes were hidden behind two black vortexes that grew bigger the more Eun-Ho mocked him.
Despite the strained relationship he shared with the Austrian, even Balthazar knew when not to add insult to injury. "... Eun-Ho, perhaps you should get back to work?" he mused and half turned to the man, setting a hand on the soft of his back. Without waiting for the other to comply, he began walking him to his desk.
"You're not a minor anymore." Fredrich said, causing the king to stop. "Now that you're really fifty-six, you have no legal obligation to live with Eun-Ho. Nor do you have a reason to stay here while he works." Artificial thunder boomed behind him and the wall of dark clouds. "Maybe you can use the time to pick out matching outfits for your Prince Charming." He walked out of the office, muttering to fretful officers that he was getting food.

Why was Eun-Ho acting so strangely? thought the king as he observed the spaced out look of the star's. Was he troubled? Bothered by the detective's harshness?
Deciding to ask about it later, Balthazar looked onto the Korean's desk and smiled solemnly. "Well, it seems like simple things to me." he said and reached across the desk to pick up a file. "I believe you have to match files with permanent records and mark them. You can find the files here." he explained what to do as he pulled up file boxes and searched for the files matching a criminal file.

The king found himself in a dire situation of morals. He wanted to ail in Eun-Ho's sadness, for whatever his other half felt, he would as well; but he could not help but find the star's tantrum adorable. Seeing this childish side of him made Balthazar understand why Eun-Ho treated him as such when he was a child. Children were adorable, and adults acting like children was even more adorable!
"Why don't you relax for the rest of the day?" Balthazar suggested as he pulled a free seat up to the desk. "I would be more than happy to do this for you."

"I would rather you be the one to relax." Balthazar replied, showing no intent of giving the star the files. If he gave into the Korean then he would have to endure Eun-Ho being upset about work he didn't understand, and that would constantly tug at the king's heart. "I wouldn't be able to be calm if you were to struggle with your job. Please, rest and allow me to take care of these for you." he said with a charming smile tossed over his shoulder to Eun-Ho.

Balthazar blinked when Eun-Ho begged to work again. Sighing through his nose, he began moving his chair back to give the man space to sit again, but he instantly stopped when talk over the detective surfaced. The king stayed completely still, one hand on the edge of his chair and the other still on the desk. As Eun-Ho continued talking on and on about Fredrich, jealousy boiled deeply at the pit of his stomach. His eyes hid behind dark shadows, his lips pursed tightly, and his eyebrow twitched as jealous tangled with anger inside him. "Is the detective that important to you?" he asked in a low tone.