Institute Of Salvation

•Despicable•

Lips. Human lips. Human lips are against mine! Kissing me! I blink my eyes finally coming to realization of the whole situation. I quickly shove him off away from me, making him fall on his ass on the floor.

"Oh, fucking gross!" I take my shirt collar and vigorously wipe it against my lips. Oh, my lips have been tainted by Human spit! Ugh. I glare down at Luke who is staring up at me with a horrid look.

He blinks at me a couple of times but then suddenly jumps up quickly dashing out of my dorm. Fucking hell be better run I'll kick his ass next damn time I see his stupid face.

"Steel?" I look up seeing Silva standing looking like he is about to cry.

"What's wrong?" I swear if a damn one of these damn filthy Humans touched him or said some shit, I'm breaking some fingers. I slide myself off the desk ignoring the pain shooting all throughout my body.

Fuck, I cripple over as my chest feels like it's about to collapse in. "Steel!" Silva Jim's forward caught me before I hit the cold hard floor. "Are you okay? Why are you so hot?" I sigh as I feel Sil cold hand touch my face. I hear Sil mumble words under his breath and quickly gets up leaving me alone along with the cooling feeling he gave.

A minute later I feel cold hands grabbing onto my shirt pulling me up. "Come on Steel you gotta work with me getting in the bathroom," I try to stand up as I feel Silva's hands tighten around me. We triple into the bathroom and Silva sits me on the toilet while he starts messing with the bath.

"Silva?" Huh? I look to the door as Allura pops in holding a huge white bag of something struggling to keep hold of it. "Holy shit steel you look awful," I snort at that. "I could only find table salt," I fur my eyebrows as Allura turns her attention on to Sil.

"That's fine, just pour it in the bath," Allura quickly rips the bag open, pouring it in the now filled bathtub. "Let's get you in the water." Silva walks to me scanning me with his eyebrows furrowed.

"What?" I croak out grimacing at the scratchiness in my throat as I swallow sandpaper. Silva let's out a sigh and wordlessly grabs my jacket pulling it off me.

"You're getting in that water no matter what but you get to choose what you want to get wet." Silva stands in front me with his hands on his hips just like mom does. I hear a snicker come behind him, I look past him seeing Allura trying to hide her smile behind her hair.

"I'm not getting naked while either you are here." I glared up at Silva while he was just staring at me. There's no way I'm undressing with Allura in this room, she will probably use it later on to make jokes or something.

"Just take your jeans and top shirt off. You do it or I will and throw you in the water. Which one do you want?" I glare at him and grumble to myself as I lift my T-shirt over my head grimacing at the pain in my arms.

Silva wraps his arms around me helping me stand myself up. Steadying myself I lean back against the sink. "Can you two get out? I'm not taking my pants off while you're in here." Silva nods and slowly walks out the bathroom but Allura stands still glaring at me.

"I'm a big girl, I'm helping you take them off so you don't bust your head open by falling," like hell she is. "I've taken many jeans off guys, yours can't be any different." I scrunch my face up, That's disgusting. I did not need to know that.

"That's disgusting." Allura laughs and walks to me and tugs on my belt loops.

"What, jealous?" I raise my eyebrow at her "how many boys pants have you taken off huh?" I hate her. I hate her so much right now.

I ignore her and push her back a bit away from me. I'm not a child. I can take off my own pants. I unbutton my pants tugging them down, determined to get them off on my own. "Oh, for good lord," Allura huffs loudly and squats down in front of me pulling my jeans the rest of the way roughly. "Now that we wasted all this time for this, you go."