Chapter 5

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I was sitting down on the couch with Juan after I let him in my apartment. He did say he wanted to talk to me.. Maybe it was about Marti and her so-called affection returning to me.. 

"Dominic? Are you okay..?" Juan looked over at me as he held my hand. What the fuck was he even doing..? I thought he hated me. 

"Y-Yeah.. I'm sorry. I've been thinking too much." I shook my head away from the thought. "But.. Juan. Why are you here? I thought you hated me and never wanted me to come back." 

"I wanted to apologize, Dom... Naga and I spoke about the matter and she confessed that it wasn't really your fault but rather Arya's..." Juan looked down. 

"Juan.. Do you understand why I came here? I came here because I wanted a fresh start.. After the argument that took place in the building, I didn't go with Robin, Nick and Arya back to Moscow as you all thought. I returned to the Marines only to be considered K.I.A. and eventually be captured as a Syrian prisoner of war.. It took me 26 years to get out of Syria and the hole I dug myself out of.." I said softly.

"I'm so sorry Dominic... I'm so very sorry..." I sighed softly as I hugged him gently petting his hair when I hear the Italian-Spaniard male break down in my arms. Damn, he was lucky that I wasn't like Israel, who would go trigger happy whenever he would see someone he disliked. 

"Are you okay..?" I asked him softly when I hear him calm down as he nodded, sniffling a bit. I could feel his grip on the back of my shirt when I held him. 

"J-Juan..-" I started before Juan caught me off guard with a passionate kiss on the lips. I froze for a moment before I closed my eyes and returned the kiss. Oh this was gonna be so fucking awkward... 

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