Silent Love// Wilbur X reader

Early Red CHAPTER 5

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Early Red
CHAPTER 5
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The water was eventually turning cold. I hadn’t even washed my hair but I didn’t really care all that much, as long as I was with her. I pulled away so I could look at her now. “You should dry yourself off, go rest on the couch and I'll be there in a little bit, I’ve got to actually wash my hair” I laughed. she had a small smile emerge. “Don’t be long,” She said quietly, she held herself up on her tip toes and kissed my neck. I grinned at her affection as she pulled her arms out from around me to exit the shower. I took the cold wet glass within and pushed the door open. The freezing cold air rushed in. She tried to hide her shivers as she stepped out, both watching each other as I closed the shower door leaving us parted. Quickly, I looked around for my shampoo, desperately wanting to be back in her company. I rapidly scrubbed and washed my hair, rinsing the soapy water out as it dripped down my body. I looked up at the shower head, closing my eyes and feeling the cold water flow past my face. I couldn’t get her off my mind, just the look of her body in the shower, I felt my muscles suddenly stiffen. I peered down at the arising issue. “Wonderful” I muttered, if I stayed in here any longer to resolve the problem she’d be suspicious of me. The water was freezing at this point. I reached for the shower tap and turned off the water. Kit had dried off and had left the washroom now. The only sound I was able to hear was the echoing water that dripped from my hair. This time, when I opened the shower door the cold air didn’t bother me as I was now accustomed to the cold. I took a look at my wrists, trying to ignore my lust that was growing larger with each minute. I gazed at the clothes I had brought into the washroom, I had grabbed black sweatpants and a dark sweater. I didn’t exactly want to put the sweater straight on my skin, as I had forgotten a t-shirt due to my nervous rushing. At this point I figured I'd tease the girl. I pulled my boxers back on and the sweatpants, holding my clothes from earlier in my arms. I looked at myself in the mirror as I slipped my glasses on my face. I tried to tell if there was a noticeable bulge in my pants, wanting to save myself from a bit of embarrassment. I opened the door and walked out of the humid room, Kit was sitting on the couch scrolling through her phone, I stopped in the hallway watching her. She put her phone down looking back at me, not exchanging words. I needed her. I felt stuck, what was going to happen if I didn't act on something? “Fuck it” I told myself. I dropped my clothes on the floor in our room as I quickly walked over to the couch where Kit sat. Confused, she sat up as I made my way over. It was only lust that controlled my body in these moments. Once I was close enough I swiftly leaned down and pushed myself onto her lips. In due course her hands both relaxed on the sides of my face, as she vigorously moved her lips with mine. one of her hands began moving, brushing past my neck and lying dormant on my chest.
she lightly tugged at my hair with her opposite hand. “Get up… we’re going to the other room” I said between kisses. She stood up, yet still kept our lips locked. After a minute or so we finally pulled away to breathe. I gently took hold of her arm leading her to our bedroom. Once we had entered I shut the door, grabbing her face again. her lips tasted so good, I couldn’t get enough of it. After some time we ended up on the bed, I sat looming over her as we continued the contact. Her lips were softer than anything I've ever
known, soft like a first snowfall, like biting into
candy floss, like melting and floating and
being weightless in water. It's sweet, it's so effortlessly sweet. “I'm glad we’re doing this again,” Kit says breathlessly. I smirked down at her. "Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you?" I spoke mockingly. “Maybe you do” she continued to kiss my neck. "Can I touch you?" I asked gently. She lowered herself down again. softly she nodded, with a smile on her face.
