|| Light my Love || Adam X Lute

Ch5 : Adam POV

     I shifted a bit before opening an eye. The sun hadn't even began to rise, and yet here I was, awake at the ass crack of dawn. I lifted my head a bit before realizing that Lute was laying beside me, her head on my chest, breathing softly. I instantly froze, my mouth going dry in a short burst of panic. She seemed to be asleep. Was she in this position by choice? No, that didn't seem right. I never took Lute for much of a physical touch person... Oh shit. Did I pull her onto my chest in my sleep? My cheeks flushed red with mild embarrassment. I shook it off, and it was then that I realized what had caused me to wake up so early... The uncomfortable feeling of being wet. And not in the good way. Sticky, golden blood had spilled from Lute's wounds throughout the night, covering a good sized portion of my chest in a liquid gold stain. 'Damn, that was my favorite shirt', I thought begrudgingly.

      I was also vaguely aware of the fact that perhaps that stupid cut on my back from having a guitar thundercunted at me was deeper than I thought. Although I was laying on my back, face to the ceiling, out of the corner of my eye I could see that my own blood had seeped out a tad, staining the sand beneath me. I frowned in annoyance. My choices were A, wake Lute and get us both cleaned up, despite the fact that it was far too early for any sane person to willingly get up, or B, lay awake for a few more hours until she woke up on her own. Being my only slightly selfish self, I opted to wake her. "Lute," whispered, softly shaking her shoulders. I saw her just barely crack open one eye. "Adammm, sir, go to sleep, it's so early," she groaned, halfheartedly punching me in the chest. Her words were slurred, and- oh shit, why did I find that cute? Fuck me. "Come on Danger Tits, wakey wakey," I shook her a bit more urgently. This time both her eyes shot open in a glare... I don't think she was a fan of the nickname. She pulled her head off my chest and propped herself up, sitting criss cross with her hip pressed against me. "Care to explain why we're up before sunrise?" She asked me, wiping a bit of blood off her chin. I gestured to her. "That's why. We need to get you cleaned up. Because as you can see, my favorite shirt is now ruined because of you." I pointed matter-of-factly to my own chest. Lute looked unamused. "Get to to it then. Because I want to go back to sleep," she half snapped at me. I rolled my eyes. "I give orders, not take them," I stated the obvious as a pail of water forcefully spawned from mere air. I was never sure how or why I could make things appear with a simple thought, but what I did know was that it was pretty badass. 

     I got to work cleaning her many cuts, using the random water and washcloth I had came up with. She winced every now and then, reminding me to try and be gentle- which was a little tough since I wasn't exactly a gentle person. When I finally finished, the bucked I had created out of thin air was replaced with long white cloth. Naturally, I began wrapping up the worst of the gashes. "You're pretty battered up aren't you babe?" I mused, tying the last knot in the cloth and ripping the excess off with my teeth. Lute simply blinked and nodded, staring blankly at the back wall. I could tell she was tired, and apparently not a morning person. I scooted next to her and casually draped one of my wings around her shoulder. "I wouldn't be upset if you decided to go back to sleep you know," I told her. "All the more reason for me to stay awake then," she retorted. I raised an eyebrow. "Sheesh, someone's grumpy. Who pissed in your cheerios sweetheart?" I said, putting both my hands up in the air. I saw her crack a tiny smile before leaning back against my wing. "The sun is rising," she mused, nodding at the cave entrance. Streaks of red and orange had begun to paint the sky. I nodded and curled my golden wing more tightly around her. 

     We sat in silence for a good long while, watching the fiery sunset come and go. The other exorcists began to stir, but neither me nor Lute paid them any heed. My mind couldn't help but wander to back home. I wondered what had happened since we had fled the scene. I felt wrong about running away. After all, my entire purpose was to ensure Hell never overthrew Heaven, was it not? And now look at what had happened. I had failed at my one and only mission, and had gotten Lute injured in the process. I couldn't help but wonder if she was thinking about the same things that I was.  I gritted my teeth. I needed a game plan, and fast. We couldn't just hide out in this cave forever; every minute wasted was another chance for the hellspawn to overthrow Heaven. I began to chew on my lip, attempting to come up with something, anything. Lute rested her head on my shoulder, which seemed to violently rip away every ounce of my focus. "Adam," she began quietly, "we'll figure something out, alright? They won't win." I gave her a worried side eye. "Holy shit bitch, can you read minds?" I asked her, surprised all too much that she somehow knew exactly what I was thinking about. She frowned, her face seeming to say 'seriously?' without uttering a word. "First of all, sir- Adam- I- no, no I'm not a mind reader." At this point I could tell that she definitely thought I was lacking intelligence. How dare her. "And secondly, I think the thought of home is on everyone's minds right now, not just yours." She continued. "Yeah.." I trailed off. Holy shit, she actually thought I was dumb. Did she? She better not. "Lute, you don't think I'm dumb right?" I asked her. "Uh, well... No, not at all sir." Lute responded, avoiding eye contact. Thank goodness. My ego was about to deflate for a second there. 

     My attention boredly wandered to one of the exorcists, hunting an unsuspecting white cave mouse. She approached it sneakily, spear in hand, before pouncing, ending the rodent's life before it ever knew what hit it. I raised a brow, mildly impressed. Wait. That was it. A sneak attack. That's the master plan I was looking for! Fuck, I was so smart. "Lute," I said, using my wing to shake her excitedly. "I think I have an idea."