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lovelynim · 10 months

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Smile, my king

Fate/Grand Order Absolute Demonic Front: Babylonia - Gilgamesh x Enkidu

A/N: Hello from the past :D This is the fic I said I got queued and it took me a shameful amount of time to finish huehuehue I finished Fate/Babylonia and I couldn't stop thinking about Gilgamesh and Enkidu, so anyway here we are

Also, sorry for not knowing how to properly tag this. Fate has a stupidly huge amount of tags and I dont know which one to use

Summary: If Siduri is not up for the task, there is only one person that can make the king smile.

Word count: 1587 words

Standing behind Siduri, Enkidu watched as Gilgamesh did his work, reading the reports on the clay tablet before giving the general a displeased look.

“So that’s all?” The king muttered, clearly uninterested by the topic and even more by the other’s presence before him.

“Yes, your highness,” the man said firmly, but he was clearly nervous to stand in Gilgamesh’s presence.

“Don’t you know how to do your job?!” Gilgamesh shouted, banging his fist against the throne’s arm, furrowing his eyebrows. “Your men are clearly more than capable, they need you to stand for them.”

“B-But, your highn-”

“I’m not done talking!” Gilgamesh said, still speaking as firmly as before, but sounding even more threatening this time, making the general flinch with every word that came out of his mouth.

On the other side of the room, Enkidu and Siduri kept watching the scene unfold, only exchanging a few whispers between each other.

“The king is really angry, huh…” The green-haired muttered, letting out a worried sigh that made Siduri giggle quietly.

“I read that report earlier, the general wanted to get rid of his soldiers without a good reason… The king needs to give him a scolding, otherwise he won’t get it,” she explained, looking at Enkidu.

“Still… even for one of his scolding, he seems more upset than usual,” he chuckled, tilting his head as he watched Gilgamesh continue his ranting for a couple more minutes before finally dismissing the general, who seemed as stunned as someone could possibly be.

Letting out a loud sigh as he leaned back into his throne, Gilgamesh eyed the couple in the corner of the room, keeping a straight face. “What are you two looking at?” The king scoffed, his voice sounding both playful and cocky. “Siduri, let the next person in.”

“Right this moment, your highness,” she gave Enkidu one last nod, as if to tell him ‘goodbye’ and headed towards the throne, handing Gilgamesh another tablet and then requesting the nearby guard to escort the next visitor.

As the day went on, people continued to come, one after the other, to speak to their king, seeking out for the solution of their problems, the support to their projects or simply some advice from their ruler.

However, Enkidu couldn’t help but notice that, with each problem solved, Gilgamesh seemed more and more… stressed. He couldn’t help but feel concerned about it, trying to figure it out.

“Are you worried as well?” Siduri’s voice broke through his thoughts, making the green-haired man turn around in a jolt, “I can see what you meant earlier now,” she sighed while Gilgamesh’s conversation with a farmer echoed through the throne room.

“Yes… I wish I could do something for him,”

“Maybe we can,” she smiled, looking around and waving to another servant, who quickly approached the duo, “prepare a few mats on the balcony and a few cushions too… let’s take the king for a breather outside after he is done with today’s schedule.”

“Right away, mrs. Siduri,” they said, leaving to get things ready.

“Do you think it will work?” The man said, crossing his arms as he pondered about Siduri’s idea.

“The king always goes there whenever he can, I think he will enjoy it… and I have a B plan as well, in case things don’t work.”

“And what is it?” Enkidu asked, tilting his head, but was answered with nothing but a short giggle from the woman. Before he could insist on the topic any further, Siduri’s presence was once again requested by Gilgamesh’s side.

“We will talk later,” she muttered as she started to walk away, “see you there, Enkidu!”

“S-Siduri, wait-” he reached out his hand, but she was already too far. He sighed, deciding that it wouldn’t hurt to join her and Gilgamesh later.

By the time the sun was setting, Enkidu was already waiting in the balcony, sitting in one of the mats and enjoying the warmth of the fading light. With his eyes closed and the noises from the palace and from the city distant, it wasn’t hard to relax. Maybe that’s why Siduri chose this place.

“Even the Chains of Heavens himself stopped by to admire my kingdom, but I don’t judge you, the sight is really breathtaking,” Gilgamesh hummed from behind, walking through the door.

Turning his head to look at the blonde over his shoulder, Enkidu couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle, quickly standing up. “Ah, your highness, what brings you here?” He said, adding some unnecessary formality to his words.

