Cian was still at Silas’ place. At the younger man’s worn-down leather couch. With a fluffy blanket draped over his legs. The city had once again gone to sleep, along with Silas himself who had disappeared into his bedroom for the night. Cian was still wide awake, though. He couldn’t quite comprehend everything that had gone down those past 24 hours. He had almost died, a guy had teleported them both away from the almost-accident, and then the guy didn’t allow Cian to leave until he had slept another night there.

Cian rolled over to look out the window by the TV. He was quite lost in thought, thinking back on the Chinese food Silas had ordered for dinner and their loafing around the couch all day. They hadn’t really talked much after that one conversation right after Cian had woken up. The long-haired man had accepted the wild, borderline insane explanation Silas had offered him, but it was only sinking in when Cian was staring blankly out the window, sleep seemingly decades away.

This is literally insane, Cian thought to himself, raising his eyebrows and sighing. I don’t get anything anymore. I couldn’t have imagined the accident? And Silas just kidnapped me? Oh god, please tell me I’m not going insane! Should I be trying to escape? Why am I still even here?!

A door flung open from behind Cian and he jumped into an upright position. He looked back at the door, and the darkness seemed to sink further out into the living room.

“Will you please, please, shut your head?” Silas grumbled from the darkness.

“…huh?”

“You were literally freaking out, dude,” Silas sighed. Cian saw his silhouette leaning against the doorframe. “You could’ve just told me you didn’t believe me, jackass,”

“Uh-no, I…” Cian paused, searching for the right words while he gathered his thoughts. “I… it’s not like I don’t believe you, kiddo, really,”

“Yeah, right,”

“I mean it! It’s just – you know – hard to believe when I can’t clearly recall what even went down back there,” Cian said, searching what he presumed to be Silas’ face for any expression. He heard a sigh before the dark-haired boy pushed off from the wall, stalking towards the couch.

The moment the boy stepped into the dim light, Cian caught a glimpse of his dark, almost threatening expression. A shiver went up his spine at the feeling the other man gave off.

“I can make you believe me quickly,” Silas raised an eyebrow at Cian when he continued, “but I can’t promise your mind will hold up,”

Cian stared up at him, feeling as if an unseen force was stepping on him. He almost wanted to back away, but his own dominance fought back, and he resisted the urge to run away as he stood up, facing Silas head-on.

“Try me, darling,” Cian challenged. He had no idea why he seemed like an asshole, but something told him to not back out of it.

Silas’ eyes lit up. Literally. They glowed a venomous green, almost yellow, clearly in the dark. Silas gave a sinister grin. Then the whole room exploded in colors, mostly the same glow that had appeared in the younger man’s eyes. A draft picked up along with a darker green that swirled around Cian. The lights flickered when the yellow fragments touched the bulbs or cords, and the clear green pulled open the doors in the hallway, the cabinets in the kitchen, and moved all the furniture away from the two men.

As everything was happening, Cian was simply staring at Silas. He noticed everything that was going on, and it felt as if he was seeing the room from different angles at once. Still, his main vision was attached to Silas’ glowing eyes, which were beginning to look unsure, the younger man’s expression falling. The colors retracted from the room, going back into Silas, and he got a worried expression on his face. He paused, entirely focused on the other man.

“Cian, I’m- I’m so sorry, are you okay?! I didn’t mean to go overboard! Your brain isn’t total stir-fry, right?” Silas rambled. The moment he reached his hand out and touched Cian’s arm, the long-haired man snapped out of it. He stepped back and fell onto the couch. His gaze was fixed forward, eyebrows scrunched together in a frown.

“What the-,” Cian managed to utter before darkness overcame him and he fell onto his side. He could barely hear a voice calling out before he lost consciousness.