The apartment was silent, other than the two of us desperately trying to catch our breath. It was around 3 now and we were lying side by side in the quiet. “Fucking hell…” she whispered between pants. “Your height definitely isn’t compensating for anything...” she laughed quietly. The compliment had taken me by surprise, almost immediately giving me a confidence boost. I exhaled, allowing my head to roll over to look at her, seeing as she did the same. “How are you feeling..?” she asked at a slow pace. I tried to think of a word that would even come close to describing how good I felt with her. “Euphoric…” I confessed, followed by my soft laugh. She smiled, her eyes slowly scanning, stopping at my neck. “Shit” she examined my upper neck. “I might have left a few marks” she admitted as her thumb brushed up on a few patches of skin on my neck, with quite affable movements. “You're so gentle,” I pointed out, making myself quite vulnerable. I was so caught up and lovesick with this girl. She was so confusing yet confident, and so elegant… strong and beautiful. And I wanted to tell her those things without stuttering and stammering. “No one’s ever said that” she froze a little. “Someone has now” I felt my cheeks flush pink as she took in my words. “You're a flustering man, Soot” her voice was slow and tired. I made eye contact with her again, and could stare at her for hours. She looked a little distraught. “I'm afraid of tomorrow” Kit muttered, she didn’t look away this time and I felt like I was truly gaining her trust and faith. I softly blew my hair out of my face as I thought of a way to respond. “What exactly are you afraid of?” I asked her, trying with all my might not to get too distracted by her eyes, I was fearful that maybe, just maybe. if I watched for too long, I’d fall in and drown. Kit sighed solemnly. “Just because someone seems un-bothered by something, doesn’t mean they don’t find it bothersome” she looked so confused and scared. “You're very strong for doing this you know” I let my hand lie lightly on her cheek. “Thank you… I think you’ve held up pretty good as well” she laced her fingers with the hand that sat on her cheek. There was a long silence, not piercing, but peaceful. “What's the plan for this whole thing in the first place?” I asked her quietly. She held back her answer in hesitation. I didn’t push her on, I waited for her. There was a second pause while she thought. “We get it done tomorrow, that way we have an extra day to sort things out before my brother is released” I listened carefully to her statement, not wanting her to feel ignored. “I understand you're not used to this, and you don’t want to come along tomorrow but…” she stopped. “But?” I was on edge, anticipating her words. Her eyes took a break to watch mine before she continued once more. “I don’t think I can do it if you're not there with me,” she stammered a whisper.
I awakened to the dark bedroom. No specific sound had brought me out of my sleep, I guess my body felt recharged enough. Kit was nuzzled on my chest again, softly breathing in and out. I felt her heartbeat, slowly I smiled. I glanced at the time, it was 4:19am a reasonable time for me to wake up, considering the two of us had drifted to sleep around 5:30pm. The pretty woman beside me had her leg up and rested on my waist. I let my head hit the pillow again, sighing. I pondered the situation we had landed ourselves in. What are my feelings for this girl? Does she feel the same? Does she think I'm using her? How much do we really like each other?  Do we love each other? I tried to shake the thoughts from my head. I was thirsty, and there was no way I would be able to sit here in silence for hours. but then again I didn’t want to wake Kit. I decided to finally let myself sit up as slowly as humanly possible. I took the blanket off of myself, still leaving it to cover Kit. Gently I scooped my hand under her leg and pushed it to the side at a slow pace. I eventually was able to sit up and out of bed, leaving her to peacefully sleep alone. I leaned down steadily, placing my lips slowly on her forehead. After a second or so I pulled away, adjusting the blanket to cover her comfortably. I looked at her for a significant amount of time. admiring her beauty even while she slept. alright Will stop being creepy… I told myself, finally stepping out of the room. I walked into the kitchen pouring myself some orange juice.
I leaned against the counter, tipping back the glass as the liquid rushed past my throat. The tangy sweetness was quite refreshing at this time in the morning. I drank all of the juice in one swallow, and the taste was already setting on my tongue. “Fuck” I muttered, noticing that my wrists had become a lot more inflamed, I didn’t even want to look at my ankles, knowing damn well that they were worse. I heard the floorboards creak near the bedroom door, in a nervous panic my eyes flashed to the doorway. Standing tiredly watching me was Kit. “I didn’t mean to wake you...” I spoke in a consolidated hush tone. She didn’t seem bothered by the fact I had woken her. “baby, come back to bed” She breathed, rubbing her eyes. I enjoyed the name “I can't sleep, but you should really rest” I tried to urge her back to sleep. “I can’t sleep either” She mumbled, walking over to me. She leaned back onto the counter beside myself. “Why would you want me to come back then?” I asked her, now staring at the dark floor, the only light illuminating the scene was a few brightly colored buttons that beamed from an array of appliances. “I figured I’d sleep better with you there” My face was rising in temperature at her statement. I nervously Itched my neck. “Well if neither of us can sleep, what should we do?” Kit froze. “Well… I guess we could rip off the bandage” She sighed. “This early? Are you crazy?” My voice was still quite tired. “Yes, I am,” she admitted, smiling up towards me. “I'll get dressed,” I murmured.
