His tiny hostage [G/T]

IV - Trust

"We don't want to go, Big Brother!" Koa and Ezra cried out. They were supposed to go to the school for maturing royalty.

"Why not?" Otis asked.

"Because we hate it, Big Brother!" Ezra snapped back.

"But isn't that girl you like there? What's her name... uh..." Otis rubbed his chin, thinking. "Oh, it's Selene, I think, from Asgardia. She's there."

"I don't like Princess Selene!" Ezra began waving his hands around, his cheeks turning red. "I just think she's cool."

"Well, go on to your cool little princess then."

"I can't talk to her; she's too cool. She keeps talking about her brothers girlfriend cause she recently got found," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. Otis slapped the back of his head softly.

"What did you do that for?" Ezra exclaimed.

"It's for confidence. Now leave." Otis pushed all three of them out and into the awaiting carriage. They all got on and waved at him. He waved back as they left. That's when he remembered the human. She was all alone, which wasn't good. He didn't care about her loneliness, but if she escaped, it would be a problem.

Otis sped up to his brothers' room, looking around for a while, trying to find her. He was about to check her cell when he heard a scream. He looked around and moved his foot to see her cowering beneath it. Did he almost step on her? He crouched down and reached for her, but she screamed and ran. He tried to pinch her waist, but she ducked and ran again. Why was she running now?

She crouched and went under a bed. Was she scared of him again? His hand was too big to reach her, so he did the most reasonable thing. It wasn't talking her out with sweet words; he was a giant and had no time for such things. He lifted the bed over his head with one hand. The paleness of her face showed she was scared half to death. She shrieked and ran again. This time, Otis crouched, grabbed her waist, and pulled her in front of his face. She looked terrified and continued to cry.

He sighed and stood up, holding her in front of his face. She looked at one of his fangs, leading him to believe there was something on it. She became even more terrified and screamed again, eventually fainting. It would be easier to transport her this way. He didn't care if she spent time with him; he didn't want her to. But if she escaped, it would be a problem.

Otis laid her on the middle of his desk where he could watch her and make sure she was breathing. He continued working on his paperwork and heard her shifting. She gasped, and he looked over to see her trembling. Not surprised at that. She was going to make a ruckus, so he decided to act.

Bluebelle woke up to see him looming over her. Oh my god. She gasped, and his gaze focused on her. She felt herself trembling. He's going to punish me like Father did. She saw his huge fingers coming towards her and cried out unwillingly. There was no point in running. Where would she go? He was so strong he could lift a bed with one hand. He could probably kill her with his little finger. His finger came closer to her body, and she covered her face in a futile attempt. She expected a hit, but it didn't come. Instead, she felt something warm on her leg. She refused to look. It stopped for a moment, and she thought he had forgotten about her until a huge finger was directly in front of her throat. She inhaled sharply, waiting for him to use his nail to decapitate her in one swift motion. Instead, he simply raised her head with his finger.

His huge yellow eyes stared into her blue ones, and they shared a moment until he interrupted it.

"Are you hungry?" he asked. She sighed and nodded, still bawling her eyes out. He hastily pinched her waist and traveled down to the kitchen she had been shown on the first day. He didn't let her down and held her tightly. He opened his palm and sat her down.