Kilgrave's Desire

Innocence

I spend the next few days taking care of Kilgrave. The first three days were weird I thought taking care of a sadist of a man would be more of me being his slave and less of him being actually....human. The first day he cursed a lot at me mostly because he was an idiot and didn't listen and so he moved the wrong way. The second day his mindless monkeys came and brought him medications which looped the living hell out of him. I sat there next to him with a book so I could entertain myself while his medications kicked in which would most likely cause him to drown in his own drool. As the medications started to take effect his henchmen lingered in the corner of the room watching me just in case I tried to kill him while he was out of it.

"You know Melody," Kilgrave chimed loudly as he toppled sideways so he was leaning his head on my shoulder. The tone and volume of his voice startled me. "You're too serious."

"And you're seriously drugged up," I retort as I try to continue to read attempting to not smile at him acting like a five year old.

"Oh, it is all your fault, Melody," he giggled as he takes my book and tosses it to the side. I turn to him with a concerned look. I am seriously sitting here to comfort him partially because of my guilt but because he told me to if I wanted to negotiate when I can leave the house. I look up at him with a confused look as he smiles, dazed and drugged out of his gore. He seriously will not remember this once he comes down from this high.

"You need to calm down, you have broken ribs, you aren't going to heal by moving so much," I remind him as I sit back on my knees and help him to lay back down in bed.

In one quick motion he grabs my waist as he topples down causing me to fall forward. I fall on him and nearly land on him but I braced myself with my hands quickly. He is seriously a goddamn child and overly affectionate and needy when he is on drugs. As I catch myself his arms loop around my waist and hold me. I am just inches from his face. I stare at him and despite how drugged he is there is a new light and life in his eyes. I cannot help but to smile since he is like a child and so sweet and very much not like the Kilgrave I loathed and wanted to hate. I lay my head on his chest and as he continued to talk.

"You are adorable when you don't hurt me and yell at me," he laughs as he touches my head.

"And you are you tolerable and actually likable when you are not being a British prick," I reply.

"Shut up," he replied.

With that I cannot say a word. I cannot believe it...he used his powers. I cannot speak, make a sound or anything. My mind is getting foggy again...im disappearing into the darkness again, he swore to never do that. I lift my head and look at him. He stared at me with a happy smile but when I did not say anything in return his facial expression changed.

"Shit, I am sorry please you may speak," he sputtered as he grabbed my face in a panic. Wait he doesn't want to control me? I feel myself pulling out of the fog as we both sit up. "I'm sorry Melody I cannot help it...I cannot control what I say. I have no means of knowing what I will say and how it will impact those I am speaking with. You think that living with someone who has these almighty powers is difficult try being me. I cannot speak to someone jokingly without them taking what I say literally."

Is he seriously feeling guilty? Does he genuinely feel bad for hurting others? I look at him with a concerned look wanting to ask him if he is remorseful for what he may have done to others and not just me. Instead he continued talking.

"Don't get me wrong my love, I like the power...it gives me control but I've told several blokes to go screw themselves and believe me you do not want to know how that turned out," he cringed with a contorted look on his face. "The only reason I use my powers on you is because I want you to love me like I love you."