A Vulnerable Mess. Boyxboy

ten - even though

' Why is his scent so intoxicating? Why do I feel safe around him? Why do I feel incomplete without him?'

Those questions filled my thoughts, slowly confusing and worrying me.

"What's your name ?" Damien intrupped my thoughts and I snapped out of the trance I was in. We were in a huge dining room sitting next from each other.

"Andrea. " I answered. I'd become so consumed with him that I forget it's only been a day since we really met.

" Andrea. Andrea. Angel." He said testing out my name.
I blushed at the nickname and he smirked.

" Angel, My brother coming to eat with us. I want him to meet you." He said and my heart fluttered at the thought. Already meeting family members I thought shut it it probably isn't even like that. I scolded myself.

"Ok." I muttered.

" Right now, I mean he kind of lives with me." I nodded and began to eat the eggs in front of me.

A few moments later someone came into the room and I held my breath. He was the splitting imagine of Damien. The same brown hair and mesmerizing gaze. The only difference being he had long hair and blue eyes. A girl quietly followed him and I quickly caught a glimpse of her collar. A BDSM collar.

The girl smiled at me and the splitting image of Damien ingored me. He had the same dominating and intimidating eyes.

The pair made me feel nervous.

" Master may I sit down?" The girl questioned.
"Sure." The guy answered and then he galnced at me. I froze and my heart dropped.

I should've asked Damien for permission before sitting down. I thought to myself. We weren't in a M/s relationship, but I still felt guilty. There was this heavy feeling in my heart.

I knew I hadn't done anything wrong but I still couldn't help it.

I felt the anxiety creep on me and Damien's scent didn't do much to calm me down. I gulped the egg down and felt myself get small.

I looked at him and took deep breath to calm myself down, but my breaths only became sharp. Damien must have noticed because he started to stare at me.

' What's wrong.' He mind-linked me.

I closed my eyes and took deep breaths hoping it would work. Damien took me by the arms and pulled me into his lap. My eeys started to sting and I buried my face in his chest. I was surrounded by his scent and I felt myself calm down.

"What's wrong?"She asked and I heard the sadness in her voice. I felt shitty for making her worry.

I felt the tears out. Fuck how pathetic can I get ? I was angry at myself for disappointing him. He didn't deserve that.

" Shh, it's ok." He comforted me. When he said that I couldn't help but sob even harder. How did I manage to get so lucky with him?