Married to the Devil

5

The next day, Pavel woke up feeling much better. He closed his bedroom door quietly before heading to the kitchen, looking for his husband. After making himself a coffee, he decided to check the balcony on the third floor.

As Pavel reached the balcony, he saw Pooh standing shirtless, gazing into the distance with his arms spread wide. The morning light cast a warm glow on Pooh's skin. Pavel walked slowly towards him, taking in the serene scene. Pooh didn't seem to notice Pavel's approach, his attention completely absorbed by the view.

Pavel's eyes wandered over Pooh's form, and he noticed a tattoo on Pooh's right arm. It read "LEVAP," the letters clear and bold. Pavel's heart skipped a beat as he realized what it meant. He slowly mumbled the letters to himself, "L-E-V-A-P," and then understood—his own name, "PAVEL," tattooed backward.

Feeling a surge of emotion, Pavel took a deep breath and asked softly, "Is that a new tattoo?"

Pooh remained silent, his gaze still fixed on the horizon, ignoring Pavel's presence.

 Pavel stepped closer, his voice a bit stronger as he said, "You've tattooed my name."

Pooh finally turned to look at Pavel, his eyes meeting Pavel's with a mixture of vulnerability and resolve. "Yes," he replied quickly, before glancing back at the view.

Pavel's heart swelled with a mix of emotions ...gratitude, love, and something deeper, more profound.

 He took another step closer to Pooh, reaching out to gently touch the tattoo. "Why?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"It's an old tatto" , Pooh said staring at the sky.

"It looks new to me " , Pavel said with a light tone. He saw how Pooh's expressions changed .

Pooh sighed, finally lowering his arms and turning fully to face Pavel.

 "Yeah, why, huh? Can't I get tattooed with whoever's name I want on my body? This is my fucking body, and stop being so nosy!" he scolded Pavel.

Pavel stood there, stunned, unable to believe what had just happened. As Pooh turned to leave, Pavel reached out and held his hand, desperately asking, "Did I do something wrong?"

Pooh grabbed Pavel's collar and pushed him against the balcony wall. "Don't act like you're in love with me, okay? I know you fucking hate me and only married me because my dad begged you to save me from this disease. You're no different from the others; everyone always pity me. I don't fucking need your  pity!" he shouted, releasing Pavel's collar.

Pavel's eyes filled with tears, his voice trembling as he spoke. "Pooh, it's not like that. I—"

But Pooh cut him off, turning away in anger. "Save it, Pavel. I don't need your explanations or your fake concern," he said, his voice bitter.

As Pooh walked away, Pavel slumped against the wall, his heart breaking. He didn't know how to reach Pooh, how to make him understand the depth of his feelings. All he could do was watch as the man he loved walked further away, leaving a chasm of pain and misunderstanding between them.

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After that incident, Pooh kept ignoring Pavel, refusing to engage in any conversation or even acknowledge his presence. Days passed with a palpable tension hanging in the air, making the house feel colder and more distant. Pavel's heart ached with the need to bridge the gap between them, but he didn't know how to get through to Pooh.

One afternoon, Pavel noticed Pooh heading to the pool. Determined to talk to him and clear the misunderstanding, Pavel decided to join him. He changed into his swim trunks and slowly made his way to the pool area.

Pooh was already in the water, swimming laps with powerful strokes. Pavel stood at the edge of the pool, watching him for a moment before taking a deep breath and slipping into the water. The cool water enveloped him, but it did little to calm his racing heart.

"Pooh," Pavel called out softly as he approached. "Can we talk?"

Pooh stopped mid-stroke, standing up in the shallow end of the pool. His expression was unreadable as he looked at Pavel. "What do you want?" he asked, his voice cold and distant.

Pavel swam closer, maintaining a respectful distance. "I want to explain. I want to make things right between us."

Pooh crossed his arms, clearly unconvinced. "There's nothing to explain. I already know why you're here , you want me to fuck you hard"

"No, you don't..and I don't want to have sex with you," Pavel said firmly, his voice filled with emotion.

"huh why ? did you find another cock ? a giant one which is better than mine?"

Pavel took a deep breath , trying to control his anger. " I just came here to talk to as your husband , and no - I don't go and flirt with others , like you" .

Surprisingly , Pooh didn't talk back at pavel this time and Pavel said,

 "You think I married you out of pity, but that's not true. Yes, your father asked me to help, but I married you because I care about you, because I love you."

Pooh's eyes flashed with anger. "Don't lie to me, Pavel. If you loved me, you wouldn't treat me like a burden."

"I've never thought of you as a burden..and since when i did treat you like a burden huh ?"

" you always say that it's better for you to die rather than living with me , you always laugh and have fun with your friends but I've never seen you laugh with me Pavel".

 Pavel replied, his voice breaking." I- It's because , how can i laugh when you become violent and hurt me ? " Do you want me to laugh when you beat me ? I'm a human too Pooh , I-I wanna be happy with you and it's been almost two years after we've married but the amounts of time you've hurt me for these two years is countless ".

Pooh was silent . " So you want to divorce me right?"

NO ! , Pavel almost wiped his tears , moving closer to Pooh. "w- why can't you understand what i'm saying ? " ,  " I know that you suffer with Bipolar , but that doesn't mean you're a monster . Sometimes i do - i do say things when i'm hurt but I love you . It's true that i have 10000 reasons to leave you but i'm staying with you , because i have one reason to stay with you.. I love you so much ...Just remember if the whole world stand against you , I would stand with you against that world ." Pavel said while wiping his tears.

There was a long silence as Pooh stared at the water, his emotions warring within him. Finally, he looked up at Pavel, his eyes filled with a mixture of pain and hope.

"Prove it," Pooh whispered. "Prove to me that you love me."

" w-what " ? Pave asked chokcing his tears.

" prove it , prove me that you would stand with me against  a whole world".

" what do you want me to do ? " , Pavel asked trying to understand Pooh's emotions.

" As you said , I'm a monster Pavel, there are more sides of me you haven't seen yet , so come with me tonight , I have to show you something".

Pavel gulped , nervosly staring at how Pooh left the pool with a maniac smile on his face.