Me and kit both made our way Back to the bedroom, finding what would be considered decent clothes to wear outside at 4 in the morning. I was trying my very best to push down
the nervous fear that was rapidly growing deep down inside of me. I was almost sick at the thought of what was probably going through Kits mind, then again I was unaware of her familiarity with this sort of thing. I didn’t want her to be scared, it cut me quite deep knowing the guilt she’d carry afterwards. I knew she was already quite Scared to begin with. It was now I realized Kit was rummaging for a sweater in my closet. I smiled weakly as I put on my pants and a shirt. Kit stood Patiently in front of me waiting for me to finish dressing myself. Once I had Buckled My belt I looked up to meet her eyes. She was wearing a dark teal pullover of mine, and she looked better in it than I ever would. “Ready?" asked her, barely getting my words out. Kit Pushed herself up and Pecked my lips. “I hope” she sighed. “Hey, I like the sweater” I smirked lightly tugging on her sleeve. Kit grabbed the gun off of the counter and shoved it into the pocket of her jacket, and just like that we left the apartment, departing for the train. The hallway of the complex was cold, and eerily quiet. I struggled to get my coat on as we walked down the hallway, the lights were flickering quite harshly, changing from before. Our elevator ride consisted of a long winded silence, only being broken by the snapping clicks of the machinery.
We took a seat in the same place on the empty tube, exactly where we had sat with each other the night we met. Kit adjusted herself beside me. I stared blankly ahead of me, I was beginning to feel numb. Kit finally slowed down, allowing herself to rest, yet impatiently. The train began to move, the speeding whistle echoing only to our ears, we were alone. “Who's the target?” I ask, realizing I hadn’t even known who this is. “A man by the name of Alexis Maldonado, I think he’s a dealer, I was told that he’s been getting in the way of some of their business and they put us on the job” her voice was low and tired. “My insides are spinning,” She added with a sigh. “What's got you so nervous about this anyways? I understand you're allowed to be, but I figured you were quite used to this stuff…” Kit began glancing around the tube taking in the small details. “It's not that I haven’t shot someone in the past, but I've never purposely gone out to kill someone, especially someone with a wife and kids” she watched the floor. My mind shot to the man’s children, having to wake up without a father definitely doesn’t sound ideal. The thought of the poor woman waking to the news of her husband being gone sounded like hell. I don’t know what I would do if I woke up with Kit gone. Fuck now your classifying her as your wife… I wanted to hit myself for being such an idiot. But what would she think if I just slapped myself? I felt something cold against my hand as a Kit slipped her hand into mine, intertwining our fingers. I was quite nervous at the affection at first but I eventually adjusted, holding her hand tightly enough to help her feel somewhat warmer. “I'll do my best to help you.” I looked down at her. She had a small smile across her face, her lightly freckled cheeks glowing a pale red. “Thank you, Soot…” She whispered, her hand tightening. She leaned her head on my shoulder, still looking down at her. I watched as her eyes slowly closed. “Try not to fall asleep” I told her, scoffing. “Mmh…” she hummed, not wanting to waste any energy. I relaxed my head down on hers. Her hair smelled nice, like vanilla. I felt like such a creep but that was the truth, she was so pleasing in so many ways. I wanted to find a way to help her brother without having her put through this, but I had looked at it in too many perspectives to count. This was the only way. I wanted to go back to the apartment, lie there with her, hold her, caress her short hair, yet here we were. Almost 5 in the morning and on our way to murder someone. I hated that word. Murder. Neither of us had that intention, it wasn’t to harm, hurt or cause suffering, it was for the sole purpose that we were stuck, nowhere to run or hide, we needed to complete this to move to the next level. Kits hand was beginning to warm up, clasped lovingly in mine, They fit well together. I brushed my thumb past her knuckles, drawing small circles. I felt like flying, but on the other hand I felt like going back to sleep, But I knew the second I tried I wouldn’t be capable of it. The train began to slow to its stop, the short lived whistle returning. I was beginning to hope that once we stood up, her hand would still sit in mine. “C’mon…” I urged her as we both tiredly