Between The Lines | Ghost x Reader x König

Chapter 14 : Bitte

"My sweet little angel, please open the door for me." I softly knocked at Theo's door as I plead.

Instead of being mad at him, I feel worried for him. I didn't accept his behaviour by shouting at me, but first I need to make sure he's okay before we can go further to talk about the problem that occurred downstairs a while ago.

He remained silent as no one answered me. I knock at his door again. "Sweetheart, I'm so sorry if you felt that way. Please open the door first; we need to talk about it properly."

I ran my hand through my hair as I slightly tugged at it. Keep breathing. My other hand is still knocking on his door. "You can be mad at me, shout, or even tell me anything about how you feel about me. But running away and don't talk about it is not the way, love."

Still no sound nor movement heard from inside. I even wonder if he fell asleep because he was crying his heart out by himself within the confines of his room, but I doubt that. Usually, when he feels this way, he instead comes to me and clings himself as close as possible to me. Seeking comfort in my presence.

Where did I go wrong this time?

I can't help but subconsciously tug at my hair again by my hand that still stayed on my head. Keep breathing. I rested my head against his door as I kept thinking, where the fuck is my problem? What did I do wrong to make him feel unloved?

If I could, I'm more than willing to rip my heart out of my chest to show him how I engrave his name in it. My sole purpose in life is only for him. I had no intention of living if it wasn't for him.

But then, how am I supposed to react if my light of life isn't even happy to be with me?

I was deep in thoughts and didn't pay attention to my surroundings except thinking about Theo. I didn't even realise when my other hand withdrawn from my brother's door and slowly reached to my back, where I hid one of my secret knives.

The handle of a custom-made knife fits perfectly against my palm, so it almost feels like I'm not holding anything at all. If it wasn't from someone's hand holding my hand mid-air, I'm sure I already draw another scar in my arms and thighs.

I snapped back out of my daze as my head looked up at greyish-blue eyes with a line of green underneath the dim light. "Kil..." My voice barely above a whisper as I slowly cast my gaze to look at his hand holding my hand, the sharp things only an inch away from my arm. Keep breathing.

"Я здесь ради тебя, любовь моя."
(I'm here for you, my love.)

His German accent collided with the broken Russian he spoke. But with constant practice over the years and how often he had said it, the sentence felt very natural when it came out of his lips. His voice was soft and gentle, conveying serenity to counter the harsh storm. He didn't dare to speak any louder, as he was afraid that with just his voice, the person in front of him would crumble instantly.

He felt the hand against his slowly weaken, and he instinctively reached with his other hand to let go of the knife from her hold. "Kil..." She repeated once again as her eyes began to water at the sight of the gentle giant in front of him.

König drew her in with his hand and embraced her. He wrapped his arms around her, pocketing the knife in her back. One of his hands moves up to grip the back of her head, while the other encircles her waist, hoisting her up as she automatically wraps her legs around him, her arms around his neck. She snuck her head under his mask to feel the skin beneath, resting her face on the joint where his neck and shoulder met.

"Du bist in Sicherheit, meine Liebe."
(You are safe, my love.)

She softly nodded her head in response. She doesn't believe her voice not to betray her. She couldn't let herself let go; as much as she wants it right there and then, she still needs to meet Aunt Kate. If it wasn't something that could endangered her little brother if not done as fast as possible, she wouldn't agree, instead choosing to attend school tomorrow with her angel.