F*cking cliché

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'So you just.. wrote him down? You blew his cover?'

Levi was dealing fine with everything I had told him this far but this made his eyes fill with rage.

'Before you start throwing me against walls.. let me explain myself.'
'Oh I wouldn't throw you against walls.. I would either dislocate your wrist, tie you up or press a knife against your throat,' he mutters.
'Sounds Lovely.'

'Gray is fucked thanks to you!'
'Calm down! He's just a suspect! Be happy I even told you this. Now you can help him with a cover-up.'

His fingers fold around my neck.

'He's just 22 Calum and you screwed him over.' 'He did.. the same thing to me and I'm just one.. year older.'

His fingers tighten, digging into my skin.

'L.. Levi the.. they would've got him.. no matter what.'
'You could at least have tried to slow things down,' he snarls.
'Levi I.. don't work.. for you.'

He throws me on the ground as he walks away from me, hands in his hair.

I can't seem to move or even get up it hurts to much.
Every time I tried my body was filled with a stinging sensation.

'Calum get up.'

I whimper as I slowly try to lift myself up.

'I don't have all day.'

When I finally manage to somewhat get up a sting covering my whole body makes me fall again.

'Get up,' he says clearly inpatient.
'I..' 'Calum get up!'
'I can't get up idiot!' I yell with the accent he seems to love.

He kneels down next to me.

'And now in English,' he demands.
'I can't get up.' I repeat.
'And why is that?' 'It hurts,' I mumble.

He cups my head in his hands and brings it to the same height as his face. Our faces are just a few inches away from eachother.

'Doesn't sound like my problem.'

I close the gap between our lips and close my eyes.. last time I kissed him he saved me.. maybe his anger will fade this time.

'Calum,' he murmurs against my lips, 'normally you don't kiss the people who abuse you.'
'I don't care,' I mumble back.

He moves his hands to my sides and helps me to my knees, without separating our lips.
I whimper in the process.

'Almost there darling,' he murmurs as he throws my arms over his shoulders and places his underneath my arms helping me up to my feet.

He starts to deepen our kiss making my mind and heart go mental.. it was the fourth time we were doing this.. fourth.

Suddenly he pulls away leaving me standing there with a confused look.

He taps my shoulder.

'Well that's enough for today.'

My fingers go up to my throbbing lips.

'They're all red and puffy Calum,' he grins, 'I think I did a great job.'
'I.. we..'
'That's what you get for kissing me without consent.. slut.'

'Anyway.. you were whining like a little baby.. where did I hurt you?'

Still unable to speak I place my hand on my hip.

When I pull my hand back I notice my slightly in red covered fingers.

'Lay down on the couch my little patience,' he whispers seductively making shivers go down my spine.

I decide not to fight against it.. he's going to help me.. right?

'Where is your medical stuff?'
'In my medical cabinet.'
'And that is.. where?' 'Right.'

I give him the instructions and see him walk away.

'You got some serious painkillers in here.' 'Just get what you need.'

I wasn't feeling like explaining that to him.. at all.

'So lets see what we got here.'

I feel his hands on my hips sending strange temptations through my whole body. He snickers shortly shaking his head.

One of his hands slightly caresses my leg making me shiver.

'L.. Levi.'
'Sorry darling.. your reactions are just so hard to ignore.'
'What's up with "darling" all of a sudden?' I decide to ask.
'Sweetheart sounds to intimidating right now,' he explains.

'You'll have to take this off Calum.'
'Why?' 'I can't see what's going on.'

I hesitate as I slowly take off my jeans.

He bites his lip as he glance over my legs quickly but, shakes his head and focuses on the wound again.

'You seemed to have ripped open a part of your stitches.'
'D.. does it need to be.. redone?' I ask quietly.
'No,' he mumbles, 'no I'll fix it don't worry,' a smile forms on his lips, 'I got you darling.. I got you.'

He turns away from the wound.

'But,' he makes his way over to my face, 'But I think I'll need a kiss for that.' 'What happened to the whole don't kiss each other but fight?'
'I'm ignoring it,' he answers casually.
'I.. Levi.. hu?' He snickers.

He moves back to the wound.

'I'm playing with your feelings Calum.. don't worry.' 'Jerk.'
'What was that?' 'Jerk.'

He shakes his head again and starts working on my bleeding wound.

'Okay Calum.. I'll need to pull up your boxers a bit,' he sighs, 'I need to check if you're not bleeding there.'

My eyes widen in shock.

'Are you still with me Calum?'
'Yea sure,' I bite my lip, 'go ahead.'
'Darling no time to feel ashamed.'
'Hmmh.' He sighs again.
'Calum I just want to help you.. I have no other attentions.'

'

'There.' 'Thanks,' I mumble as I put on my jeans and sit up. 'Don't mention it.'

'You know.. I think you've paid more than enough for screwing Gray.'
'But you helped me?'
'So you want me to punish you damn.. you're kin..' 'Shut it.'

He playfully hits my knee and stands up.

'Be more careful with those wounds you have alright? See you around Calum.'