The Cabin | D.M 18+

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TW: Soft & toxic Draco<3

- DRACO -

The darkness seeped, it had to be the early hours of the morn. But the argument we had compensated for an early finish.

Although we were supposed to go as far as we could, seek camp underground or well hidden, the abandoned warehouse would suffice.

My emotions were all over the place. I couldn't help exploding on her like that. She worried me, tremendously. That was the problem. A massive problem.

I hated that she had that woo over me. That deep concerning feeling. It was too much. I couldn't control it. And she saw me lashing out on that mudblood.

She knew that her vulnerability had me in a caring frolick.

Each slash and stab. The way I dug my cleaver in his chest over and over again. Blood stained my clothes and began to crumb through my shirt. The smell of iron filled.

Her soft saddened whimpers crinkled my ears upwards and I frowned at the sound. To ease the ache in my chest, I waltzed over to the broken window frame.

Her cries became distant and inaudible to me. Just faint enough for me to ignore.

Some winds tangled my hair backwards as the night sky became brighter. The stars now become invisible, my emotions evaporating with it.

My thoughts trembled. Why was I letting myself feel this way? The punishment for feeling this way was too much and I wasn't ready to experience it all again.

Not with someone like her.

She wasn't worth it. Or was she?

Belle saved my life. Twice. And I was still an arsehole to her. But then again, I saved hers too. I didn't owe her anything.

If anything, she should be thankful, grateful that I was keeping her alive. That I was willing to sacrifice my share of food to ensure her safety.

Her wellbeing meant nothing to me. Then again, it meant everything. Her survival was vital. As was mine.

Before I knew it, the sun was warming my face.

Closing my eyes to feel the calming burn against my skin - I soaked the rays of sunshine. I hated being outside, but this time, I would allow myself to pinken only a little.

Thoughts travelled, bounced off the walls within my skull. I couldn't string a singular thought and make it make sense. I was all over the place. And it was just all over her.

Her. Her. Her.

I hated her. Yet I wanted to be around her.

More whimpers echoed from behind me and I turned my head to face her. Belle. She was shivering in the corner, fast asleep.

And as I watched her, I focused over her features like I did when she went swimming in the lake. I couldn't help myself. Even if she was fully clothed this time.

Her lack of clothing no longer matters to me somehow.

And even if her eyes were shut, I could see the piercing blueness of them looking straight through me. The way her small quirky smile levelled my tartness.

There was so much I hadn't realized I took in about her. Her small frame. So fragile and dainty. Her gawking lips and how they widened when she saw me kill that filthy animal.