27

Going home was one of the hardest things I had to do, because I had to leave early and I didn't want to wake Tyler up.

I spent about thirty minutes just staring at his face and resisting the urge to kiss it and tell him that I did love him and I was not going anywhere before I slip out of the house.

Though, the reason Ty always had parties at his house was because his parents were barely ever home as they worked at some seaport or something like that, it made staying over with him relatively easy to come in and go out.

But as I walk back home, fear began to lurk all over me.

It was possibly dark, maybe 6am, the sun had not risen yet and the cold was a literal whiplash as I walk down the road.

Pops would happily ground me for a month.

Who am I kidding? A year.

And most possibly arrest Tyler for trying to kidnap his daughter even though I was in consent and very much willing.

Or possibly, just be sad.

I feel my hand go to my pocket again as I begin to swish it back and forth in my palms.

I have still not yet looked at the object itself but the smoothness always seemed to calm down, no matter what I was thinking or feeling.

I can already see my house in a distant and a strong need to drink hot cocoa filled me as I begin to walk faster....

Barely hearing the voice that had called my name.

I feel myself freeze in my step as I turn around.

My eyes go to the male.

He's standing up, from his porch, and before I can think to run, has me in his arms.

He is freezing cold, more than normal and it feels like he had literally frozen me at the same time as he just stays there, not moving, except letting sighs of contentment once or twice.

I had at first though he might have a breakdown as Tyler had, but something in my mind reminds me that they are two different people.

If Tyler broke down...

Kim would not.

His small and long body felt like a creepy shadow reminding me that I was tiny and would always be, and choking me as I say "Kim"

His name feels weird to say in my mouth as he grunts a reply.

"Let me go"

"No"

It was a simple reply, more of how a child would sound when it finally got it's blanket returned.

I was NOT a blanket.

"Please"

"No"

His arms wrap around me tighter as his face now buries itself into my neck, bucking and sending shock waves through my body while he now began to purr...

"How long were you outside?"

"All night"

What?

"But.. but the cold..."

"I wanted to know when you came back"

A part of me remembered how he sounded in the messages and told me that Kim was angry, that I had left with Tyler, but his whole reaction was sending an entirely different message.

"Okay, can we go into your house?"

There was a slight twitch in his body, like he couldn't believe I had said that, and neither did I "You'd run"

"As much as I do not like being around you, you're really freezing, and it's partly my fault, in a way, and if we don't get you inside, you'd have some sort of cold in the end and I just want to prevent that"

"No"

His grip only got tighter making me gasp as he spoke softly to my neck "You just want to run"

"Kim...."

"You don't care about me. You'd rather I died, I know, but I don't care, I'm not letting you go"

Those words.... Sunk deep into me than they should have.

Did I.... Did I make my hate for him that obvious?

I mean, now that I thought about it, yes, he was extremely creepy, yes, he said the weirdest things...

But he seemed to genuinely care about me... In his own weird way...

Sighing, I say "I don't... I don't want you dead. Jesus, it's freezing, can we go in? You can hold my hand if it'd make you feel better"

He seemed to take in the idea, letting it sink in, before he slowly says "O...okay" And let's me out of his grasp.

Immediately that happens, I breathe out and in, happily before I feel the crushing grip on my hand.

I turn to my side and see his hand holding mine, his eyes looking down at me with no emotion whatsoever.

Just like how you stared at something that you did not understand, or you were just absolutely amazed by.

Blushing, again, I begin to walk into his house, him meekly following behind as we go in.

The awkward darkness and pictures in the hall don't frighten me as this time, I'm not walking in scared or running out of it in fear.

We keep on walking, me pulling him behind until we reached were the elevator was and I spot the butler.

When he sees Kim, he lets out a 'thank God' while I say "Um, he's really... Cold, could you.... uh, make soup for him? Extremely hot, to be precise"

The man's eyes slowly drift to me, like he could not believe I was actually saying those words before he says "Yes, of course" And walks away.

I take him into the elevator, him still holding my hand and when we reach the last floor, come out as I see myself walking down to the place to his room, like I knew the direction at the back of my head while he followed, still quiet before I opened the door and entered with him, closing it shut.

I look around, feeling the oddness return.

I had once been chained here...

"I couldn't reach you while you slept"

His voice was low, just like how he sounded in my dreams as I turn while he continues "I tried... I tried, but it was like you were off the radar... I thought that something had happened to you... I thought that he took you away from me again... I thought...."

For some reason, I knew the 'he' that Kim was talking about, and it wasn't Tyler.

"Go have a shower" I say "Make it hot okay"

"Come in with me" He says.

I feel myself choke as I say "I can't"

"You want to leave?"

"No, I'm not going anywhere"

"Then come in with me. We've seen each other naked before...."

"No" I cut in with a snap as I say "YOU saw me naked, without my consent which was wrong, and those stupid cameras you have, I want them gone, it's totally wrong that they're there in the first place"

He seems to stare at me, not really surprised at my outbursts but not saying any other thing while I sigh and say "Just go bath. I'd be here. I promise"

His grip tightens again "Promise?"

I nod.

Slowly, he lets me go and begins to walk toward the direction of the bathroom, turning to look at me one last time before finally entering and shutting the door.

I sigh, raking my hand in my hair, wondering what sort of mess I had gotten myself into, staring at the room for a while before the room door opens and Simeon enters with a bowl that has steam coming out of it.

I take it from him, muttering a thank you as he says also at the same time "Thank you for bringing him too"

It was odd too, hearing his voice sounds so... Grateful as he gave me a small smile before walking out of the room.

I stare at the door the remaining time, before walking over to bed and steering the soup, blowing my breath over it.

I keep doing that for a while before I hear the bathroom door open again and my eyes go up, and I mentally slap myself for looking.

Kim's now white hair, was wet and sticking to his face, covering most sides of his eyes as I could only see a glint of his green eyes gleaming at me with his pale translucent skin sparkling way more with the water droplets on it...

And yes, the abs that made me count them, all eight of them, and his waist...

So small and...

I quickly look back to the bowl, steering it again as I see Kim finally move out of the door area, making sure to walk to the closet side.

I don't hear or see anything again as I am focusing now on the hot bowl before I feel him sit on the bed next to me, carry me up and setting me on his lap, immediately attacking my neck again with his small nose as I try to squirm "Take your soup"

He smells, not of roses this time, but... Was it gardenias? I wasn't sure as he says "Feed me"

I find myself rolling my eyes "Are you..."

"Yes"

I grunt, scooping the spoon in the bowl and raising it to his lips "Ahhh"

He opens them and slide the spoon in, watching him close his mouth on the spoon and gently letting me pull it out as he goes back to my neck again.

We continue for a while, him taking one spoon and going back to my neck until the bowl is empty before I say "I.... I have a boyfriend"

"I know"

"You can't keep... you can't keep doing stuffs that would...."

"I'd just be your friend then"

The fact, that he had agreed so quickly, so easily made me jerk as ai say "Really?"

"Hmmm" He says into my neck "U... I realised last night that I'd rather have you than not at all"

Well, that was... Wow.

"So friends?" I ask.

"Friends"

Yet, here he was, me in his laps with him acting like I was a baby "Can I... Can I change your name?"

He pauses now, looking up to me with his green orbs of temptation "why?"

"Because new names signify new beginnings, you know" I say "And i.. I don't really like who you are as Kim, but I'd like you, as Adam, I think"

Poor choice of name, poor choice of name...

But he smiles at me as he hugs me now "Perfect"