Card deck of Jokers

Chapter 19

"My feelings are too loud for words and too shy for the world"

~Dejan Stojanovic~

Take it off🌶

*Authors note: Listen to the song above for this chapter*

It was like he read my mind in an instant. "You're sweating like mad, your cheeks are flushed and your hair is wild, take it off I don't want you having another fever like before"

"I'm fine" I huffed putting my arms up to get him off me.

"If you think you're gonna get your enemies off you like that, then we've got a lot of work to do"

"Look I'm fine" I said trying to sit up but I dropped back down leaving Kye to still hover on top of me as I was a little dizzy.

"Just stay put will you and take it off"

"No" I huffed again.

"Jesus if one of the boys were to walk in on us now, it won't look too great would it?"

I glanced up at him and our position "Not particularly..." I frowned, getting where he was coming at.

"You was crying" he said so suddenly but paused "You was crying when you was on that nurses bed"

"Was I?" I don't remember what I did or what I said after I passed out.

"Something about your mum?" He questioned

I immediately tensed up feeling too uncomfortable.

He stopped himself from making me answer just in time though

"Actually don't answer. What I was trying to get at was I don't want to look at you in that state again."

I furrowed my own eyebrows. Was I really that vulnerable to him back then? Like I could snap if he held me too tight?

He looked down at me. Like he was searching my soul "Take it. The fuck. Off"

His tone was harsh and his eyes were darkened by the shadows in the boxing room.

The fact that he actually bothered to notice the little details like how i was stressing in my sleep put me in a whirl.

I looked at him completely weak. I didn't want to listen to him but at the same time I wanted to remove this barrier I held in front of him.

He was lifting my sweater up before I could comprehend what he was doing. I was helpless.

What would he say? What would he do?

As I felt it lift over my head I felt instant prickles of tears invade my eyes.

His eyes softened and his thumb wiped the tears that were forming by the rim

"Who did this to you?"

I couldn't really reply I just started crying. I tried to forget about this part of myself and leave it back in California but it was rushing all back at once.

But what he did shocked me. I felt his fingers trace over the cuts on my arm one by one, leaving an electric sensation on my body. He leaned down not leaving eye contact with me and I felt his lips kiss them so softly.

"Shit" he mumbled under his breath

What was this I was feeling? I didn't even realise that I stopped crying when he did so. I was lost in whatever this was but I didn't mind.

He bit down on the scars softly and I moaned. He then soothed the pain by swiftly licking.

"Fuck" he said under his breath again "Don't moan like that" He spoke, going back to kissing my skin.

I gasped in approval but I didn't mean to. I was in a trance that I couldn't get out of...I needed to get out of it.

He knew it felt good. I wasn't even mad. I just had this weird urge to be close to him.

I instantly shook those thoughts out of my head though. I needed to breath and have self control. I needed to get up.

My skin was on fire but in the best way possible. It took everything in me to not let myself get carried away.

"Kye..." I slowly said trying not to ruin the moment. I just needed him to stop. But before I could finish my sentence he stood up by himself holding up his hand for me to grab. It was like he read my mind twice in one day and he was holding himself back.

I stood up with his help but before I could say anything more he talked for me.

"That was stupid. I was stupid. I just saw your face and your eyes and I just-"

"No it's ok..." I blushed turning my face away from him. What the hell was I saying? I've never blushed because of him so why was I doing so now?

"Since that day you wanted to find Felix and I saw the scars on your neck, I've been wanting to clarify" He spoke. "You don't have to tell me what happened. I won't ask any further"

I nodded turning back to look at him with my glazed eyes.

He rubbed his neck reluctantly before sighing "I just want you to know that you don't have to hide anymore, not from me...you do know that right?"

He looked like he was longing for a reply , like a lost puppy with no leash.

"Kind of " I started by saying, meeting his distraught eyes "Well not really"

We didn't really end on best terms yesterday but I guessed that whole predicament was thrown out the window with his showdown today.

"But we'll work on that" I added.

I smiled and he curiously stared back at me.

All the weight that I subconsciously built up fell off of me. I didn't know how to feel but it was more than enough to hear from him.

"I think we're done for today" He silently stated "Better put on your sweater if you don't want the boys to see you"

"What are you on about?" I asked confused, sure there were scars up and down my arms but I could've easily covered that.

"Want them to ask why you have a shit ton of hickeys on your neck?" Kye loudly chuckled.

His laugh was different though. Softer. It was actually quite a calming sound when he wasn't laughing out of mockery.

Taking in what he said I replayed his words in my head. Then out loud.

"Hickeys? On my neck?" I said softly to myself though I'm sure he heard. "OH SHIT YOU GAVE ME HICKEYS ON MY NECK. WHEN DID YOU EVEN-"

He laughed again walking out while echoing "My bad"

It was clear to me that I was gonna have to set some ground rules.

Hickeys on the neck was the first thing I was gonna put down on my list.

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