Trapped

Chapter 9

~Y/N POV~

According to my tally chart Haneul and I have been here for three weeks.

Sitting in here and rotting.

That is if we're not having sex or sleeping.

The food still sucks but at least Hanuel and I have gotten a lot closer. I guess that's what happens when you share this type of experience with someone.

Although lately I've been developing feelings for this man I share a cell with. Of course when I first saw him I knew he was attractive and drop dead gorgeous but now....I think I'm falling in love with the man.

It's only been a short time but lately every time I look at him. My heart flutters in my chest along with the butterflies in my stomach. Especially when he smiles. It's not often but damn I love his smile. If only I had a camera I would definitely take a picture to stare at all day.

Hanuel was sleeping right now, curled up against my upper left thigh as I'm sitting up right against the brick wall. I'm facing the door and on look out for the trays to come through the hatch. It should be soon but as I'm waiting and Hanuel is sleeping soundly curled against my leg and hugging it like his own teddy, I decided I'd play with his black hair.

Even in the weeks we've been here and not able to wash it properly he still has a good head of hair on him. It makes me smile as I feel his soft hair between my fingers and what's even better is the way he softly sighs at my touch even in his sleep.

This right now is peaceful. It just feels right even in the knowing of what can come at any moment from beyond the doors.

Although I can't help but think if I was out there, back home. I would never of ended up this close to a guy like Hanuel. Never. I've been with guys before. Only two. But they are nothing compared to Hanuel in more ways than one. Hanuel is handsome. He's funny. Even if he has this badboy image about him with his tattoos and the 'I don't give a fuck' attitude. Hanuel can be a very soft and gentle soul. I've leanred that about him.

I've noticed the way he lights up when he speaks about his mom. They way he smiles and his eyes twinkle as he thinks about her. I can tell he's close and loves his mom dearly. It makes sense after learning more about her through him.

I also have a strong feeling that with him being in here with me, he is showing me a part of himself he doesn't show anyone. Well apart from his mom. I'm sure I'm the same and I show him a part of me I have never shown anyone too.

I hope that if and when we ever get out of here Hanuel and I don't disappear from each others lives. Hes expressed the same thing to be before many times. That man keeps promising me he'll get the both of us out of here and I appreciate that. But I make it clear I would not be leaving here without him when he's mentioned he would be more than happy to have me only leave if it came to that.

God I hope it doesn't.

Hanuel makes me so happy even being in this cell. As long as he is with me, I feel safe, protected and in a way safe. I don't forget how he's tried to fight for me twice.

A sudden low groan comes from Hanuel beside me and he shifts on his side and kisses my bare leg. I chuckled and smoothed my thumb over his cheek just as he opened his eyes. Blinking slowly.

"Wakey wakey sleepy head."

Hanuel chuckles and pushes himself up using both of his hands and ruffles his fingers through his hair. It appears he may need a hair cut. His hair is starting to get long.

"I would ask the time but it's no use." Hanuel

I snickered and then pointed to the tally marks behind me.

"Nope. Only this tells us of the days if I keep it up and don't lose track."

For a brief moment he shuts his eyes but nods as he laughs lightly.

"True." Hanuel

He then leans in for a kiss before standing up and heading towards the bathroom. That's when I took the opputrinty to appreciate his ass. It's disappointing he's wearing his boxer shorts but I'm still going to look.

Hanuel disappears into the bathroom and I sigh with a smile on my face. Leaning against the brick wall but my eye never leaving the open doorway that leads the bathroom.

I like him so much. I'm getting butterflies just thinking about him.

God I'm screwed. Falling for you fellow kidnappee.

When he strolls back into the main cell space, scratching at the back of his head I quickly turned my head to face away from him. It's just so he wouldnt suspect I had my sights lingering on the doorway when he was in the bathroom.

Hanuel sat down beside me, taking my hand in his but kept to my lap so the back of his hand was pressed against my lap. Hanuel places his chin on my shoulder and kisses me on the cheek but doesn't move away.

"Are you okay? You seem tense?" Hanuel

For some reason I blushed. I don't know why I blushed but I did. We've already had sex. He's seen me naked and I've see him naked. Hell he's even been inside me and I'm acting like a school girl blushing on their first crush.

"Im fine."

He hums but moves his head off my shoudller to lean forward enough to meet my eyes that were previously on the door.

"Are you sure? You don't seem like yourself." Hanuel

"I'm okay. Seriously."

I held his gaze but his soft eyes were more of concern that intensified after I spoke. Fuck. He doesn't believe me.

"Seriously? You know I don't believe you. There's something wrong with you. Is it something I've done? Have I upset you somehow?" Hanuel

There was a seer flash of fear on his face but I sat up and took his other hand so I had both of his hand sin mine and made sure to look him dead in the eyes.

"God no. You've done nothing wrong. It's just...just....."

I paused trying to find the right way to say it or if I should tell him at all. But Hanuel tugs on my hands, as if begging me to say something. Just anything.

"Just what?" Hanuel

It appears since Hanuel first cried in my arms he can be more sensitive to a lot of things and I admire that about it. It's not often you find a man that's willing to express how he feels.

"It's just me. I'm the problem. Since coming here and meeting you. Getting to know you. I've come to realise that I'm developing feelings towards you and it's scaring me because I've never felt that way about anyone before. You make my heart pounding in my chest and butterflies in my stomach. It's overwhelming and then I have this fear over what's going to happen to us. I just don't know what I'll do if something happens to yo-"

My rambling was cut off my a pair of lips smashing upon mine. I didn't expect it but somehow as always my body responds to him straight away at the slightest touch. I kiss him back instantly and hook my arms around his neck to pull him closer.

I felt him smile against my lips before we parted. Panting breathlessly as each time we kiss it always knocks the air out of the both of us because time stops and nothing else matters.

"You have no idea how relieved I am to hear you say that. I feel the same way." Hanuel

To hear him say that lifted a heavy weight on me and I felt suddenly light. I laughed breathlessly still, cupping his cheeks to press a light kiss to his lips.

"I've felt connected to you the moment I saw you and there's no way I'm letting you go. When we get out of here. We'll make a life together. I can promise you that." Hanuel

And I believe him. I believe every word he says.