Beautiful, Beloved

Chapter 7: Possessiveness

If you love a flower, don't pick it up. Because if you pick it up it dies. Love is not about possession. Love is about appreciation.

Fluke wakes up with the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. He slowly sits up straight and looks at his lover sleeping peacefully next to him. While looking at his beautiful face, he notices red spots on his own thighs. He smiles and traces with his index fingers over the marks. Two big arms wrap around his waist and he can feel something heavy pressing against his back. "Good morning." Ohm greets with a husky voice. Fluke looks behind him and sees Ohm resting his head on his shoulder, with a small smile on his face. "Good morning, Ohm." Fluke bumps his head against his.

Ohm gives him a kiss on his cheek and opens his eyes. "Did you sleep well?" He asked with closed eyes, "I did. We should do this more." Fluke says with a smile. A grin grows on Ohm's face. "What part should we do more?" Fluke blushes and tries to break free from Ohm's hold. Ohm pulls Fluke closer to him and starts nibbling on his ear. His body shivers and collapses against Ohm's chest. Fluke's vision gets blurry and his breathing becomes heavier.

"Does it still hurt?" He hears Ohm whisper in his ears. It's too intense and Fluke can only nod. He can feel the grip around him loosens and Ohm stands up. Fluke looks confused and disappointed at Ohm, because he was expecting more. Ohm looks down at him and he touches Fluke's chin. He's bare chested and only wearing grey sweatpants.

"Let it heal first and then we can do it again, ok?" Fluke blushes and looks down. "Can you stand?" Even though he can still feel it, it's not that painful anymore. But Fluke just wants to be spoiled, so he reaches his arms towards Ohm. The latter sighs in defeat and carries Fluke bridal style back inside.

Fluke is eating his breakfast that Ohm made, when the doorbell rings. Ohm is taking a shower upstairs, so he decides to open the door himself. He can see the gang standing at the entrance, looking shocked at him. "Oh. Hey! Come inside." Fluke notices that they're not moving, when suddenly Cooheart barges in. "You fucking bastard! Where the hell are you? You promised me not to attack him!" He shouts. Fluke doesn't know what's happening and he looks confused at the others. Prem hangs an arm around his neck and whispers in his ears.

"Maybe you should look in the mirror, Fluke." He looks at the wall mirror hanging in the hallway and his face turns red. He notices he's only wearing Ohm's shirt, that's obviously too big for him and exposes his shoulders and legs. But that's not the only thing that makes him blush, his thighs, arms and neck are filled with love marks. Fluke squats down on the floor and hides his face behind his hands. "Oh. You're all here already?" He can hear Ohm coming down the stairs. Fluke peeks at him and Ohm has a playful grin on his face. He did it on purpose.

The others are walking into the living room, when Fluke grabs Ohm's arm. "You knew they were coming this early, right?" Fluke looks in his eyes, a glint passes by. "I just wanted to show them what's mine." Ohm pulls him closer and gives him a deep kiss. Fluke melts in his embrace. In the background they can hear the gang cheering.

In the afternoon they all went back to their houses and Ohm walks together with Fluke to his home. Fluke touches the high collar shirt Cooheart gave him. He's glad Cooheart had one he could borrow, because he's not ready to show these things to his parents, especially when he hasn't told them anything yet.

Upon arriving at his house, Fluke sees his mother coming home with heavy bags. Ohm runs to her and reaches for the bags. "Please let me carry them ma'am." Fluke's mother gives him a smile. "What a gentleman." She looks at Fluke. "So, did you both enjoy the festival?" She asks while petting her son's hair, "We did ma'am." Ohm answers politely. "Ohm, stop calling me ma'am. It feels like I became an old lady," She taps him on his shoulder.