WMMAP - [S1] Shelter You - (愛)してる

Chapter 37: Possessive

Sitting legs crossed on the chair, Felix wholeheartedly observed the two. The way Lucas' head slanted involuntary sideway made him stood up and approached the boy who was fighting against Hypnos's incantation. 

"Come on. That is enough. Don't push yourself." He said while stretching his arms, signaling Lucas to let go of the petty figure in his embrace. 

The hemisphere of red darted drowsily at Felix before tightly sealed again, dismissing the concern. "...I'm not even sleepy." He replied as he rested his chin on her shoulder and secured his grip on her body.

"How reassuring," Felix commented sarcastically. "At least let her sleep properly? On the bed next to yours?"

His ruby orbs fully emerged in their full forms when he trans parented the whole situation as he became completely cognizant. Felix took the cue when Lucas gradually unconfined his arms with a distorted expression on his face. The discomfort on his back was roughly his concern, rather he was worried if the way he was holding Athanasia could cause distress to her body when she woke up. 

A low whimper escaped Athanasia's lips, enticing both men as Felix's hands were still soaring in midair. The cold air that scattered around her body due to the lack of momentary warmth made her hands hunt for the balminess.

She encircled both arms around Lucas's solid frame, doubtless that it was just her body pillow she was cuddling on to. Despite finding her comfortable position, the small complaints still lingered on her lips.

A smug smile of victory carved on Lucas's face as he shot Felix a look and reforged the warmth Athanasia craved for around her with his sturdy arms.

They both uncomplainingly waited for Athanasia to drown in her dream before Felix could make another deliberation.

"Value your health."

"I will sleep when she wakes up."

"Well... You won't listen to me anyway so do as you wish. And I still need to deal with Alpheus's men. So, I will wait outsi—"

"Those were that trash's dogs?!"

The intensification of his voice made Athanasia stirred against Lucas's unclothed upper body, but his eyes were still fixed on Felix who was sending a 'Later' message to him as he quietly exited through the door.   

A quiet mutter of his name lured his full attention toward her, ceasing all the irritation. He leaned against the wall for support. "Right here." He soothed softly. One arm coddling her waist, the other guarded her shoulders firmly.

The tranquility of the night and the comfort he was receiving from his special blanket were waning his physique. His eyes fluttered shut involuntary. The next time he reopened his eyes was because of a small movement around his body.

Sun's luminary ray harmonized flawlessly over her golden locks, bathing her figure with its morning spark.

Lucas' arms slowly withdrew from her form, giving her space to stretch her body. His eyebrow heaved in amusement when a pair of small hands were pushing against his chest, propping herself to a seated position. With one hand still placed on the mattress of her bed, Athanasia rubbed her eye sleepily when she felt something coating against her lips.

"Rise and shine, Pikachu."

"...What was that?"

"Mana maintenance."

She blinked, still confused why she was close to those intoxicated crimson red of his. Athanasia ran her fingers on her lips, puzzling the acquainted sensation from last night.