Oofh
"Ouch! Goddamit!! If I am to sleep on his couch for one more night I will burn down this bloody building!!!"
I lifted my self off the floor, veins bulging on the verge of popping decorated the sides of my head.
My anger through the roof.
Not once did I fall off that narrow, pitiful excuse of a sleeping arrangement, but multiple times throughout the night.
My forehead touched the floor more times than it ever had through prayer or submission.
Human - 1
Kael - 0
"Summoned me from hell only to put me through hell! Just like some men I remember" I raged "Some things do never change"
I paced back and forth in front of the couch mumbling in anger as I conveniently couldn't move past it else even by a dot lest I risk getting that needy feeling to be closer to that human.
Not to be pompous but a demon of my calibre and history especially because of what I've been through so far, I deserve a king sized bed.
Like I'm here to heal his brother Goddamit!!!!
I marched up to the door ready to break it down and have a nice long talk with that human.
But i couldn't.
I hand hovered over the door, the memory of the night before resurfaced.
The fear, paranoia evident on his face.
I couldn't calm him down, I couldn't reassure him.
I know that feeling oh too well yet I couldn't help him.
The only thing I could do was place a sleeping spell on him.
Pathetic.
Heh. Looks like I've gone soft.
On him and magically.
I can't afford that again. Any of it
I can't fall prey-
The door swung open and we were face to face.
He looks calmer, his hair messy from sleep, rehum at the corners of his eyes.
He looks slightly confused like he's not fully awake yet when his gaze lands on my face all of it fades away.
He sidesteps and walks away, no hello, no complaint, no acknowledgement, just silence.
Rude.
How bloody damn rude.
I grab his shoulder to stop him but before I could utter a single word his shakes off my grip and walks away.
I turned to look at his retreating back and sneered.
Hmph
Two can play that game.
And so I walked in the opposite direction, childish? I know but do I care is another question.
But the universe can be quite an annoying thing as the tether that bound us yanked us back on top one another.
Deja freaking vu.
"I'm guessing you really like this position but I must say, I prefer being on top" I said my hand hovering over his face the urge to caress it growing by the passing second.
I expected some sort of pissed off reponse or a shove but none of that came next.
He just stared, stared into my eyes and possibly into my very non existent soul.
A beautiful shade of pink filling his cheeks.
I want to lick it.
I want to suck it.
I want to bite it.
I want to-
"Woah! woah!! I'm sorry for interrupting" A voice laced with laughter said.
The human and I broke our gaze and looked at the door where the other human I met on my first day here stood covering her face with her hands yet peeking through them, a teasing smile plastered across her face.
My contractor shot off me faster than a cat when met with water and backed away.
"It's not what you think!" He started, waiving his hands around frantically as if trying to swat away the very thought away
"We we we were just-"
Oh great heavens.
Noah's POV
I am so stupid.
I had so many opportunities to avoid this very situation but I let it happen.
It started this morning, I laid awake on my bed hearing his feet shuffling around as his paced round the room and his mumblings.
But I didn't step out the memory of the night before haunted me.
The feeling of my brain being tampered with.
I felt invaded, probed. Wiped clean.
My body rejected it violently. Struggling, straining to remember.
It scared me.
That residual fear and embarrassment made me avoid him.
It was like I could feel his fear and worry. He thought I was going crazy.
It scared him as it scared me.
And I did what I do best. Avoid.
But the bond did not let me avoid him.
And I found myself on top of him yet again, staring into those beautiful brown eyes, his beautiful brown skin calling to me.
I wanted to kiss it.
Kiss him.
No.
No never in a million years.
No
"You were saying?" I snapped out of my daze I and Kael had found ourselves sitting on the couch opposite Kathleen on a stool.
"Oh. Wait what was I saying again?"
"You were about to introduce me to this incredibly hot man beside you" Kathleen replied winking at him.
Normal Kael reaction I expected is a wink with a flirty response with that deep articulated voice of his.
But that didn't happen.
Weird.
"Ah meet Kael, he's a friend I made online from London" I managed to squeeze out hoping she buys my lie.
"Ah I see" Kathleen said after a moment of silence that felt as long as evolution "Does your friend have a name?"
"Oh-"
"Kael. My name is Kael, pleasure to meet you"
"Ah he speaks" Kathleen smiled and let out her hand for a handshake, Kael moved closer and took it "Kathleen, nice to meet you too"
Silence
No, like literally. It's so damn awkward.
I chuckled nervously trying to clear up the tense atmosphere as Kael and Kathleen had a literal stare down.
Well it was more like Kathleen staring at Kael just sat there lazily with no care of the world.
Someone save me.
"Noah can I talk to you privately for a sec?" Kathleen asked breaking eye contact from Kael's face.
I nodded and stared to walk from the couch. Kael cleared his throat and I remembered the tether that connected us.
Goddamit.
After calculating the distance to a safe one, I stood waiting to listen to what she had to say.
But she yanked me forward passing the safe 7ft.
Again, goddamit.
"What the hell dude? Who the hell is that man?!?"
"Erm he told you his name is Kael from London" I said awkwardly, the yearn simmering and growing inside me.
She pressed on "Yeah but that's not enough information on him! Like where did you two meet? Just friends or something else? Tourist or what? And is he seriously staying here?"
"We meet online, he's touring for a while and we are just friends"
"Just friends my ass! Do you think I'm blind? I can see the little glances you send his way and the yearning in those eyes"
F*ck
"And you are yet to answer my question. You can't expect me believe that he's going to stay here. What of when Jamie comes back?"
Jamie.
I've been such a terrible brother, I made a deal with Kael to heal him yet I've been to busy and selfish with my self and how I feel.
After I was done reassuring Kathleen I turned to Kael who was oddly standing rod straight looking directly at the balcony.
Trepidation crept up my spine.
I slowly walked towards him "Kael? Kael are you okay?"
He didn't answer me, still staring at the balcony.
With fear in my heart, my fingers trembling I grabbed his shoulder "Hey! Answer me man, you're scaring me"
He didn't answer.
He yanked me off him, launching me across the room and made for the balcony.
Before I could even regain my footing from where I landed I was yanked towards him crashing into a stool, shattering glass, injuring myself.
I laid on the floor of the balcony, gasping for air, blood pooling from me. The pain short circuiting my brain.
I turned to Kael. He stood there, unmoving staring into the open.
No emotion on his face.
But I could feel it, he was going to jump.
He is going to jump, he is going to run.
I can't let him go. I can't let Jamie die.
I can't loose my last hope
I jumped and latched onto him.
Holding him tight.
He struggled.
He scratched, he bit, he roared.
I held on, clenched my teeth.
I held on, I bleed, I shouted.
I held on.
I passed out.
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___ POV
The sound of a woman's screams, wails and pleas sang in the background.
Two figures wearing white cloakes with red patterns kneeled in front of a man cloaked in red who is eating from a decorated corpse still trembling with life.
Sipping and slurping, the corners of his mouth stained red with blood.
Half his body corroded, healing at a slow pace as he ate.
He stopped and gracefully picked up a napkin beside him and wiped his mouth clean then asked "So?"
"Vhalir(Vah-LEER), hail" one of the figures started, their voice strained as they landed the first word.
They continued, "We almost had him"
"But?" The one they call Vhalir asked.
"Something stopped him, cut the effect of the incantation. My sister and I almost lost our ability to speak due to the backlash"
"Excuses"
They trembled. They banged their heads on the bare floor hard and repeatedly.
They did not stop as he stood up, nor did they as he moved past them.
"Fail me no more else it be your last"
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Author's Note: Vhalir is a title it means master.
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