I hear Gerard sigh before moving toward the side allowing me to see his brother fully. Even though I was not as curious now that I feel so exposed.
"Stand up for him warm one," Gerard says looking towards me. I look up at him and he gives me a reassuring nod.
I take a shakey breath out before standing up. The brother is watching my every move. Once I become straight and vertical I see his eyes flicker from me and towards the man I have been eerily accustomed to.
"That's enough for one night warm one," Gerard says before grabbing my shoulders and massaging them slightly. I feel a jolt of warmth through my muscles. It felt like a heating pad ran through my whole body without warning and melancholy entered my body.
I couldn't say anything about the situation. I just looked between the brothers and gave a slight smile before humming toward the hotter brother who had his arms around my shoulders.
"I will leave you guys to discuss whatever you need to talk about," I say with the euphoria that I was feeling at the moment.
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Once I near the room that I was supposed to enter I start to retrieve the memories of that moment. Embarrassment and anger start to build from my stomach to my heart, to my brain.
How dare he force the moment upon me. He planned that whole interaction in front of his brother, making me become a soft and plush puppet in whatever he played. And I walked right into it like a fool.
"You are a fuck idiot Y/N truly," I hum to myself before entering the room.
I look around at the familiar room and as much as my blood boils; there is something about this room that feels comforting. Nothing like the study that I entered earlier which felt sterile and judgemental.
I brush my hands over the velvet dark wine color deuvet that was on the bed that had floral embedding when I hear a knock on the door.
I immediately know that it is not Gerard, he would have never knocked and asked for entrance.
"Come in," I say as I continue to skim my fingers over the bedding devilishly thinking about what it would have been like if Gerard knocked.
"You know you are not an idiot," I hear a familiar voice say. I swing my head over my shoulder to see Ray leaning in the doorway.
I tilt my head upward nodding that he should shut the door. I see a slight smile creep onto his face; knowing as much as I do that the thick wood wouldn't stop others from hearing our conversation.
"It makes me feel more," I start to say picking at the spilt ends of my hair.
"Normal...I understand," Ray says standing with his back pressed against the door allowing me to make the first move to allow him into the room.
I admire this about Ray, even though he has vampire instincts; he allows the human side to show. And this allows me to make my next move.
"Come sit with me," I say as I sit down on the bed with my back to the headboard and slap the spot next to me.
I see Ray's eyes move toward the tip of my fingertips before making eye contact with me. I give a slight smile assuring that it was ok before I feel a rush of wind.
I blink towards the side of me and see that Ray is there with his feet kicking up and crossed without shoes. I look into his eyes in amazement while he gives me a shy smile.
"Sorry...I can get off," Ray says removing his feet from the bed.
"NO!...p-please..it is nice to have a friend," I say grabbing onto his shoulder for dear life.
Ray looks down towards my hand and then back into my eyes before sighing and nodding that he would stay.
I feel my body relax at the notion that he was staying. I shouldn't feel this way toward vampires.
I shouldn't feel this normal with them. I shouldn't want the comfort from them. And I certainly should not need the comfort of one because of another one that has brooding green eyes.
"Naked truth," Ray says as he leans himself back onto the bed that I am comfortable in.
"Sure," I hum back towards him feeling a slight tingling feeling knowing that the vervain that I had was not working as much.
The weird part that I was feeling at the moment though was the need to know what Gerard was doing.
"I hope that you aren't his match," Ray says looking down at me.
I slightly lift my head from the pillow that I was comfortable in and look up towards him.
I see the pain in his and this makes me nervous as to why he was throwing his friend under the bus.
"Why," I ask simply. As much as I feel the sting to trust him; I am here for the journal.
"Gerard is not like the rest of us, he had many more deamons. But you know his name," Ray says before the door swings open.
I lift my whole body up towards the door and feel the electric shock flow through me before I even know that it is Gerard.
"Ray...come," Gerard says like an owner does toward a dog. I look up towards Ray who gives me an apologetic smile and leaves the bed; taking his undead warmth with him.
It was a warmth that felt like a human. Making the goosebumps rise onto my skin. I gasp slightly under my breath hoping that either one of them doesn't hear them.
I see Ray at Gerard's side while Gerad gives me an intense stare.
I am unsure what the stare means; his facial expression means little in the grand scheme is what I gathered.
His gaze however at this moment, made me clench the fabric I had near my chest upwards covering more of my exposed skin.
"Goodnight warm one," He says as the door starts to close before I hear a creak making my heart stutter.
"And just so you know...I could have taken you...in that bed...and you would have thought it was a dream," He says with the slightest incline of the right side of his mouth.
I gasp and look towards it before making eye contact with his. He doesn't make a move though; he watches every movement of my erotic chest as I try to not let his words affect me.
"Just remember that before you assume that every motive I have is to get into your pants. Because I can assure you if I couldn't control myself. It would have already been done," Gerard says before a full smirk appears across his face, "meaning that you have something that I need.l I will stop and at nothing to get what I want. Even if it takes your attraction."
I hear a gasp exhale from my mouth before I can even process what he says. Who are you Gerard?
A/N: XOX from afar.