“Does the king need a reason to walk around his own palace?” The blonde teased, walking to the mat where Enkidu was and dropping himself on top of a cushion near the other.

Letting out a chuckle, the green-haired sat back down, sighing quietly. “And is this heavenly construct worth knowing your majesty’s reasons?”

“Drop the act, would you?” Gilgamesh scoffed, rolling his eyes as he crossed one leg over the other, supporting his head into his arm, “Siduri insisted I spent some time here to “relax” because I was too “stressed” with work. It was truly bold of that woman to order me around like that.”

Enkidu cocked his head, connecting the dots after hearing what the king had to say. If that was true, then Siduri had set him up for this meeting… and he had fallen into her game without a second thought. “I see,” he coughed, “but I support her idea.”

“Care to elaborate?”

“I could tell from watching you work earlier, my king,” he muttered, with a slight teasing undertone in his voice, “how you grew more and more impatient with each visitor. You, indeed, need to “relax”, as she said.”

“That makes one more fool in this palace to count,” Gilgamesh snapped, giving the other a displeased look.

“Oh, please, when was the last time you actually smiled? You should at least stop frowning for a change.”

“Hah?” Gilgamesh was no longer annoyed at this point, but still found Enkidu and Siduri’s worries an utter waste of time. With a defiant and taunting tone, the king crossed his arms and leaned his back into another cushion. “When a fool with a sense of humor presented himself to me.”

“Well, you just called me a fool, didn’t you?” Enkidu said, turning to Gilgamesh and pinching the blonde’s cheeks, pulling his lips into a smile. “Then why are you not smiling?”

With a weak slap, Gilgamesh pushed Enkidu’s hands away from his face, scoffing at the other’s insistence. “I said ‘a fool with a sense of humor’, Enkidu. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

The green-haired laughed, thinking about those words for a moment as he leaned a little closer to Gilgamesh, “well, my king, are you suggesting I start telling you jokes? I thought I was more than a mere form of entertainment for you…”

Enkidu’s words would have made him falter and blush if they were directed at anyone else, but Gilgamesh? No. All he managed to do was bring an amused grin to the king’s lips.

“Can you think of any other wahAH-hng!”

“Yes, I can, my king,” Enkidu teased after hearing that strangled laugh coming from the blonde. Having Gilgamesh to lower his guard for a couple of seconds was enough for Enkidu to strike. “I’m quite familiar with the ways to make you smile,” he tapped his fingers against the blonde’s sides.

With a crooked smile on his lips, Gilgamesh froze on the spot as soon as he felt the touches against his midriff. “Y-yohou would dahAHAre- Enkidu!” He roared, trying to sound serious as he held both of his partner’s hands.

“Yes, my king?” With a smug smile on his face, the green-haired continued to gently stroke the king’s sides and waist, pinching and poking as he spoke, “is this fool… entertaining you?”

But Gilgamesh was stubborn. And a bad loser. And a brat, sometimes. He refused to let the other simply get the upper hand like that, “o-of cohohourse nohot!” The blonde protested through gritted teeth, tightening his grip around the other’s wrists.

“But I’m making you smile… or, at least, I’m about to,” without wasting another second, Enkidu dug into Gilgamesh’s sides with a little more strength. As the tickling intensified, Gilgamesh’s body tensed up, trembling under the green-haired as he tried to hold his laughter in. “Come on, I know you want to give in… I won’t tell anyone that the great king is a little ticklish ~”

“Enkihihidu! Cehehease it t-this mohohoment!” Gilgamesh finally giggled, pressing his eyes shut and scrunching up his shoulders as he tried to protect his ear from the whispering.

But it wasn’t enough, not for Enkidu. “So soon, my king?” He skittered his fingers up the blonde’s sides, now tickling his ribs, “I’ve been doing it for a few barely a minute…” The green-haired chuckle, trapping Gilgamesh between his body and the cushions surrounding them.

“YohOHOhou- ahAHAha, f-foHOhhool!!�� He hissed through his laughter, pressing his arms against his sides, trying to stop the other’s hands from climbing his body any further. Gilgamesh pressed his body back, hoping to free it from the ticklish touch that was making his mind go blank.

With a mix of pokes and strokes, Enkidu continued the assault with ease, keeping the blonde in place as he continued to draw the laughter out of him. “Curse me all you want, my king, I have all the time in the world to entertain you with this ‘foolery’ ~”

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