"Tell me, is there a secret to the

sweetness of your strawberries?" Elliot asked, his mouth filled with at least four of them. I just smiled at his silliness. 'How could someone look this cute and adorable?' I thought as I stared at Elliot eating with joy. We were in Elliot's bed right now.

But my mind strolled down to the thought of Nathan and Millia. They still hadn't returned. It has been half an hour since then. Why are they taking so much time?

"Is something bothering you?" Elliot asked. I looked at him. He had the same worried expression again.

"It's nothing much...just Millia and Nathan hadn't returned. " I said.

"Have they been gone for long?"

"A bit.." I clarified.

"They will be alright..." He said while putting his warm  hand over my cold one. Just a touch from his small hands gave rise to a warm feeling in my heart. I suddenly had a strange feeling I never had before. It felt comfortable but at the same time anxious, warm but cold, happy but somewhat sad. 

"I hope so." I finally declared, brushing of those feelings. 

"Now, you want some of these??" He said playfully.

"Sure." I announced with a smile. 

"Not so easily." He teased while gulping the whole strawberry without even chewing.

"You wanna play." I said as I tickled him on his tummy.

"Hahahahah..." he laughed loudly and tried to move away from me but could not. I wasn't going to let him go that easily, was I? 

We kept on laughing and tickling until a cry of pain escaped from Elliot-"Ouchh!!"

"What happened? " I asked immediately, getting cautious.

"I..I..t-thin-k my sh-oul..it-..its hurting" He managed to say in agony. Did I stimulate any wound on his shoulder?  F*ck you, Zeo!!

"Wait, wait, just wait. Let me find something to reduce your pain" I said, my voice shuttering with nervousness and agitation. I ran to Milla's room and looked through her shelf to find some kind of portion or spills for pain killing or something like that. And luckily, I found one who said- Pain Reducer.

I took it and gave it to Elliot for two sips, avoiding any overdose.

"Do you feel better?" I asked.

"Maybe..." he said, his voice a little groggy.

"You should rest now." He nodded and got back to the embrace of the blankets, cover his face. 

I went to the kitchen to clean the mess I had created there. Burnt pot, dirtied floor and vials of smoke were still there waiting for me. I opened the window and went on cleaning the pot. After about fifteen minutes of cleansing, the kitchen went back to how it was. 

"At least Millia wouldn't be angry on me." I whispered to myself. The house was extremely quiet so I decided to  check on Elliot for once before going to look for Millia.

Hardly had I entered the room than I felt a hand pulling my arms. The force was not strong enough but its surprise got my balance off. The face of the doer was barely inches away. I stared at him. It was Elliot, his face flushed red and his breaths vigorous.

"Elliot you alright-" I asked in surprise. But before I could say anything more. I felt a pair of soft lips over mine. My mind turned blank for a moment as I felt the heat from Elliot's lips. His warm body rubbed against mine. The kiss felt strangely satisfying, the taste of his lips, the  smell of his breath gave me a swirly sensation in my chest. He moved away, breaking our kiss, gasping for air.

"Ar-e you drunk?" I asked, caressing his pink cheeks. He tilted his head to the right, confused. His breath smelled of alcohol. But when? And then I realised it. It must be the Pain Reducer.

Elliot moved closer again, slowly as if waiting for my approval. I should have pushed him off, got myself off his hook. But my conscience was dead, drowned in swirls of my heart. I wanted him. I just wanted Elliot. I wanted to taste him again, his lips, his smell, his everything. Instead of him I was the one  to initiate this kiss. And this time I responded to his slow movement, getting drunk with him. He hugged me, getting closer. I slipped my hands over his back and silky hairs pulled him even closer. He felt so hellish, intoxicating.

He broke this kiss again. I looked hungrily at the subject of my lust. Elliot's cheeks were redder than before and his lips a bit swollen from the earlier kisses. But he looked so unnecessary sexy that I couldn't think of anything other than just kissing him again.

I brought myself closer and held him in my arms, closing all doors of escape for him and started kissing him again, passionately. No, passionately would an understatement. I ravaged him!! I kissed him with my teeths and tongue. I bit his lips and sucked his tongue. I slide through his neck and collarbone, leaving sloppy pink marks over his pale skin. There only one thing that I didn't want with him- his clothes. I unbuttoned his shirt slowly. I was almost on the verge of tearing off his shirt when I heard a deep voice calling for me.

"Zeo! Millia ! Where are you both?" He called.

Shit! It was DAD !!