Plagued Love

9

That night Zeltron lay in the arms of Carnelian, asleep and warm, with a small smile on his face. Carnelian stares at him as he slept, Zeltron's peaceful face bringing him comfort with every passing second. He pulls a blanket over them and adjusts his body so he's facing Zeltron's chest. 

Carnelian can't help but notice his soft smile. His breath hitches as he leans closer to Zeltron's face, his mind lost in thoughts of him and what he mean to him. Carnelian gently kisses the air beside his mouth, closing his eyes and trying to process everything that's happened today. He wraps his arms around himself and turns his body to face him more. 

He sighs deeply, smiling softly as he drifts into sleep. A long while after the two had fallen asleep, a knock came to the door. Zeltron stirred and opened his eyes. "Hey Carne? Someone's at the door...". 

The sound of the knocking at the door wakes up Carnelian and immediately his body jolted in the direction of the sound. He turns his head to Zeltron and gazes at his face. "Yeah, I heard that..." He says softly, blinking the drowsiness out of his eyes. He leans forward and gives him a small kiss on him forehead before standing up and walking towards the front door. He reaches for the door knob and turns it, opening the door quickly. 

Zeltron gets up wrapping a blanket around his body, still confused. "There no one there" He mumbled as he rubbed his eyes. The two turn, Carnelian going to shut the door. Of course since they couldn't get back to sleep and it was 4:00 in the morning, they got their day started early. Zeltron got in his usual clothes as did Carnelian. Another knock. Zeltron looked at the door, an annoyed expression under his mask, the two go to answer it again and again no one is there. 

This time when they go to close the door, four people jump from the shadows, to taking hold of the plague doctor while the other two pin the elf to the floor. 

His eyes widen, filled with horror and surprise. Carnelian's heart races and he struggles against the two people holding him, trying to break free. It takes everything in him not to scream and alert Zeltron. "Hey! Let go of me!" He yells loudly, feeling helpless to get away. His eyes dart across the room to Zeltron, his mind racing to try and find anything to save his boyfriend. 

Zeltron could do nothing but watch. He didn't dare move or say a word to their captors, both in fear for his, and Carnelian's life. Carnelian struggles against the two captors, kicking and bucking against them angrily. He tries to scream for Zeltron's help but he's being held too tightly to even make a sound. 

His eyes are filled with fear as he looks around the room in panic. He tries to pull his arm free and kick one of the captors, feeling his body become warm as a tear trickles down his cheek. His cheeks are pink and he begins to tremble with fear, anger, and worry. Zeltron seeing the fear in Carnelian's eyes, squirmed against his captors grip, trying to get over to Carnelian. 

The captors look over at Zeltron with a sinister look on their faces. One of them smiles darkly and laughs heartily. "You're so adorable when you're struggling like that dear." He says with a playful tone. The other captor grins a toothy, sinister grin and watches Zeltron struggle against his hold. "You two are quite entertaining." He says and laughs lightly. 

Carnelian tenses up, feeling more tears roll down his cheeks. Zeltron worms his way out of their grip hugging Carnelian, not like it would do much anyways, knowing it was four against two. Carnelian hugs Zeltron back tightly. He's been crying more in panic and fear for Zeltron's safety than his own. His tears run down the sides of his cheeks and his breathing grows shaky and uneven. He doesn't say anything but his lips part slightly as he looks up at Zeltron; he can't even try to get the captors to let them go, his voice too choked up with tears and fear to even speak. 

"We're going to be okay" Zeltron whispered too him. He doesn't say anything, but his grip around Zeltron's body tightens. Carnelian's heart is racing and his breath is shaky, he can't stand to see Zeltron like this. He presses his head up against Zeltron's shoulder in hopes of calming himself down. His tears run down his cheeks and his eyes stay trained on the captors. His lips part slightly and he sniffles. 

There's something about watching them hurt the people he cares about that upsets him more than them hurting him. The two are eventually forced to their feet and made to walk forward. Zeltron looks up and his eyes grow wide. He knew this route all too well. And at the slender of the cobblestone streets. Was his Fathers home.