A light || Ricky and Nini

Chapter 62

Ricky POV

The next morning I wake up before Nini. I watch her chest rise and fall calmly and I smile at her beauty, bringing my hand up to her face and brushing away her hair softly. She hasn't moved at all since last night but her warm compressions are way past cold and her swollen ankle has fallen onto the bed. I get up quietly, taking the compressions with me, re-warming them with hot water. I then quietly make my way back to the bed and lift her ankle up, replacing it onto a pillow and draping a hot wash cloth over it. I then move to pull her shirt up carefully. With the help of the bright morning light I can truly see the bruises that litter over her the area of her rib cage and tears threaten to spill over as I think about how much pain she could be in. I place the hot compression water bottle over her stomach and she groans in her sleep and I tense. Is it too hot? But then I see her face snuggle into her pillow a bit more and her hands reach out into the air to grab something. Her hands land on the side of my sweatshirt and she tugs softly even through her sleepy state. I smile and lay back down, scooting closer to her body and she sighs. I don't even realize that she's opened her eyes until her hand flies up to shield her eyes from the sun. "Ow" she says softly and I jolt at her voice. "Baby" I whisper and she shakes her head. "Just the bright sun" she says and she groans. "How long will my head feel like this?" She asks quietly. "You hit it pretty hard Nins. It'll get better though." I say and I kiss the side of her neck. I see her hand go back to feeling around, touching her stomach and then opening her eyes again to see her ankle still propped up. "Warm?" She says and she looks like she's fighting for the words to come out. I smile and brush her hair back. "I just replaced them, I hope they're not too hot." I say referring to the compressions. Her facial expression changes into a mix of a soft smile and a vulnerable glance. "Thank you" she whispers and she moves her good hand to massage her neck. "Hey lemme-" I say and I bring her hand down, maneuvering myself so that I'm sitting behind her and her body is sprawled out in front of me. She leans against my chest and I work my fingers over her neck. I see her stifle a groan and she sighs. "I don't think I moved all night. It did a number on my neck" she says and I kiss the back of her ear, continuing to move my fingers. One of her hands rests on my leg and she leans her head back against my chest when she doesn't want to be massaged any more. I bring my arms around her midsection and my hands rest under her shirt just below her bruises. She winces when I take the hot compress away. "Can I try something" she looks up at me with a confused face. "Okay" she says unsure and I bring her shirt up a little more, my fingertips making their way to her bruises. "Please don't hurt me" she whimpers and I swear my heart breaks. "Never Nini, never. Just relax love it's okay" I say to her and I feel her body melt against mine. Around the bruises, I gently massage her skin. I continue that, my fingers getting close to her bruises, and then moving away in a gentle stroke. "Ah" I hear her say and I look to make sure that she's not in pain. One of her hands grabs mine to stop the moving and she brings it up to kiss it. "That feels so good Ricky thank you" she says and I smile. I'm grateful for my stupid knowledge, from way too many skating incidents and as Nini's body sinks into mine even more I realize all of those bruises of my own were so worth it.

Nini lays in my arms for a few more minutes. She's completely silent but her steady breathing and her hand on my leg keep me confident enough not to say anything. Finally she speaks up. "Ricky" she whispers. I move my hand against her thigh to continue. "I don't like it when you don't realize that girls are flirting with you. Because without realizing it you're flirting back." She says softly. I don't know what to say. "I don't care if that makes me possessive or whatever, but I'm completely yours. I just want the same." She finishes. "Okay" I breathe out simply. "Okay?" She questions and she turns her body just slightly enough to see me. "Yes. Okay. I'm not being fair to you, you give me all of you and I'm unknowingly giving parts of myself to other girls." She looks shocked and she starts to say something but I cut her off, tightening my arms around her body. "You're my one and only Nins. And I hate that I tend to think people are just being nice, but we can be nice without touching and I should've realized that myself." She's completely speechless and she starts to stutter "well, I just expected you- well okay" she says and she pushes my hair back on my forehead. "Well okay?" I say with a chuckle. "Yeah I just expected you'd get mad at me for thinking that. Or you'd think I'm unreasonable. I had a full speech ready to cuss you out." I look at her confused. "No fucking way babe. You've let my stupidity slide a few too many times and I need to make a change because I have to be the guy you deserve." Her eyes go wide and they're glassy, looking sort of like a baby doe. "But I do want to hear you cuss me out." She shakes her head and pushes at my shoulder, turning back around against my chest. "Thank you for understanding." She says quietly and I burry my face into the back of her neck. "I swear to god you will never see me or hear me act like that again." I promise her quietly and she squeezes my thigh and sighs in content.

He fingetips move peacefully over my leg and I pick up her sprained wrist in my hand. "Let's see what we can do here." I say quietly and her other hand looks ready to pounce in defense. "Relax baby, I'm not going to hurt you" I say and her hand goes back down to my leg. I begin to massage her wrist carefully, watching her for a reaction. Her eyes close and she breathes in deeply, and I can tell she likes it. "You're just trying to massage me back to sleep" she says quietly and I smile. "No im just trying to get the blood flowing through your body. Ankle's next." I say laughing and I know she's smiling. "We should probably get breakfast before that" she says with her eyes still close. "No rush it's only 7." I say to her and she turns around with her jaw dropped. "You're telling me a conversation I expected to last most of the day has already been had and it's not even 8 am?" She asks and I chuckle pushing my nose up against hers. "Yep." And she sighs. "Why the hell am I up so early." She says relaxing into me as I laugh.