stood up, she didn’t retract her hand though, she left it within the safety of my own. We stepped off of the train and back into the world, feeling as the sharp cold breeze met our faces, surprisingly it wasn't raining as hard as it had been usually, there were only specks of rain that floated from above. At least from what we could see. Kit felt around the inside of her jacket with her free hand and I already understood what she was doing. We began up the steep dark stairs, barely lit by the dim light of the subway. Once we reached the top the outside world was dark, so dark. The silence felt so loud as it was often interrupted by a single car that would pass by. I tightened my grip on her hand a little as we began to make our way down the wet pathway, we were in a similar area to yesterday. As we walked I stared aimlessly at my feet, fearing the second we’d arrive at our location. I wasn’t sure if I was able to apply the same support that I had given Kit earlier to myself, it was harder to believe my own words. and out of nowhere almost like she knew exactly what had crossed my mind, Kit began to speak. “It'll be over and done with soon, then we can go home…” she said shortly, her voice quieted with our surroundings. She cared, and for a second my mind was quite baffled that someone cared. I wanted to tell her how I felt, how I wanted to act with her. We were already quite open in the first place. But I needed her, it wasn’t a want, it’s a need. I pushed my glasses up with my free hand, blowing my hair up and out of my eyes. I heard the sound of water release from under my Black leather shoes at the ground. My heart was beating faster than it ever had before, I felt like my heart might just jump out of my throat if it wasn’t already. Kit looked up and slowed her pace. I quickly noticed the imbalance and turned to look at her. The moon reflected in her eyes and bright pinks shot in the shadows of her features. Our hands continued to tie us together. Kit sat watching the house ahead of us “This is it, isn’t it?” It was more of a statement rather than a question. I knew we’d have to let go of each other sooner or later. “All right, here’s your job, you’re going to stand outside that’s all, you’re the lookout” She said firmly. I knew her departure was close but I couldn’t let go. “Be safe, Kit” I whispered. She smiled. “Promise” she spoke in return. She made her way to the steps of the home. Kit glanced back as our two hands returned to our sides she spun back around gently turning the handle to the door. I tried not to break as she took a deep breath and walked inside. Walking eyes with me as she closed the door. I was alone now. I sighed, sitting myself down on the concrete steps. I could almost sleep on this concrete. We were definitely in a lesser known part of the city, as there was almost nobody around. The street was dead silent. The only distant sounds were the stray raindrops. It was so dark outside, the only lights guiding the pathways of the forgotten piece of city were the array of neon signs, they were so magical, bright and comfortable. I looked up and admired the moon. I was reminded of that same reflection in her eyes, her beautiful eyes. I wish I could remember them, I wish I could picture them, that way I could watch them for hours. All I could tell myself was that I knew they were beautiful, and that was the truth. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. Curious, I took it out only to see a text from kit, “wife and kids aren’t home” the message read, within all this bullshit that was somewhat good news. I quickly wrote back to her. “Be careful” I shut my phone off staring up at the sky. My attention was quickly grabbed by a shrill scream, coming from the man in the house. My breathing hitched and I froze. The man’s scream was almost immediately silenced as it followed the loud echoing shot of the gun. I flinched and closed my eyes, my stomach rapidly sank in seconds. I stood up, turning around to stare coldly at the door. Was he dead? I thought to myself. Within the home I heard distant tumbling. “SOOT! “ Kit yelled. Fuck… I jumped for the door handle, pushing the door open. The house was dark, I couldn’t see Kit anywhere but I could hear the sound of her and another person struggling. Seconds later, two people came bursting through one of the hallway doors. Slamming against the wall. I jumped at the sudden movements ahead of me. There was a short man with black hair holding a small knife close to Kits throat as he restrained her against the wall. Too close. How can I get him off her without the knife virtually slicing her throat? Kit watched me in absolute desperation as she fought to break free. She looked so scared. I quickly