Was he wrong to love him? Of course he was. John was such a tempter, a tease, runnning his sharp nails down Blyke spine and breathing down his neck sent cold shivers arching through him. He would never tell a soul.
Blyke had whelved those conflicting feelings away, pretending to be normal.
But he was cruel. Oh how cruel and decitful he was to Blyke. Those beautiful burnt gold eyes, behind them hid the devil himself. A master manipulator and a horrid person indeed. The truth of the matter was Blyke still hated him. No matter how much I love you's were said in the heat of the moment, how many dinners they had together, how many nights they spent in John's bed, he woul still wake up every morning to the cold empty feeling inside, and with John next to him, both awaking and having to carry about their duties like nothing was going on between them.
But that was alright. That was okay.
No matter how many women and men he watched him fuck in clubs, no matter how many people he watched him kill on the spot, Blyke knew at the end of the day he was the one who would be in John's bed, and the ravens hands would be running all over his body.
"Blyke!" a harsh voice call.
Opening his eyes, they fell upon the figure standing in front of him, eyes filled with annoyance.
"Ah, ahem, yes sir?" He said, looking up. John gazed down on him, his cold eyes tracing his every feature. Despite there being a one inch difference in their height, it was enought to make Blyke shiver.
"You spaced out," John commented. "Again." John stepped back and into a pool of blood which made light splat noise.
"I said twice to call the janitors and have them clean this mess," he spoke, using one hand to gesture to the nasty scene behind them of dead corpses hanging off of chairs and tables. Others leant up against the lounges walls, blood soaking int the old beige carpet.
Most, were more noicably, mauled by John. Him being the maniac that he is, his violent tendancies showed through in battle. Tongues hung out of some, and others had trophies lodged into their mouths. The worst ones were the bodies that were unrecognizable. Scratch mark decorated the chests as well as the faces pratically caved in.
Blyke was used to it though. He was used to John's psychotic episodes where he went on heavy rampages fueled by blood lust and rage. John used his index finger to wipe off a drop of blood off of Blyke's cheek.
"I'm sorry sir," the younger apologized, bowing. "It won't happen again."
A scowel painted John's face. "It's been happening for the past few days now and your beginning to piss me off Ayles. If this continues I'll kill you myself."
Blyke fought the urge to act like a brat and tell him he should just do it right now, but he knew to save that talk for the bedroom, and right now they weren't alone.
Across the from were they stood was Isen, he closest friend, placing his gun back into his holster and rubbing his now sprained knee, his shirt and tie now soaked on blood. A fight had broken out in a clients home office after they refused to pay their debt and claimed to have drugged the water he had given to John, all broke loose in a shoot out, in which John's side ultimately won.
"Don't let this happen again Ayles, I'm dead serious," John siad once more in usual cold tone and walked past Blyke in a swift motion, stepping over bodies and Blyke could only gaze over his shoulder and watch as his almost perfect figure slowly began to blend into the shadows of the now dark hall, his fluffy hair bouncing around him, until the sounds of his feet feet faded into silence, leaving the sound of the lights ahead buzzing softly.
No doubt John was sadist, but maybe Blyke was a masochist and liked the pain that John put him in. Loving John was hard to do. He had his toxic tendancies and manipulative habits, but Blyke could bare it, if it meant seeing him everyday, feeling his cold touch on his skin. But who was he to complain?
Again, at the end of the day, he was always the one in John's arms.
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