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"CHATO!" She managed to scream, ripping her lips back and she gasped in air, her lungs slowly calming down from her state of suffocation. He leaned his forehead against her's, one arm wrapped around her waist while his other hand was twisted in her hair. His eyes were closed, the tension in his body easing away with the feel of her body pressed against his. "Don'. Ever. Run, Again." He growled out softly, his arms tightening around her as he said it. "Chato... I can't do this again, I can't. You, you hurt me." Wynter cried, the tears she'd held back finally bursting forth.
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Wynter had no choice but to go back with him to Gotham. She sent a quick text to Eve that she had to leave town for awhile and didn't know when she'd be back, and Eve told her to stay safe and that she understood. The ride back was mostly silent, the only sounds were her's and Chato's breathing as she nervously fidgeted in her seat. "Wh-where are we going?" She asked him softly, afraid to anger him any more than he already was, heat rolling off him in waves caused a thin sheen of sweat to break out on her body. Whether it was actually from his heat or her fear, or both, she couldn't determine in that moment.
"Mi casa." He grunted, "All your belongings were moved in already." Wynter nodded her head in silent understanding, her nails picking at the skin of her fingers before he grabbed on of her hands with his, holding it in his lap as he laced their fingers together. He brought the back of her hand up to his lips, pressing a burning kiss their before he spoke again, "Don' ever make me worry like that 'bout you again."
"O-okay." She said softly as he held her hand to his lips.
By the time they had reached his home, Wynter had fallen asleep from the pure exhaustion, her body running on adrenaline before that. Chato pulled the keys from the ignition and got out, moving to her side and carefully pulling her from the front seat. He lifted her with ease, noticing she'd lost a decent amount of weight from the last time he had seen her, before carefully shutting the car door and bringing her inside his home. He kicked off his shoes, careful to pull her slip ons off as he made his way up the stairs to what was now their room. Her soft breaths on his neck sent chills down his spine and blood rushing between his legs but he held back the feeling to dominate his hyna. The bags under her eyes proved her need of rest as he laid her down on their bed.
Chato couldn't help but notice how right she looked here, in his bed, in his arms, in his home. A home that would finally be something he looked forward to going back to, with her here waiting for him. With a quick kiss to her lips, he crawled in behind her, pulling her back flush against his chest, wrapping himself around so snuggly that he couldn't even tell where she began from how small she was compared to him. Without much need to focus it, he warmed his skin, his body acting as a heater for her when his lips met the icy chilled skin of her shoulder.
She was so cold even he felt the chill of it.
Hey everyone, just a quick little filler. I think as everyone knows, I'm gonna start bringing in HER power which will be more prominent later on. To everyone still here, thank you so much for your support and dedication, the kind words and messages I've received have really helped me pull through. I've been pretty out of with since I've had a series of bad accidents and this COVID-19 craziness has not helped, I was homeless for awhile, sick, and just mentally not happy. I'm trying to strive for better and I hope I'll have all of you dear readers with me when I make it!
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Burnin' Desire El Diablo
FanfictionA romance between you and El Diablo AKA Chato Santana. This is not a short story, I will be writing it the way and actual story but you can sub out physical characteristics to make the character more like you. I will be using actual actors as well t...