stood behind the man. Here we go… I grabbed the man’s arm that held the knife against the girl's throat and pulled it back harshly, freeing her. “Move!” I called, as I kicked Kit to the side knowing the brute force he’d imply once he would get his arm out of my grasp. He turned to me now. His face was lightly speckled and he was fuming with anger. I glanced down, the man’s leg had been shot. She missed… While I was distracted he shook from my grip and pounced at me. I felt a tearing sting in my arm, like salt on an open wound. “Fuck!” I yelled, grabbing my upper arm “Kit!” I called for her and vulnerability. I was forcibly pinned to the ground as my head hit the floor. My brain felt like it was pounding, and I felt incredibly dizzy. Time ticked slowly as I watched the man’s arm raise, the knife seconds from plunging into my chest, killing me. Suddenly he was kicked off of me and the familiar loud gunshot tore the situation apart. I blinked and continued to tightly grip my arm. Above me was Kit with the gun at her side. She tossed it to the floor falling at her knees beside me. I winced, shutting my eyes, trying to grab at my arm harder. Kit watched over me, her hands holding the side of my face. “Are you okay?!” She asked frantically. Her eyes wide with fear, she slowly shook my head. Her thumbs rested on my cheeks and her palms behind my ears. I opened my eyes to look at her face, she was heavenly, everything about her was beautiful. “Let go of your arm…” she spoke softly. I looked over as I let loose of my grip, but I was too scared to pull my hand off. I could feel my blood seeping through my fingers. Kit slowly grabbed my wrist, pulling my hand away. I sharply breathed through my teeth, clasping my eyes shut as the cold air hit the open stab wound. “It’s not too bad, hold still for me” she stood up, jogging over to another room. I heard her rummaging through a few of the things in the room. What in the world is she doing? I thought. My arm felt so hot, I felt like I would pass out. Kit returned with a shirt she had taken from one of the bedroom closets. “I need you to breathe while I do this” she instructed. I nodded in return, wanting to do whatever it took to make this awful feeling leave. Kit slowly fed the shirt under my arm. “Stop! Stop! Stop!” I cried repeatedly, grabbing her arm with my free hand. “Sorry…” she spoke, her eyes finding mine. “Just go a little slower '' I sighed in exasperation. Kit started moving the cloth further up and around my shoulder. “Alright now I need you to really try to breathe now” She prepared me. “3, 2, 1…” she pulled the shirt tight, tying it above where I was stabbed. “FUCK!” I bared my teeth pushing my head against the floor, feeling my glasses flip up a little. “Breathe” Kit repeated as she spun and tied the knot and pulled the knot to a tight close. I closed my eyes, feeling a little bit of relief pass over me. “We've got to stop and get you gauze and go home” she sat up from her knees, “Sorry for kicking you…” I said weakly, genuinely sorry for potentially hurting her. She paused for a very short period of time before replying “Don’t you dare apologize you saved my life…” I paused for a moment. “And you saved mine…” we had both saved each other on multiple occasions. After an awkward but beautiful silence Kit spoke. “Now give me your hand” She outstretched her arm towards me. I reached up and took her hand. Finally, after a moment of stumbling, I was able to get up on my own two feet. We stood there for a second catching our breath, I watched her below me. “Thank you…” Her hand brushed the side of my face. “Of course” She rubbed her thumb on my cheek. “How quickly can we get these things and go?” I asked, peering at the door. “15 minutes at the most” She brought her hand down. “We need to go now,” She replied. We both looked back at the man on the floor. each of us took a deep breath before going for the door. Kit turned the deadbolt as we both went outside. I turned back as I clutched my arm, watching her shut the door. “How's your arm doing?” she asked me as we stepped down onto the concrete steps. “aching, please let’s get these things and go, I can’t afford to pass out right now” I scoffed watching the ground as we made our way down the street. “There’s a pharmacy nearby, just stay calm”
