When there were you and I ~ a 707/Luciel/Saeyoung x MC story

Chapter 24

~Vini/Sarah POV~

It was amazing. As you woke up, you looked over to see the ginger-headed man in your bed, holding you. It was like a dream. He had opened up to you. He told you how he felt. But now the dream was over. You'd kept your promise to James. You didn't want to hurt Saeyoung. You wanted him. You needed him. But whether he needed you or not was another question. You always knew that in the end, you might do something drastic, to end your suffering. To end the nightmares. Strangely you've had less of it. For the past 2 nights you haven't had any at all. He would survive in this world. He could find a less damaged girl. He could actually do better. But for now, like he'd said, you wanted to be selfish too. Before it was all over.

You were glad he was off for a day. You were worried about getting him out of the cabin because you really needed to take that last batch of medication. And you didn't want him around when you did it. You wanted to tell him about it. But then he would stay by you. And that wasn't practical. Saeran was still out there, doing God knows what, to whom. Or maybe he was being brainwashed again. You just hadn't explained to Saeyoung yet, and you knew you had to. It was just that you didn't know where to start. But once the pill would wear off, you could create a better time-line. A better chronological order of memories. That would help for starts. You knew he was under the influence of one of the drugs. If you could remember you supplied them to the Khen family, then maybe you could track them down. Doc didn't know, but Lula had slipped in the last batch to you while you hugged at the funeral, along with some pretty strong pain-killers. You'd given her the pills that you suspected Saeran of taking as well. You stared at the man in your bed. Gosh how could he looks so gorgeous! It made you want to cover your body in shame. He needed to know what you were going to do. So you pushed yourself off him and tried to get away without waking him up.

You almost did, when you were pulled back in. Saeyoung had a grip on your wrist and he'd dragged you back into bed. His legs enveloped yours and arms came around your waist. His face was buried into the back of your neck. You closed your eyes. He wouldn't let you go that easy. You couldn't help but smile, feeling his warmth spread all over you, along with your own, starting to stir at your base. . Slowly, you felt on of his hands move up your shirt and grab your breast. You had to bite back down your shriek. It was so sudden. But it certainly wasn't unpleasant. You tried to turn over but he had you in a tightgrip. He groaned and suddenly snored a bit. You couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing. That woke him up. His grip lessened in its intensity and you turned around to face him. His face so close to yours. As his eyes fluttered open, he smiled at you lazily. "Hey beautiful." "Hey yourself pervert." His face changed immediately. And then he realized. "Shit. Sorry that wasn't- it wasn't – " He got up quickly shaking his head. You got up too and placed your head into his shoulder, your front to his back, letting your arms dangle in front of his body. "Even in your sleep. Man, you are such a .. peerrr-veeert." You couldn't help but tease him. It was rare in opportunities anyway.

You suddenly noticed that there's something sticking out under the sheets. Without thinking you lunge forward,"What's this?", and try to grab it. "Hey hey HEY! " , exclaimed Saeyoung suddenly, pushing you off and jumping up. "Who's the pervert now?", he asked staring at you. He was completely red-faced; staring at you incredulously. It took you a good minute and half to understand what he'd meant. How were you the per---OH! You took a good look at his full body and realized he was in his underwear. No wonder it was so warm. And said 'stick' just happened to be in his underwear. That was fascinating. You'd seen it in pictures, in pornographic videos that you were shown at the orphanage to prepare you for what was to come. But you'd never actually seen one in real life. You couldn't take your eyes of it. It was standing up vertically off him. "AHEM! If you wouldn't mind, please stop staring." You looked back up at him, and saw that his face in shade so red that it could beat tomatoes and chillies. You felt your face heat up too instantaneously. "I'm no pervert." You muttered under your breath. "You just tried to grab my junk." "I didn't know it was your junk", you retorted. You certainly didn't want to get into this, specially this early in the morning. "Well, you actually grabbed my breast and fondled it in your sleep. So we're even" You said standing up and walking past him, trying to keep a good distance from him. You heard him gasp and you snickered. My win.

What happened to all your thoughts form this early morning? Self-righteous prick. That's what you were. You put the kettle up for coffee and heard him packing. As he went in for his shower, you grabbed a pen and paper and started writing down. It was a long note. Just to let him know what you were doing, assuring him that you would call him. Asking him to check up on Doc if he had time, for the cure. You explained why you didn't want him around. That when he got back you'd have to have the talk. Explaining how Rika was involved. What she'd done to you. You folded it all up and placed it inside his hoodie, and then that went into his backpack. He wouldn't look in there anytime soon, which would give you enough time. Once he started working, he would take a few days at the least. It was enough for you to figure out where to go next.

You started with the cleaning. You were a bit of a freak when it came to that. You always needed things to be clean. It was carved into your body that cleanliness was godliness. You didn't know if you'd ever get over it. You picked up your medicine bag and hid it away in the storage. As you were cleaning, you noticed he was back. His body was toned. You could never help yourself, always staring at it. It was.. enticing, hypnotizing. You ripped your eyes away. Not anymore. You kept your promise for a day. You wanted to choke. How pathetic. You wanted him. You knew that. But you had to keep him far. So that when the time came, he would be able to let go easily. You furiously started to move your things from your corner. Most of it was trash anyway. You had poured over those pages over months and years, adding some of your own. Nothing really added up. You didn't care much about who your parents were. But you did want to know why Rika chose you. Why she lied to you. Time. You didn't have enough. You felt a hand on your head patting it, and messing up your bed-head. You got back up and looked at him "I've added you on to the feed for the cameras. You can see the outside. And if anything moves, you'll get an alert." He didn't move his hand away. You kept looking ahead as you walked out. "Call me, whatever happens." He said softly.

There was a bit of hurt, confusion in his voice. It cracked something inside you. You looked up at him, and he wasn't looking at you. He had a cloudy expression on his face, refusing to meet your eyes this time. Good. He looked back at you sharply, and suddenly his lips were on your own, with such force it almost knocked the air out of you. There was nothing innocent and loving about it. Like he was telling you not to forget him. Like he wanted to mark you in ways that you wouldn't, couldn't and didn't even want to forget. You were seeing stars. It felt amazing. This hunger. He pulled away and had an absolutely devilish smile on his face. You were still reeling when he let you go. Asshole. He knew. He knew you were pushing him away and this was his way of telling you that he didn't give a shit. He would still push through and get to you.

You walked with him in silence till the clearing. You watched as he got into his car and waved at you. You smirked, blowing him a kiss. His face turned red a bit, quickly got in his car and drove off. Even if you couldn't tease him like he did to you, at least you had your moments. Even if you could embarrass him a little, it was a lot. You walked back into your clearing, and back into the cabin. You'd have to start with the necessary preparations.