Aleks rolled over, a low groan leaving him as the metal tugged into his wrist. He opened his eyes in the slightest to see that it was still dark out. The time had said 2:35. Aleks tried to yank his arm closer to him and get comfortable but it was met with resistance. A whimper left him as the low light that shined in from the hallway was obstructed. His door had been taken off after he refused to give the phone to Jordan, meaning he was under constant watch. He hadn't been uncuffed in almost three days.
"I can hear you moving all the way down the hallway." Jordan stated, walking into the room. Aleks turned his head away, his other hand grabbing the phone that he had placed on the pillow. Jordan sat on the bed next to Aleks, placing a hand on his back. Aleks shuddered, wiggling onto his side so Jordan's hand fell off.
"Sorry." He said, opening his eyes slightly to see Jordan. Jordan smiled down at him, reaching over and grabbing onto Aleks' hand.
"Please." Aleks begged, although he was so tired. It was so early and he hadn't been able to sleep because of the anxiety of Jordan taking his phone. He could hardly keep his eyes open.
"Aleksandr, just let go." Jordan said. Aleks knew that Jordan would look through his phone. See everything that he and Eddie had texted and all the pictures that he took. He knew that Jordan would probably want to beat him after he read everything.
Jordan watched as Aleks bit his lip, but uncurled his fingers. The piece of black metal and plastic left his grip and Aleks immediately regretted it. Jordan shuffled behind Aleks, uncuffing the smaller man. Aleks pulled his arm towards his body.
"I'll put your door back on-"
"I don't care, anymore." Aleks cut him off, pulling the blanket closer around his shoulders and shutting his eyes again. Jordan sighed, placing his hand back on Aleks. Although this time he ran his fingers through Aleks' hair.
"Leave, please? I don't want you around me." Aleks mumbled. Jordan nodded, despite Aleks not being able to see him and stood up. He left the room and went back into his office, opening the phone as he sat down.
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52 Weeks
FanfictionA strange place leaves a russian confused and disturbed. Why are the walls so white? Why is the bed so crisp and clean? Who is this man trying to calm him down? How did he get here? When can he go home? *KootraHD*