Chapter 3 - One Kiss is Enough
Lorin
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I woke up to find myself squished between two gods. Literally.
I was the first one up, and I didn't want to wake them, so I just lied there, surrounded by my own thoughts.
Last night was a lot to take in, I'll admit that. But I'm still wary about the whole situation. Should I really dedicate myself? I know it's true, but it seems like a waste of my time, because I know that I'll never amount to, what was it they said? Oh yeah, Godliness. It just didn't seem like something that could happen to me, even if I did put in all the work. I don't have the self confidence to believe in myself to see this work.
Or is this something that is even really true? How can I believe who these men are, and what they're saying? I know Enki mentioned that morning, when I felt the energy surge in the attic. No one else was there, so how could he know what happened? Or what I was thinking those two times he called me out. There are just so many things to consider, and think about. It's completely overwhelming. I have questions that they 100% need to answer. I am such an open person and honesty is very important to me. Thankfully, I find it quite easy to read people, so I should be able to suss out if they're telling the truth or not.
Modi shifts to the left of me, and I look over at him. He's still sleeping, and oh my lord is it cute. He has one arm under his head, and the other arms hand is curled under his chin. His hair is out of the signature braid, so it's loose and flowing all around his head like a black halo. Heh, fitting seeing as though he's a demon...
An arm gets thrown over my chest, so I look over to see Enki. Not surprising at all, he's sleeping a lot less gracefully than Modi. His mouth is wide open with quiet snores, and his golden hair is frizzed out. I can't help but chuckle at the sight of him. I can't believe that he's the King of Hell. More than the King of Hell, actually; the King of the Gods.
Besides all of their obvious attractions and beauties, I wonder what they are actually like, behind all that power. Especially Enki. I mean, I know he's this almighty being that's been ruling since the world began, but there has to be more to him. I would bet anything that some of the most important things about him get overlooked, because he's overlooking his world. I barely know him, and I can already tell he is the most selfless person I know. Even last night, when he carried me to my bed despite my protests. I haven't even dedicated myself to him, and he was already caring for me. He had no reason to, and yet he did.
"You know, if you keep staring I'll have no choice but to believe you love me."
"Holy fuck!" I didn't even notice he woke up!
"I could give that to you too, among many other things." Enki replied with a wink. I cannot believe I got caught staring at him! I feel my face get super hot, and I know I must be redder than a tomato. I quickly look away before I combust. Please kill me now!
"Now that's one thing I refuse to do."
"God dammit Enki quit reading my mind!" My thoughts will never be safe with this idiot around me...
"Hmmm, nope." He wraps his arms around me and pulls me back down into bed.
"Hey! What are you-"
"Just be quiet, try to get some more sleep." He says, tucking my head underneath his chin. I'm laid halfway on his chest, with my head underneath his chin and our chests touching. I wonder if he can feel how fast my heart is beating.
Yeah, like I can sleep all snuggled up next to a frigging God. A hot one at that.
"Remember what I said about your thoughts." Enki says in a sing-song voice. I start to wriggle, trying to get away when all of a sudden I hear a groan from behind me, and not a groan of pain, either. I'm an idiot, I swear. I completely forgot Modi was right beside me, sleeping on his side. That must mean my backside rubbed up against his-

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Hell on Earth (boyxboy)
FantasyLorin is a socially out-casted teen who is always alone, and is ignored at home and school. Finally, he's had enough. One day, when he was hiding in his attic, he found an old trunk holding a multitude of things, one being a spellbook. So, what woul...