S(l)ave Me

XVI

Happy #SlaveMeThursday!! its a good one with plenty of Ziam. Enjoy!

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"He owns everything." Liam's mouth was stuck open, unsure what to say. Zayn lifted Liam's hand to his lips again and kissed his knuckles. "Liam, are you okay?"

"Why, why didn't you tell me? Why did you-Why would you give me to him?"

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm an actual idiot and I thought I was doing the right thing."

"How? Why couldn't you admit you wanted me?"

Zayn lifted the arm rest between them and scooted closer, so their thighs were pressed together and he could inhale Liam's cologne. "I wasn't your match, Liam."

"But you are!"

Zayn rubbed a thumb across his lips to quiet him. "I'm not. I ran my profile against yours and we didn't match. And you were so distant, I thought the system was right."

"I wanted you."

Zayn shook his head. "I know that now," he admitted sadly. "But then I thought of Marcus, of course I did. He's a good man. Or I thought-" Zayn combed his fingers through his slightly wet hair. "I ran his profile and he fit. You two were perfect."

"But we were perfect," Liam breathed.

Zayn sighed, knowing how much he'd messed up. "I followed the profile. My system, it works. I was sure. And I owed him everything."

"So I was, what, a gift in repayment to him?"

Zayn cupped his hand to Liam's cheek. "It wasn't like that. I just, I was so proud that I'd found your perfect match."

"But I'd already found my perfect match."

Zayn scratched his fingers into Liam's hair. "And I've found mine. But now-We can't do this."

Liam nodded. "Marcus. Owns everything." Zayn slid his hand down Liam's chest to his knee and squeezed. "How'd that happen?"

Zayn shook his head. "Not now. Not here." Zayn pulled him even closer. "We're at the movies. You love the movies."

Liam's smile tipped on his lips. "Is this our first date?"

Zayn leaned in and nosed along Liam's jaw. "Absolutely not. You're not mine."

"Yet," Liam smirked.

Zayn kissed just under his ear. "Yet."

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"I'm not sure," Cordin said into the phone. "It looked like he was walking towards someone but I couldn't see who. Then he just turned around and went inside alone."

"Stay there. Keep an eye on him. Let me know if he leaves."

"Yes, sir."

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By the time the previews finished and the lights dimmed, Liam was blushing and curled under Zayn's arm. Zayn had a hand in Liam's hair and his mouth against Liam's ear. "I like you in this shirt. Fits you well."

Liam's skin was hot and he couldn't keep his hands still. "Your hair is still wet." Liam ran his thumb along Zayn's hairline.

"I showered," he chuckled.

Liam hummed, "Sad I missed that."

Zayn squeezed his hand on Liam's knee. "Wish you were there?"