Love Conquers Insanity(Jeremiah Valeska x Reader)

Bonding

After Edward left I went to check on Jeremiah, worried since I hadn't seen him yet.

I walked into my room and saw his sleeping form, making me smile.

I grabbed the cleaning alcohol and new wraps, going back to the bed and sitting next to him on.

"Jeremiah?" I asked softly, running a hand through his dark green hair.

I felt him relax under my touch as my hands grazed through his soft hair.

"Jeremiah" I said once more but he didn't wake.

I sighed, taking time to properly look at him.

His ruby red lips, white skin, beautiful dark green hair, pale eyes... wait pale eyes...? Fuck.

I snapped out of my trance, a wide smirk on his face.

"We're you checking me out?" He asked amused.

"I-uh no" I coughed awkwardly.

"Oh wow, the infamous Black Mamba is blushing" he said.

"Oh sue me" I replied sarcastically.

"Now, I need you to sit up and... Uh, take your shirt off again. I need to check the bandages" I added, fuelling his smirk.

"First you check me out, now you ask me to take my shirt off, my my" he replied, taking his shirt off.

I rolled my eyes and started unwrapping the old bandages.

Once it was off I ran some alcohol on a cotton wool bud, dabbing the wounds.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"Not as much, it's fine now" he replied and I nodded.

While I was treating him, I couldn't help but let my eyes travel over his toned, pale skin. I felt myself blush a little, pushing the feelings down and continuing on.

"He's so hot" I kept thinking, gulping a little and trying not to let Jeremiah notice.

"Is that really how you feel?" He asked with a wide grin.

"Pardon?" I asked confused.

"Am I really hot?" He asked.

"Oh god... did I...?" I asked embarrassed.

"Say it out loud? Yes" he grinned making my stomach churn.

"Well" I coughed, trying to hide my blush. "I'm finished patching you up so I'm gonna go.."

I started standing up however he grabbed my wrist, pulling me down onto his lap.

"Jeremiah?" I asked.

"You never answered my question" he stated with a grin.

"I'm sorry?" I asked confused.

"Do you really think I'm hot?" He asked mischievously.

"Y-yes" I replied awkwardly. "Okay well I'm going to-"

Before I could continue, his blood red lips were slammed onto mine.

At first I was confused, but I slowly gave into the kiss, our lips moulding together perfectly.

It then started getting rougher, his tongue dragging along my bottom lip asking for permission. Which I gave.

Our tongues fought for dominance in a heated frenzy, my hands clawing desperately through his green hair. While his were racking up my side, resting on my hips and holding them so tight bruises were starting to form.