Dinzel

39// Sweet Addictions

{Marian}
I'm seated on the prince's bed as he dresses my wounds. I have bruises on my arms. I really don't know what I would have done if he didn't show up when he did.

There's a hint of anger in his eyes. I can see it while he plasters my face. I'm lost in his angry eyes yet I know I can't be a sucker for him.

"Where did he touch you?" He asks, the anger in his eyes is replaced by care.

I look away, I don't want to remember. He sees my inconvenience and rests his hand on my shoulder.

"You don't need to say anything. Don't think about it too much okay? I'll prepare a bath for you, you need rest."

{Bruce}
She's taking her bath so I am laying the bed. It's true that she's the only one that lays my bed the way I like it, but this time it was my turn to take care of her. I had given her my grey joggers and black t-shirt to change into when she finished taking her bath. It's torture imagining what he did with her. Her clothes were torn, that bastard.. I have never let anyone wear my clothes before, she'd be the first.

The outfit I have on is a black hoodie— cause of the cold weather— and black joggers. Soon enough she walks out of the bathroom with her uniform in her hands.

Now, she is in the clothes I had given her. Her hair is still a bit wet from the bath. The black shirt is oversized on her and so are the joggers. It gives her the most sexy look you'd ever see. I gulp not realizing I was staring with my mouth open and eyes wide.

How could seeing her in my clothes make me feel this way? I'm warm beneath and I know I have to pull myself together after what she went through in the lounge.

"W–what side of the bed do you want?" I stammer, feeling stupid.

"You're permitting me to sleep here tonight?" Her eyes light up.

"It won't be safe for you to all alone to your room. It's best you sleep here." I gesture towards the bed and she sits, resting her back on the head board. I sit infront of her.

"I'm sorry for acting like a prick earlier today.. and the other days as well." I look into her eyes from a safe distance.

"You don't need to apologize. You saved me from that maniac, that's more than enough for me."

I stare at her for a while, taking in her beautiful features. I know this is the worst timing ever, but I'm craving the flavour of her lips. I should say something.

"Are you aware, that I still have no idea what your name is?" I smile.

She looks away as though I said something I wasn't supposed to say. "You don't deserve to know my name." She jokes without smiling.

"Really?" I raise a brow. "I'm pretty sure I earn that ticket today."

She looks at me and pauses. "Thank you, I really am grateful."

That's when she does it.. The thing that shook my whole heart. The thing that almost had me in a coma.

She smiles.

Fuck.

I never noticed she had such beautiful dimples. Her dimples dig into her cheeks as her smile reaches her eyes. Teeth perfectly lined. Her eyes light up more than they ever have before. It suddenly occurs to me that I have never actually seen her smile.. ever.

I can't expain what comes over me. It's like, for just the second she smiles everything is alright in my world. The world for once is in perfect harmony.

I kiss her. I don't remember taking the action or what comes over me, but a force pulls me towards her and I'm leaning in. She doesn't resist. Her lips are tender.. just how I remembered them to be.