F*cking cliché

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I wake up to find someone's arm wrapped around me tightly.
Confused I turn around to meet a sleeping Levi.. fuck.. we really did.. it. I thought it was just a sick dream to torture me.

I try to wake him up but he doesn't wake up.. so that's great I guess.

I'm bored and hungry so I decide to escape his grip. I grab the shirt I was supposed to sleep in and put it on.

I walk towards the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. My whole neck is covered in purple marks.. that's going to be difficult to hide from my team.

I walk downstairs to have breakfast.

'

'I thought you.. left,' someone suddenly mumbles tiredly while hanging against the kitchen counter.
'No you were just to fast a sleep.. why would I have done that in the first place?' 'Sometimes they just.. leave.'

Wait.

'Cal?' 'Sorry I forgot you probably hookup with a lot of people,' I whisper.
'I used to.. it was distraction,' he walks over to me and holds my hands, 'Calum you are a different kind of distraction. You are special darling.'

'Anyway what were you doing?' 'Well.. I wanted to bake pancakes, because I was feeling that, but you're out of eggs. So I wanted to go for beacon and eggs.. but again you're out of eggs. So now I'm just searching for cornflakes or something else.'
He snickers quietly. 'Upper left cabin.'
'Thanks.'

I try to reach for it but.. I can't.

'Let me get it for you, come on move.'

He doesn't even wait for me to react and simply moves me to the side by grabbing my waist and pulling me away.

'Here,' he hands it to me, 'bowls are in the lower cabinet, I will get the milk.'

A few minutes later I feel his head hanging on my shoulder.

'Can't we just go back to bed?'
'You're clearly not a morning person.'
'Mmh.'

'Levi stop being this clingy and sit down at the fucking table!'

He chuckles shortly and does what I told him to.

'

'Levi! You've been awake for.. almost an hour now, stop being this clingy,'
I say when he stops me from putting away our dishes in the dishwasher.
'Sorry it's just that,' he pulls me close, 'I only have till the end of the day to fully enjoy you without fighting.'
'Is that what you want? To add another day?' I ask. 'Maybe.'
'Just threaten my team to kill me if they try to rescue me or something.. otherwise they will try to get me free.'
'I like your thinking.'

I roll my eyes as I continue what I was doing.

'Levi stop it!' I say when he stops me from moving again.
'You should put on clothes,' he whispers into my ear from behind me. 'I am wearing clothes.'
'No you're wearing one of my shirt which barely covers your but when you're moving.. and I can't handle it.'
'Who's problem is that?'

He turns me around and pushes me against the counter.

'Yours.'

My reflex is to move away so I lean back.

'Come on,' he caresses my cheek, 'we should get you dressed.. appropriately.'

'No off! Let me go!' I yell when he simply lifts me up and starts walking.
'And why would I do that?'
'Because I'm afraid you'll drop me.'
'Darling.. I won't,' he whispers.
'Levi please, I'm afraid of heights.'
'Of course you are.'

'

'Okay let's threaten your team.'
'Wait care to explain what you're going to do?' I ask quickly.
'No because you'll react differently.'
'Are you just going to call them?'
'No, I want your phone and I'm just going to record a quick video.'
'Won't they notice the hickeys?'
'Nope,' he says with a popping p.

He ties me down on a chair and I have a piece of cloth hanging around my neck.

'Where's your phone?'
'My jacket's pocket.. I guess.'
'And your gun?' My eyes widen.
'Darling,' he cups my head in his hands, 'I won't hurt you.'
'I put it on the shelf in the hallway when we came in.' 'Good.'

'

'Okay I'm going to put this up now, remember I won't hurt you okay?'
He pulls the piece of cloth up so it's covering my mouth.

'Mmfp.' 'Shh,' his hand caresses my cheek, 'I won't hurt you.'
'Mmpf,' I protest again.

He sighs and pulls it down again.

'What's wrong?'
'What the fuck are you going to do with my gun?' 'I can't tell you Cal, I need your honest reaction.'
'But I..' He cuts me off my pushing my chin up, making me meet his eyes.

'Calum,' he presses his lips softly on mine, 'Darling,' he murmurs against my lips, 'We promised this wasn't going to be work so.. I just want to finish this and continue being normal human beings.'

My body takes over and I kiss him back.

'Darling,' he pulls away, 'We can finish this later okay?' I sigh. 'Sure.'

He pulls the cloth up again and starts recording something on my phone.

He starts talking but I don't pay attention until I hear the gun make soundnd.. he's taking out bullets.

'Let's play a little bit of Russian roulette.'

He roughly pushes down the cloth and firmly grabs my chin.

'Open your mouth.'

Carefully I open my mouth a little bit but he forces it to open even more.. which hurts me.. a lot.

My eyes widen and my hands begin to tremble, for how much that's possible when they're tied. Is he really doing this? There's a one in six chance the gun is actually loaded.. this guy is crazy.

He takes a few dramatic seconds of silence and pulls the trigger.

My heart skips a beat.