The pretty boy

Perfect

Grace POV:

The sound I made waking up the next morning probably resembled something of that one time you coughed and sneezed at the same time, but slightly more groan like, if that makes any sense whatsoever, which it probably does not.

I don't remember anything after Milky Way, all I knew is now I'm waking up, I can feel ondreaz beside me, and my bed has never been more uncomfortable.

I try to open my eyes but the bright light shocks me, I shut them immediately, ugh. Eventually I manage to adjust to the rooms light and I look up at the ceiling, wait.. I don't own a ceiling fan?

I shot up, my body pulling away from sleeping ondreaz, to find my self strapped to 10 different machines, and in a hospital bed.

Ondreaz wakes up and pulls me back down beside him, capturing my tiny body against him, his arms encircling my upper arms and back, his hands each resting on opposite sides of my back, squishing me against his chest, in a good way.

"Oh god you're awake, grace oh my god you scared me, don't ever do that again." ondreaz whispers into my ear, his lips grazing it gently.

"Ondreaz" I say, stunned, "please let me go, I want to take a breath"

He ignores me and his grip only tightens

"Ondreaz" I say pleadingly, "please"

"But I thought I lost you only 3 days ago, I'm never letting you grace, never again" he says, "I will not risk loosing you again grace, I- I" he stutters On. I shush him with a small kiss, gentle and long, nothing moving, just our lips on one another's.

His grip on me loosens and I sit up

"What happened ondreaz" I ask, a hint of sadness in my voice. He sighs and looks at me, studies me, memorizes me. "You were at Milky Way with lexi, he put a drug in your ice cream, as soon as you passed out, he rushed in a grabbed you, taking you off before lexi could help you, a day later I saw him run and put you in a ditch, then he began to run to a car, trying to get away with hurting you, I stopped him and beat him up, I hurt him pretty badly, they think he might have brain damage, but then i grabbed you, Tony brought the guy in, and in brought you."

He takes a deep breath, his heart pumping as u can't tell from the fact that his wrist is pressed ontop of my fingers, he carries on talking, "when u found you, you were in bad shape, really bad shape, beaten, bruised and raped, but alive"

I open my mouth to speak but he carries on further, anger and sadness both lacing his voice, "then you spent the last two days here at the hospital, you had surgery to get a bullet fragment out your left arm, and then you arrested, you died, but they brought you back" he says, gently bringing me back down to lay with him.

His grip on me is loose and he is being careful not to hurt me, only know that I see my wounds as I study my body, do I actually feel the pain.

"I'm sorry ondreaz" I whisper shyly, "I'm such a burden, you always need to save me, you always need to be a superhero, you always need to help me or get me out of some situation" I stutter it all out, stumbling over my words and choking up on a few tears and sniffs.

I turn to face him after a minute of silence, "aren't you going to say something" I say as I watch him lay staring at the ceiling.

"Grace" he says slowly, taking in a breath, "you are never a burden, Grace you make me feel like the most manly of men in the world, like a superhero, like your superhero, that's all I could ever want Grace, and I know you don't want to, as you say, burden me, but really you are the only girl who has ever made me feel so free and careless, so happy and easy, so calm and unburdened. You are my home Grace maverick, you are the place I call home"