My eyes immediately go down to his arm. It's limp... and bloody.
"Oh my god, Zack," I practically shout, standing up and quickly cross the room, "What happened?! Are you alright?!" I gently touch his arm, he hisses in pain,
"THAT HURTS DAMN IT!" he shouts at me, I take a small step back.
"Hey, it's alright, just let me see," I ask softly, gently stretching out my hands toward him.
"Got stabbed in the damn shoulder," he growls, glancing away. I step forward, and gently brush my fingers along his arm, he flinches.
"Sorry, where exactly?" I ask him gently.
"Here," he grumbles, pointing vaguely at his shoulder. I sigh slightly and gently lead him to the bathroom again. I grab stuff from the medicine cabinet, as when as a small pair of scissors. I cut away the fabric, and quickly wipe off the blood to find the wound.
I gasp, dropping the small rag I used to wipe off the blood.
"What?" he growls,
"My god Zack, what happened?!" I ask, staring at the large gash on his shoulder. I grab the antiseptic and a needle with some thread. I hand him a pad soaked in antiseptic, "Please just put this on the wound," I tell him softly. I quickly sterilize the needle and thread. I then quickly pour the antiseptic onto his wound.
"OW!" he shouts,
"Shh..." I mumble, and I quickly start stitching his shoulder together.
"You know that hurts damn it," he growls,
"S-sorry, but this is... bad," I mumble, focusing on the wound. "How did you even..." I shake my head slightly.
"I told you. I got stabbed," he grumbles,
"This is definitely NOT a stab wound," I snap, gently continuing to stitch up his shoulder.
"It is," he growls, I shake my head,
"Unless the person somehow held you down and sliced into your shoulder, there's no way that's true," I tell him softly. He stays silent, "Did someone...?" I ask,
"SHUT UP!" he growls,
"Oh my god," I whisper, "someone held you down and did this?!" I ask in fear, looking up at him. He looks away, though his jaw ticks. I gulp, "oh god..." I whisper, leaning into him. I gently start on the next layer.
"Whatever. No big deal," he grumbles,
"But you said you don't get hurt?" I ask him softly,
"Shut up!" he shouts again.
"What happened? Exactly I mean?" I ask him gently.
"I went to the old bastard, and he had some other dudes with me. There were a ton of them," he mutters, I take a deep breath.
"I... I'm sorry," I whisper. I shiver as I imagine what must've happened. I swallow. I finish, and tie off the thread, "Alright. All done!" I tell him brightly, and then gently put some ointment before wrapping it up.
"Thanks," he mutters. I gently wrap him in a quick hug.
"Can you show me where a healer is?" I ask,
"W-why?" he mutters,
"I want to help people," I mumble into his chest.
"How the hell am I keeping you around?" he grumbles, his arm gently wrapping around my shoulders. I chuckle,
"Basic kidnapping and saving through murder?" I suggest, his chest rumbles in laughter. "Actually, it's kind 'cause I want to learn more about medicine," I mumble.
"Alright. Tomorrow I'll find one," he mutters, I nod and pull back, quickly busying myself with putting away the medicine.
I hear him stand, and leave. I nibble on my bottom lip, what's wrong with me? I sigh.
I need to give up these stupid fantasies... I'm a princess. I still am, even if I don't really want to be right now. And he's... he's a murderer. A murderer who wants to KILL me.
I shiver. A sharp lump forms in my throat and tears prick slightly at my eyes. I stop putting away the medicine and press the heels of my hands against my eyes. I sniffle.
"[F/N]! Are you alright?" I hear Zack shout rushing toward the bathroom. I brush the tears out of my eyes,
"S-sorry for worrying you. I just got something in my eye," I mumble, rubbing at my eyes. His hands press down on my shoulders,
"Bullshit. Tell me what really happened. Now," he growls from behind me. I turn back toward him,
"That is!" I snap. His eyes widen in shock. I turn back toward the medicine and continue putting it away.
His arms wrap around my waist from behind, and my breath catches as his nose is buried into my neck.
"Come on now [F/N]... don't be mad at me," he whispers, his mouth moving against my neck. He grins, and his arms tighten around me. I stop myself from shivering in pleasure as he lightly sucks on my skin.
"S-stop," I whisper, my eyes wide and my chest heaving. His arms loosen and his head moves out of the crook of my neck.
"Sorry," he mutters, and I hear him walk out again. I finally allow myself to shiver in pleasure. I press my fingers lightly over where he kissed. I bite down sharply on my bottom lip, SNAP OUT OF IT!
I swallow and pull my hand away from the spot. I finish putting the medicine away.
Once I'm done, I stand up, walking back into the normal room with a long yawn.
"I'm gonna go to bed," I mumble softly, not looking toward Zack. I crawl under the covers, and tug them all the way up to my chin, turned away from where Zack is on the couch, with my eyes closed tightly.
After a few minutes, I start to slip into sleep.
"[F/N], are you still up?" Zacks asks suddenly. I don't say anything. nope, go away now, please... "Good," he whispers softly, and a moment later, his warmth floods my senses. "If you're still up... just don't say anything alright?" he growls. His arms pull me firmly against him. "But I think you're still asleep... so..." he takes a deep breath, ruffling my hair. "Whatever you do, keeping fighting damn it. And when you... when you came onto the couch with me... I thought I'd shove you off, but I... couldn't," he chuckles. I turn around, and wrap my arms around him, snuggling into his chest.
"This never happened," I mumble, he chuckles,
"Deal," his arms tighten around me, and I cuddle into him. This... is just a dream... it's not even real...
I smile slightly. yeah. It's just a dream. It doesn't mean anything.
YOU ARE READING
Kingdom Come
De Todo[Y/N] is the princess of the Gardener Kingdom, but when her carriage is attacked, she finds herself with the wanted murderer, Isaac (Zack) Foster. As she masquerades as a simple peasant, she finds herself no longer fearing Zack, and realizing more a...
