Two alphas competing ruthlessly against each other will face a fall down as a result of one's deeds. Will it change their lives for the better or for worst?
Jared stays in the car watching Jensen from the distance as he places the bouquets he had bought on the way after picking the weeds from each grave. Jared waits as he sees Jensen kneel between the graves for a long time and then moves towards the tombstone of his dad to dig for something. Jared is not able to hear anything from the distance, but he can make out that Jensen is talking to his parents. Almost an hour later when Jensen curls around himself and starts to rock in sobs, Jared gets out of the car to walk towards Jensen to console him.
(Jared's POV)
I notice Jensen sitting down and pull his knees into himself making himself small like the way he sat on my terrace that night when he saw the copter. When his body starts to rock with loud sobs which I hear this far, I get out of the car and run to him. Reaching him I fall on my knees in front of him to take his face in my palm. His face has gone pale as tears streak down his cheeks while some blood start to fall from his nose. It breaks my heart to see him so defeated as his eyes continue to stare at me filled with sadness and despair. To prevent him from passing out like the last time, I pull him up to stand with me and walk him towards my car where I make him sit on the bonnet of the car. I pull out my sweatshirt I had left in my back seat with a bottle of water, tissues, and cookies box I had packed as a snack.
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Walking back to Jensen, I stand between his legs as I wipe out the blood from his nose and tilt his face upwards as I dry his cheeks from the flowing tears. I put the sweatshirt over his head and tell him to pass his hands into the holes when I notice him holding a chain in his hands without the ring. Concluding that he might have left the ring in the grave, I open the bottle and give it to him to drink. When he caps the bottle, I pass him the box of cookies to increase his sugar levels as he is still pale.
When I start to move away from him, he pulls me with his hands over my shoulders and embraces me as he continues to silently cry in my hands. I pull him closer with my hands around his waist as I hold him tightly supporting him to let out his sorrows. Having him in my arms in such a depressed state hurts me like my heart is being crushed.
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He does not know the influence he has on me and I would like it to stay that way. When he seems to quiet down, I pass him some tissues to clean his face while I stand supporting him sit on the hood of the car. Seeing his neck empty without the chain, I remember the chain that I bought left in my pocket. Digging it out of my jeans, I give it to Jensen.
