Novel Square
47
Morgan pov.
I wake up to grunting coming from the bathroom and the bed next to me empty and cold. With a tired huff I check the time to find it a few minutes past midnight and another painful grunt comes from the bathroom. Annoyed, I slip out of bed and pad over to the door with the light shining through the crack it's open, wondering what the hell Rain can possibly be doing this time of night. Images of him jerking off come to mind but I don't see Rain pleasuring himself while he has me here, even when he was alone at home, he never did that, so I push the thought out of my mind as I push open the door.
"What the fuck?" Rain's eyes widen as his connect with mine in the mirror and I have to blink a few more times to make sure the bloody wolf standing in front of me is real. There are several marks on his chest but those aren't as concerning as the giant gash he has on his left shoulder. It tears straight through the tops of the trees of his tattoo and looks to be bleeding the worst.
"You should see the other guy." He gives me a lopsided grin, his surprise seemingly gone.
"The other guy?" I ask as I make my way to him, pressing my finger on the side of the wound causing him to hiss in pain.
"Benjamin." He grunts as he presses some kind of purple liquid to a fairly large cut on his left peck.
"I fall asleep, and you go and fight with Benjamin?" I ask the wolf, hoping it's not what I'm hearing. He doesn't answer me, and I rip the bottle and the cloth out of his hand and empty half of the bottle's contents in the chasm on his shoulder and press the cloth to it, pressing harder when he howls in pain.
"Fuck! Morgan that hurts." He forces out between gritted teeth, but I can't find it in myself to feel sympathy for him. I lift the cloth and pour the rest of the liquid onto the would before pressing against it again. For his credit he keeps quite this time and the only sign I have of his discomfort is the pained expression on his face.
"Do you have any more of this stuff?" I ask when the liquid has stopped dripping onto the floor. Rain looks over his shoulder, hesitation shining in his eyes, and I raise my eyebrows at him. With a sigh he reaches into the drawer closest to him and hands me another bottle. "Turn around." I mutter and he does so without question. I'm gentler with the cuts on his chest and he sighs in relief when he realizes I'm not out to hurt him anymore.
"I was angry. I couldn't sleep next to you in that state." He explains but I ignore him until he places his hand over mine, forcing me to look at him.
"Are you okay now?" He shrugs his shoulder, and I frown. "So, you put me to bed and then go looking for a fight and you're still not sure if you're not angry anymore?" A headache makes itself known in the back of my head and I'm not sure if it's because of my interrupted sleep or Rain's actions.
"I'm less angry than I was but I don't think I'll be fine until Benjamin dies, or someone messes with his life like he's messed with ours." He admits and my own anger deflates. I know this isn't something for me to fix, he's told me I can't, but it doesn't mean there's not something in me itching to make this all better for him.
"If he was a computer I would install a virus on him." I mutter and Rain laughs. "I'm not joking." I tell him, slapping his hand away so I can take care of his cuts, but he lifts my face so I can face him again.
"I know you're not." He leans down, his lips slotting over mine and I give into him, pushing myself up on my toes to deepen the kiss. We stand like that for a while, lips intertwined, saying everything with our actions that we don't know how to say with our words.
I pull away, resting my head against the part of his chest that's not too badly bruised before going back to cleaning him up. When I'm done with the liquid, I bandage everything that needs it before we make our way back to bed. Rain curls himself around me and I lay there, staring at the ceiling until his breath's evens out. It takes me a few more minutes to figure out I'm too wind up to go back to sleep and I huff in frustration, looking out at the woods in front of me. As much of a glitter trap as Gloss is it's beautiful with all it's bright colors and thriving nature, the Fairies having settled to live with nature instead of against it.
I wonder if this is why they chose this realm when they found a new place to live. The entire place is wild with nature and all the sectors are run over with it, even the Bio-Glaze no matter how hard they try and industrialize everything. I wonder how everyone ever lived in peace on earth when they've been in a war this side and are now threatening the edge of another one, or did the first one never end? It's that thought that keeps me up until the sun's ray's shines into the room. With a kiss on Rian's cheek, I untangle myself from him and leave the bed. I quickly get dressed before picking up the tablet and calling Luca.
"Do you know what time it is?" The Fairie asks, groaning on the other end of the line.
"I need to get back to the Bio-Glaze. I need my files." I never finished decrypting those files the Commander had me hide away. He didn't want them destroyed so something in them must be valuable.
"Morgan, you know you can't go back there." He sighs and I hear him shuffle around.
"I can if you cloak me. I need my files, Luca. You wanted information and I can get the information." I insist and he groans, the line going silent for a while.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.
"Can't I just bring them to you?"
"I wish you could. They're embedded in Bing's mainframe. You can't access him without me." It's one of the most brilliant security systems I've ever come up with.
"Fine." The Fairie appears in front of me, and I end the call. "You have twenty minutes from the second we land in your apartment until you're discovered." He lectures me and I roll my eyes.
"I know my own security protocol." I'd been working on making those twenty minutes less before Sinclair proposed the expansion and now, I'm ever so grateful I haven't gotten around to it.
"So, then you know how dangerous this is. If we get caught, I can't blink you back here Morgan. It would put us all in danger and I can't risk years of work like that. Not even for you." He warns, the heaviness of the matter shining in his eyes. "I understand." I tell him, taking a deep breath as I hold out my hand to him.