fate | CL fanfic

fourteen

After absolute silence in the car ride home it was insane that I had painted my best piece of art work to date, a beautiful field of flowers and birds. Everything looked so peaceful and elegant. So much so I needed to go out on the balcony for air.

Things happened quickly tonight, one moment I'm livid at Charles because okay, maybe I'm jealous. And the next he's trying to kiss me and I completely reject it. This boy is screwing with my fucking head.

And on top of that my art skills have finally come back to me after this slump, as I stand on the balcony overlooking the pool in my pyjamas I hear the sliding door open with a creak, "Oh Susannah I have so much to tell you!" I mutter quietly because it's late, but when I turn around it isn't Susannah I'm stood with.

"Look Eva I'm sorry- I don't know what I was doing." Charles stood there, still in his suit, as attractive as ever, "It was awkward in the car and it's my fault."

"You know what, it wasn't awkward, it shouldn't be awkward," I paused "We're husband and wife."

I could tell he was judging my fluffy pyjamas with the tiny elephants on them but now wasn't the time for him to make jokes, just looking at him I felt empowered and stepped closer to him.

And I lean in, so carefully. Breathing and not breathing and hearts beating between us and Christ he's so close, he's so close and I can't feel my legs anymore.

I can't feel my fingers or the cold breeze of the outside world, or the emptiness in my heart because all I feel is him, everywhere, filling everything and I whisper, "Please, don't kill me for this." My eyes drifted up to his and it was over.

And I kiss him.

His lips are softer than anything I've ever known, soft like a first snowfall, like biting into cotton candy, like melting and floating and being weightless in water. It's sweet, it's so effortlessly sweet.

I backed away and his lips then caught mine in a hard kiss, driving them apart with the force of it. There was nothing gentle about this second kiss. I felt the door rattle against my back as he shifted, pressing me against it, taking my face in his hands.

Every thought in my head exploded and I felt desire twisting inside of me, bending all my rules, snapping that last restraint as I moved my hand,
"No-," he said bringing my lips back up to his. It was just magic.

I slid my hands under his jacket to press him closer, the low groan coming from the back of his throat signalling this was a good idea of mine as I finally pulled away wiping my lips with my sleeve, "Well.." I mumbled

He grinned at me with a bigger smile than I'd ever seen him wear, he grabbed his jacket and placed it on my shoulders as we stood on the balcony in that comfortable silence, "Susannah is going to need a debrief.." I whispered to him jokingly

"She gets all the drama hm." Charles muttered.

"Pretty much."

The stars were shining brightly, a signal from someone above that this was a good thing. Charles and I were good. Better than good even. We were happy as one.

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He groaned into his pillow, tensing for a moment before rolling over onto his side inching closer to me so he was mere centimetres from me and his body heat was still enough to make me loosen the blanket that had just been tightly around me.

"Good morning Eva." His voice was rough, husky and croaky from sleeping and I found myself melting into his arms. He was always up and ready for the day before me, this was a rarity.

His hair was sticking up in various directions, eyes still screwed shut and I found myself pressing a light kiss to his chest. What's gotten into me? I wish I knew. Maybe the alcohol from last night is what made me so bold. Or maybe I dreamed it.

In this time I felt like someone else, someone vulnerable, he let me put my guard down "Morning." I mumbled, my breath tickling his bare chest.

"Did you sleep well?" I think he's still cautious that I am not sleeping, but recently, I've been sleeping better than ever. He blinked a few times, eyes adjusting to the light and even though it was still dark in the room, he could make me out.

I nodded my eyes still heavy, this was all I could ever want, "Do you have meetings today?.." I asked the dreaded question as I shut my eyes and of course I anticipated the answer to that question.

"I could cancel.." He replied softly, his hands in my hair as he gently played with the blonde strands.

I shook my head softly, making the most of the time I could get. Some days he was working from seven in the morning until midnight, it all deepened on who was coming in. I could swear people came into this house and didn't leave.

"Joris is taking the boat out tomorrow, all the guys are going plus Marta and Kika," he paused "Do you want to go?"

It was a stupid question.

"Will Chiara be there?" I had to ask

"Of course."

"Then I'll go." And then he set off for work, the quicker it was done the longer time I'd get to spend with him. But apparently spring and summer was peak time for the business, I don't know why, but I felt it.