He prepared a fast meal.
All alone.
I've got to admit that he's a good cook.
We sit at the table, eating relaxedly.
"So..." he said taking a sip of wine from his cristal glass "are you going to tell me?" he said seriously.
"what?" I asked without understanding.
"You know...tell me where you come from, what you are...that kind of things..." he said hopeful.
I look down at my plate.
I get up from the table, I grab my plate and go the sink without answering.
I turn on the water and start washing my plate.
I hear a chair creaking and see him stretching his arm to turn off the water, drawing my attention to him.
I look him in the eyes. He takes the plate from my hands. He lays it down and grabs my hand. He leads me to his bed. He sits down and pulls me to his lap.
He hugs me.
I start sobbing.
"Shhh..." he says "Everything's fine..." he says with a soft voice.
I have tears in my eyes.
He stops hugging me so he can look at me.
Then, with his thumb, he dries the tears on my face that wouldn't stop leaving my eyes.
"Let's play a game!" he said in an attempt to cheer me up "You ask me a question, I answered, and all the way round."
"What if I don't answer?" I say with a neutral look.
"The game is over." he says serious. "Okay, ladies first..." he says.
"Mom?"
"Dead. Mom?"
"Don't know" he looks at me confused.
"How?" I ask
"During an invasion." he says looking at my hands.
"How so you don't know?" he asked me.
"I don't know" I answer in a whisper.
I get up from his lap.
"It's late... I'm going to my room." I go to the door.
"Excuse me?" he says playfully.
I turn to him.
"Which part of once mine always mine didn't you understand?" he said serious.
He gets up and comes to me.
He puts his hand around my waist and pulls me to him.
He kisses me in a short kiss.
"From now on you do your life with me..." he said darkly "You train with me, you eat with me, you sleep with me..." he kisses me again.
I look at him.
He smiles like he was up to something.
In a fast move he takes me in his arms, like I was a child.
He takes me to the bed, laying me carefully, and covering me.
Next he lays down next to me on the other side of the bed.
I turn to him.
He comes closer and holds me.
He kisses my forehead.
"Good night" he whispers.
I smile and kiss him lightly on the lips
"Good night..." I whisper back.
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Fallen Angel
Fanfiction"A woman was there. Lying on her belly completely unconscious. Her face couldn't be seen, only her long curly black hair and a mistreated black dress that reached half her leg and let the wounds in her pale legs be seen were visible. Loki came clo...
