I gripped my upper arms tightly as I pressed my back to the stone wall of this corridor, feeling the wide lines of grout and the texture of the stone blocks against my back through my shirt and jumper as I was looking at the man sitting on the stairs as he looked towards me, he looked…almost defenceless because of the fact his head was hung down a little, eyes closed with his hands crossed as they covered his nose and mouth as he looked towards the floor, looking like he was either going to start crying or run…it was a recognizable gesture in my line of work, of someone who was utterly broken and telling nothing, but the absolute truth, there was nothing close to a lick of a lie in how he was acting. I gripped my shirt over my chest like I could physically feel my heart strings being pulled at his expression. Even though I feasibly could not fathom what all was happening and everything about this whole…scenario with Princeton, but there was a gripping on my heart that made me think, “aw look at him” when he looks at me with those huge amber eyes of his. Why does he have to be so cute? Wait…did I just think a dude is cute? What’s wrong with me?
“I know its…stupid of me to think about telling you all of this so soon, but…” he said before softly shaking his head before raking his hand back through his hair from his temples showing off the rather intense widow’s peak he had, but something the way his hair fell back was like there was a ripple like texture around his eye and temple, like a sheer overlay on a photo broke a moment before resetting properly, “I was just hoping maybe…just maybe…there was some hope I had about how much about the magical world you knew about. I was hoping that you could understand…or think about this…at least a little.”
“So…what exactly is it…you feel about me?” I asked finally breaking my own personal and very prolonged silence that was…a mixture of stunned and confusion, he sighed with a shrug
“It’s not affection or anything like that, I don’t know myself what it is I feel about you, but…every fibre of my being is screaming for me to keep you safe and keep you protected, but I don’t know if there is any affection for you because of this.” He explained as he pinched his brow, sounding unsure about all of that himself, like he didn’t know how he thought or how he felt.
“You…are in charge of the U.K, no?” I asked
“Yes” he said with a soft nod
“I am…working on something that I think is a crime being committed by someone of a magical species.” I said, he nodded softly as he listened.
“Oh, the thief that’s been bouncing around, yes…I know of the thief, a lot of people have been affected by that person, but…for us, some people see the thief as a better thing than a bad.”
“Why?” I asked confused
“All of the objects that thief has taken…have been magical artifacts or relics that were stolen from their rightful owners or stolen from their rightful resting place by humans and the thief has returned them to where they belong.” He explained
“Returned?” I asked, he nodded
“The standing stone that was stolen was the last standing stone of a ring for more celestial beings, the others fell to ruin over time, but that one as the head of the ring was the most magical so it has lasted for much longer and kept itself together. According to our reports, within a few hours of the stone having been taken…it was back where it stood before it was taken by the humans.” He explained
“You have…like a network of magic over the U.K?” I asked, he nodded
“I do, it’s not a tight network, but it is there.”
“Do you…think you could assist me with this case? If you assist me…I’ll…go along with you about this family Bond thing and…we’ll see where it goes?” I offered, he laughed softly as he brushed some of that snowy white hair out of his face, there was something about his hair that still had that bright golden tone to it without changing the colour, like singular strands of his hair were golden and not white about the mass of white making it like his skin with those 24-carat freckles that blanketed his skin like a fine veil of glitter.
“A business proposition?” he asked tipping his head back a little, looking at me with a lopsided small smile and a white brow softly raised as he tipped his head over as his hair fell to that one shoulder revealing more of that golden tattoo as it met his jaw and swept back to behind his ear as the point of his ear trailed all the back to nearly the crown of his skull, the point getting to pencil point thin as at least a half dozen or so earrings lined the bottom edge of the cartilage to the clock-hand shaped hanging earrings hung in the lobes unevenly, the hour on his left and the minute on his right with the hour on a longer length of chain where the minute was fastened tight below his lobe.
“Of sorts.”
“I was not expecting this to say the least…my cousins had…very different experiences with their Bonds: Kal and Anthony had already been living together before they became very, very attached…Zavier and Kain…” he said before laughing, “their relationship started intense and only got more so…and Vladislav and Aden, the two started slow, but…his drive to keep the Bond distant and muted to protect the world keeps forced the two of them together because the Bond was upset that Vladislav was wanting to keep distant…so the magic forced him closer to Aden.” He explained as a flop of fringe fell over his eye and over his face, letting me see a sliver of amber past the white. His entire tattoo seemed to crackle with golden sparks that spread across the lines as his muscles flexed a moment, “But, if being a point of information or a way to get ideas or information for your case…if that allows us to keep contact and some form of close proximity, that works well with me, but…the Bond wants a very intense and intimate relationship.”
“Intimate?”
“The Bond wants you to be my forever and everything: thusly it wants us to be very, very close.” He said, hair still hanging over his face as he looked towards me. “But I am willing to wait…if you wish to…sweeten that deal a little, sense you only just entered this world…I’m sure you wouldn’t mind letting me tutor you in magic as well, I excelled in all of my classes when I was in school for magic, it would be very, very convenient for you to learn at least a little magic”
“I…I see” I said looking off as I felt myself…get extremely flustered by him saying all of that, I could feel my heart racing and my face get extremely flushed because I have never felt like this around another person, let alone a guy, I’ve never once in my life thought a guy was attractive, so…how is he making me like this…which only confused me more as my mouth suddenly got extremely dry, and I suddenly got cottonmouth.
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