Seto

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(For a 30th chapter celebration I decided to write a longer chapter. Chapter 50 will hopefully be about as long if not even longer).I held the deep gash in my side. I concentrated in a language long forgotten. Runitza was difficult to master though me being constantly bored allowed me to do just that. The god was falling apart as I chanted. He struggled in the golden spindly strands as they tightened there grip. He opened his mouth to wail which was his own mistake and his last. Brice and I watched as the golden ropes slithered down his throat and he was engulfed in blinding light before he shattered with an explosive pop. Brice crept over to me as my vision dotted.

"Brice-" I managed before the world was plunged into darkness.

I awoke in my bed. My side was bound tightly applying pressure to my deep wound. It was so hot in my room. Brice gently dabbed at my forehead with a cold cloth. Sweet mother of god it felt good. I closed my eyes and accepted Brice's presence. He hummed softly as he worked. I saw his sketch book so while he change my many bandages I used murmured spells to make it hover and flip. I can to the last one that made me drop it. He'd drawn me being heroic. I was anything but that. I was a book worm that hid in a dusty old library. He heard the slap of the pages against the floor.

"Seto were you looking through that" he asks. I nod innocently.

"You could have just asked you know" Brice says getting the book and offering me the crudely bound pages with crumbled yellow pages.

I looked it over finding his name barely identifiable written in sharpie in the corner. It had been dropped in water and had things spilled on it. He'd had this for a long time.

"And what are you doing Mr.Detective" Brice asked.

"Nothing" I replied.

"Alright well you stay here and rest" Brice says. I nodded.

Ant's POV

I couldn't look at Jordan the same he seemed so disappointed himself. He didn't touch me or cuddle with me. If I fell asleep he left the room. I was done with this so I marched down the stairs an angry haze discombobulating my thoughts.

"What's wrong ant?" Jordan asked.

"You" I replied simply. He cocked his head to the left confused. He was asking for elaboration.

"I just want you to love me again Jordan but you won't" I say.

"I just want to protect you Ant" Jordan says.

"Then do your job" I snapped.

He looked ashamed. He stood up flicking his book onto the table and took hold of my hands pulling me into a kiss. There was my Jordan. We caught up on our missed love. We frequently cuddled. He exhaled deeply his arms wrapped around me holding me close to him. I smiled and snuggled up to him humming softly.

"I love you Ant" Jordan says.

"I love you to" I replied and kissed him deeply. I hoped that spark would never leave.

Steve's POV

I woke up with my head on Herobrine's chest. He was still dreaming. I smiled and gently escaped his grasp when I did he pulled his arms to him and rolled over. I kissed his cheek then walked outside not caring that I didn't have a shirt on. I sat on my porch the afternoon sunshine warming up the world.

"Hi Stevey" a warm voice says.

"Did I wake you" I asked feeling bad if I did.

"Yes but it's fine" he replied sliding down next to me. I still felt bad. He set an arm around my shoulder.

"Don't feel bad Steve" he says.

Brice's POV

"Brice" Seto groaned. I sprinted into his room.

"Yeah Seto" I ask worriedly.

"I didn't know if you were here sorry if I worried you" Seto says. I smiled chuckling.

"It's alright Seto let's just stop worrying" I say.

Seto nodded as I sat on his bed and he pulled me down by the collar. He hesitated slightly. Bam! Suddenly his perfect lips were pushed against my own. I felt my pulse quicken. I felt tingly and fine at the same time and goose bumps freckle my arms. He pulls away leaving me longing for another kiss.

"Thanks for everything Brice" he says.

"No Seto thank you" I said. He blushed deeply and it suited him well. It made him look adorable.

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