She has been drinking for two hours already. He didn't know at what point did he join her.
They talked about everything. He knew more about her then Sinan ever will. She knew more about him then anyone ever did.
Yağız felt horrible for what Sinan and he did to her, for what they said, for all the lies. But one thing was for sure. He would help her in any way possible, even if it's a revenge on his brother.
He realized she was completely drunk, her eyes were barely opened. "Come with me, we need to wash your face. You will feel better."
He got up, took her hand, and put his other one around her waist to keep her steady. She just complied.They got into the bathroom, she grabbed onto the sink, and Yağız started washing her face. She felt way too comfortable with him. She wasn't mad that he was touching her so freely. If he even approached her that way a day ago, she would have backed off.
He grabbed her hair with one hand, and with second he started drying her face with a towel. When he finished, he took her by the hand and put an arm around her waist to take her to the couch.
"Do you feel better now?" Yağız said jokingly. She just shrugged her shoulders. Hazan started telling him about her childhood, how she was singing while going to the market at 5 in the morning to sell lemons. How she did it so she wouldn't be scared of the dark. How the song inside her died with her father. "And yours?" she asked him.
"When I was in America, all alone, without my family. I would sing so I wouldn't be scared of loneliness. I was 12 when my parents sent me there. So I don't know. I don't sing anymore. I've been alone most of my life. I guess I'm used to loneliness." he answered her. His eyes were full of unshed tears.
As she got up, she barely made two steps, when she stumbled. He grabbed her by the waist, and they fell together on the couch. Her body was completely glued to his. Instead of moving away from him, she layed her head on his shoulder and started to cry. "I loved your brother, why did he do this to me?" He put one arm around her, and his other one on her hand that was on his thigh. "I don't know, Hazan. I just... don't know." he said.
"It's time for you to go to bed. Come on." he whispers to her. She just nods her head ok and Yağız lifts her face and wipes of her tears. They slowly get up, and she can barely stand on her feet. He puts his arms around her, and she put hers around him. They made it up the stairs, to his room.As he is slowly putting her down, she grabs his hand and pulls him to sit on the bed. "Yağız..." Hazan whispered. He sits next to her, his hand next to her right hip. "Is everything OK? Are you OK?" Yağız asked her. "Come here." she says, lifting up into a sitting position, and puts her hands on his face. "What was she doing?" he thought to himself.
She pulls his face toward hers, looks him in the eyes. His icy cold eyes. There was something in them. She felt consumed by them. Yagiz was looking from her lips to her eyes, thinking of doing something forbidden. She looked at his eyes and whispered "I wish I met you before Sinan. I wish I fell in love you instead of him." And pressed her lips to his. She didn't know why she did it. She just wanted to. At first he was in shock, but as adrenaline kicked in, he grabbed her face and her waist and deepened the kiss. He wanted to do that from the moment he saw her, from the night at the hotel room. Her hand was in his hair, and the other one was pulling on his collar, unbuttoning his dress shirt, pulling him towards her. As his tongue met hers, she moaned. She was kissing him with the same desperation she felt inside of him.
She pulls him towards herself, Yağız getting on top of her, slowly not to crush her, never breaking the kiss. As he started going down her neck, she was losing her breath. She was scratching at his back underneath his shirt and running her fingers trough his hair.
Then he stopped, breathing heavily, looked up into her eyes and her kiss swollen lips. He kissed her once more, softly. She was so beautiful. He leaned his forehead onto hers. He couldn't do this. Not now.
Hazan looked at him, confused at why he stopped. "Don't stop..." Hazan whispered. She never wanted him to stop. "We can't. Not like this. Not while you're drunk, you're not thinking straight. I don't want you to do something you may regret later." he whispered.
"OK," was all she said.
They were just looking at each other, his hand caressing her face, her hand on the back of his neck, in his hair. Without a single regret about what they just did, being completely in their own world, that it took him a minute to realize someone was knocking at the door. Sinan.
What did he do. He kissed his brothers ex-girlfriend. Sinan just said to him a few hours ago that he was completely in love with her.
Hazan started to drift off to sleep, alcohol finally wearing her down. She didn't even hear Sinan at the door. He slowly got up. Covered her with a blanket and went to open the door. He let his brother in and he started calling her name.
As Sinan went looking for her around the apartment, Yagiz looked at himself in the mirror in the hallway. His lips were swolen red, hair was all over the place, like someone put his hands in it. The top three buttons of his shirt were opened, with his tattoo peaking out. He felt scratches on his back. Fuck. He hopes his brother won't realized what he looked like. He fixed his hair as much as he could, buttoned his shirt and went after his brother.
Sinan finally found her, in his brother's bedroom. She's completely asleep. Yağız was standing at the door, looking at his brother, his hand over his mouth. Sinan kneeled by the bed and started saying to her. "I'll save you from myself, I promise you. I'll save you from myself." When he was done, he got up, patted his brother on the shoulder, and left the apartment. Thankfully he wasn't looking at his face.
When Yağız heard the door close, he let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. What the hell is he gonna do now? He just kissed his brothers ex-girlfriend. No, full on made out. But... Did she actually say that to him? That she wished she met him before Sinan, that she wished she fell in love with him and not his brother. Did that kiss just happened? What did he got himself into?
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From episode 14. FHVK - Rewritten
FanfictionAt first, I just wanted to rewrite episode 14. Now I got the idea to rewrite all the scenes between them that I didn't like, starting from this episode. Yagiz will get an unforgettable night that Hazan won't even remember... I mean, just a part of i...