Adrenaline (Delirious x Reader)

Eighteen

||Sly's POV||

The knife landed right in his eye causing blood to run down from his wound to across his cheek and jaw and onto the ground. His yell in agony was the only thing i heard for a while. It echoed in my mind and rung in my eardrums. The sight made me sick to my stomach, my body started to shake.

I have fought before surely, small hand to hand combat but it mostly ended by getting interrupted or one of us fleeing. A broken nose or finger here and there but never so brutal.

Bang.

The familiar sound of a gun rang in my ears and after that. Nothing but silence.

I noticed that i had been holding my breath all this time and took some time to release the build up air. I wanted to call out his name but a small wheeze is all i got out of myself. Luckily i didnt have to speak since the only one i wanted to see made his way to me. I quickly threw my arms around his neck in dire need of comfort, my eyes felt puffy and ready to let go of so many build up tears trough the months. His body reacted to feeling mine with a small tick, like something was holding him back. I thought about how he could not be used to such kind of touch at all and maybe it was really a bother for him. But I quickly felt his hand on my back and around my waist which stopped those thoughts and we just, hugged.

His warmth was something i never wanted to let go of. Something strong and determent but with a whiff of sweet and gentle. And i have to say, he gives some good hugs.
"Are you alright?" He whispered softly having his face near my neck and almost buried it in my hair. Almost.

I nodded and let go of him. "I thought you were going to die, i though I was going to die.. i just.." i sighed. It was true, i worried so much about him while the gun was pointed right at his face. He nodded, "I got you, we're okay" he seemed very understanding that i was not experienced with these kind of things.
Threads and violence.

We sat for a moment in silence. His hand still gently around my waist, i didn't mind it the slightest bit. Looking around i felt strange. Half of me started to think that it could've been a thrill and half of me wanted to throw up. But there was no time for anything. We had to get out of there before anyone noticed us or them. But first the most important part. "We have to clean this mess up" i told Delirious he agreed and we tried our best to cover up all if not most of our tracks.

Once we were ready to leave Delirious turned to me. "You did perfect, aaand saved my life" he added. He seemed genuine about this and it brightened my mind and mood instantly. I looked up at him and smiled. "Thank you, i'm glad we got out of this" he nodded and smiled back down at me. I noticed that a bit of blood was still left on his mouth, i reached out for it. He raised his eyebrows and moved his head back. "Its okay, you have something on your face." I said, he nodded and leaned back in so i could reach. Once my thumb was on the side of his mouth i wiped away the blood, and he did something that was completely unexpected. He turned his head a bit and gently grabbed my hand. Put it back to his mouth and kissed it.

That feeling, and those butterflies. I was so up in the clouds with my head. My face turned about 3 shades darker filled with red. This guy.. i don't think i've ever felt so good with someone. The previous things that had happened just completely left my mind and i could only admire the one in front of me. His sleeves rolled up and his messy look, my heart does sometimes skip a beat when I'm with him.

He laughed as his own face was just as red as mine, "I adore seeing you flustered, now lets go home" but we didn't let go of each others hand for a moment when we started our walk back.

We made sure no one was following us back to the hide out. Careful steps, using alleyways and avoiding every person that was on the path was all we could do.

Once we got close to the hideout Derlirious had let out a groan of discomfort and streched his neck. I looked over at him, he was looking at his injured arm and tried to move it as less as possible. He looked back over at me and caught me staring "Its nuthin' " he huffed. I nodded and just hoped he would let me take a look at it. We stood in front of the entrance and our hands left each other, i knew it couldn't last long.

Soon after we stumbled trough the door of my new home. It felt like we both could loosen up a bit, a safe place. And i wish to hold that feeling for a while. I put down my bags and looked back up. A couple of faces met mine while they stopped doing they own thing. I hoped we didn't interrupt anything. Two of the faces were familiar to me, Wildcat and Moo which both gave me a small smile in return.

But there was one that stood out to me. Black hair that stood up, a red and white leather jacket and a grin on his face. He stood up out the couch next to Mini, who still slept through everything.

"Welcome" he said