Safe and Sound

pt.5

Marvin touched his cheek where Henrik had kissed him. He must've misheard… Had Henrik said he loved him? Couldn't be… Could it? Marvin felt a giddy grin tug at his lips. Henrik loved him. A feeling of warmth filled his chest. But it quickly grew cold as the severity of the situation dawned upon him. Henrik had kidnapped him and he could do nothing about it. He was trapped for however long Henrik deemed it necessary to keep him locked up. Marvin did something he rarely even thought about doing… He took off his mask. He took off his mask and put his face in his hands. So torn between two extremes. Ecstatic that the man he had fallen head over heels for loves him back. And hopeless because that very same man was keeping him captive. He felt tears welling up again and he looked he pulled his handkerchief out of his vest pocket. He dabbed at his eyes and sniffled. He sighed and lay down on the bed once more, looking up at the ceiling. It was black with stars painted on it. He let out a short chuckle. He remembered telling Henrik that ever since he was a kid he'd wanted to paint his ceiling space themed. The closest he had ever come was a solar system mobile hanging in his room. He decided to explore the room a little, since he needed a distraction. He got up off the bed quickly and walked towards two more doors on the other side of the room that he knew he could reach, even with the chain. The first door he opened was a small closet filled with his favorite outfits as well as a few new ones that Henrik had surely bought for him. Marvin faintly smiled as he touched the sleeve of a new, blue dress shirt. Then he closed the door and headed to the next door, opening it to reveal a small bathroom. He walked in and looked at the mirror over the sink. He reached his hand out to touch his face in the mirror. The glass was cool through his software white glove. He hadn't seen his face in a long time, so it took him a little by surprise to see his actual face in the mirror rather than a mask. He quickly turned away and walked out, closing the door behind him. He also noticed that along the wall, adjacent to the bed was as an expensive looking writing desk, already set up with paper and a fountain pen and a comfortable chair in front of it. Also next to the bed was a nightstand with a drawer. He checked the draw to find a few of his small trinkets that he treasured. The last thing he noticed before going back to the bed was a small security camera, barely noticeable. But he had seen it anyway. He quickly put his mask back on and sat on the bed, facing away from it. Until eventually he grew tired and lay down to rest.