It was 6:56am. Kit pushed the pharmacy door open for me, my arm continued to bleed and my whole hand was stained dark red. “W- Soot your hand!” she said in a hush tone lightly brushing her fingers against my red sticky hand. “Nevermind that, now let’s get this shit” I hurried her. “Alright, follow me” she said quickly, walking swiftly down the brightly lit aisles. I tried my best to keep up with her. Her wavy black hair bounced at her shoulders with every step she took. She was so perfect, she had her own way with things. Kits eyes scanned the shelves as she eventually stopped to read the products. The bright white fluorescent lights almost burned straight through my skull. The constant buzz of the lights wouldn’t stop ringing in my head. I had lost too much blood already, not enough to imply an issue though. I hope. Kit grabbed a box of bandages flipping it around to read the back. “Let’s just buy it and go…” I tried harder, wanting to get home as soon as I could. “I'm sorry but you're gonna have to deal with it just a little longer” she muttered, not taking her eyes off the small print on the back of her box. “alright..” she whispered, dropping her arms to her side as she continued to the next aisle. I could barely feel my arm at this point, it hung lifelessly from my side, I was too afraid to try and move it. We began down another aisle as Kit effortlessly reached to her side and grabbed another box off the shelf as she walked. I only got a short glance and still couldn’t tell what the small box was. “shit…” she mumbled. “what?” I asked “I can’t find something…” she replied quickly. “go to the front desk then” I suggested as we walked down the cold shined floors. When we finally reached the woman at the front, Kit ran up to her. “Excuse me ma’am, do you happen to know where the suture thread and needles are?” she asked politely. The woman turned her head up to look at Kit. She had a short silver bob cut and smile wrinkles, she looked to be in her 60s. “aisle 7, dear” she smiled warmly at her, until she peered over to me, quickly losing her smile as she saw my arm. I nodded at her in thanks and turned around with Kit as we continued to the directed aisle. “Here we go...” she jogged up and took hold of a small sheet of cardboard with thick thread spun under the covering plastic. I watched over her shoulder trying to get a better look at the unidentified box in her other hand. “What's the other box?” I asked. without an exchange of  words she held the box up to me. printed over the cardboard was the words Latex Condoms. I scoffed with a smirk over my face. “What size are those? I doubt they’d even fit” I bragged, still with a grin over my face. “I wouldn’t be so sure of that” she held up the box again. “large” I laughed softly at her. “You have quite the accurate perception don’t you?” She smiled at me as she took a package of needles and gauze from the shelf. “Alright… I think that’s everything” She turned to look at me, and for a moment I didn’t feel the sting that was rising through my arm, or the pounding headache that rattled my brain. I wasn’t exactly sure what it was actually. But I just knew that in the second I wanted to do everything with her. I never once wanted to leave her company, not even for a second. With the beauty she held and grace she possessed I just couldn’t get enough of her. “I-” I began, wanting to say something. her face contorted a little as she looked confused. “Thank you” I said quietly, of course I was thankful, but that’s not what I wanted to say. I wanted to tell her about her eyes, depicting what I saw. I wanted her to see the oceans that I wished to swim in every single day. I would give up my whole life, just to feel her, touch her, embrace her. “Of course,” she smiled.
Kit plunged her hand into my jean pocket and pulled out my key for the apartment door. “Alright we’re almost there and then you can sit” she tried comforting me, but I don’t think I could keep my mind off of the pain that was becoming more excruciating the longer we waited. I felt my legs getting light and my vision was beginning to feel foggy. Stop it Will! you're almost inside. My mouth was dry, and I hadn’t eaten today. Kit rummaged with the keys until they twisted in the lock. She pulled them out and let the door fly open. no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t bring myself to be stronger. I could barely see, things were fading away. Where did my legs go? I thought. Am I floating? I couldn’t feel my arm anymore. I had a short moment of blissfulness. “Soot..?” Kit asked, quickly trying to hold me up by my arm and chest. “Don’t fall asleep on me Soot” she said worriedly. at least that’s what I think she said. her voice continued in my head, the notes bouncing off the walls in my thoughts, echoing. Slowly, I closed my eyes. I felt something pull at my chest, It was like I was being lifted by someone. Kit obviously can’t lift me, so who was? Where are they bringing me? What's happening to me? even my thoughts were muting themselves. I felt my body collapse onto the floor, but only realized the impact just a little. I couldn’t feel much at all, only a cold tingling