Handcuffed Rivals

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My body sunk deeper into the matress, quilt surrounding my waist and the lower part of my body, my freed hand underneath the pillow and the other one, comfortlessly chained to Kings hand, around my own waist, his on the other hand, as always, closer to my butt.

"Carter." I mumbled into the freshly washed bed sheets, smelling the flowery scent from the drugstore line of washers, enjoying the warmth from behind me.

All of Kings body touched mines, not only his hand but his front that fired up my back and his breath that kept fanning my neck and ear.

"Mmm." he spoke incomprehensible half-words under his breath, getting my skin hot of his indirect touch.

"We have to get up." I tried again, delusional he'll listen to my constant plead, every morning being the same but this one with the slight difference, being the last one.

Yes, we indeed managed to survive this storm, for now at least, and today will be marked as the fourteenth day, meaning the handcuffs will be gone from our wrists and I'll be free of all that can be labeled as Carter King.

"The alarm went off five times already." I rolled my eyes, watching at my lit up phone, feeling his lips on my neck, knowing fully well how this wasn't the time to be late again. We should be showing off how well we behaved, although we didn't but what they aren't aware of, won't kill them, so yes, we should be giving ourselves all in, not driffting off to sleep again and falsly thinking that our behavior won't have consequences.

"Five more minutes Bony." he pushed his body more towards mine, if that was possible at this point and put all blankets and everything that we had stacked around us, above our bodies, close to our chins, making it cozier and more challenging to get away from.

"I'm serious. This is our last day, we have to make  a good impression if you want to get unchained."

My eyes widened "Or you want me to suffer more? Carter! This is not one of your games again is it? We are getting up now!"

I was starting to uproar my exterior, getting shaken up by the idea of him wanting the opposite thing. I've tried so hard these past few days to stay sane while he drived the hell's nuts out of me, but today is my day. I may be used to him by now but I need my own space, I need my life back, I need my friends back and my uncontrolable desire to prank him the minute the chains leave my skin.

"I'm not doing anything and as much as I'm flattered you'd think I wake up every day with new games just for your pleasure, I don't think about you that much and I just want five more minutes."

"That can be fairly argued considering how much you love to cuddle me." as his strong aura once said, he may look all arch-enemy like, well-built, confident and hard-spoken, defined cheekbones and cold appereance, in bed, next to me, he's a small teddy bear that wants to smell my hair and pull all of his body next to me.
So if anything, he's harmless, just his words being deadly.

"Fine!" he pushed himself away, resembled a patch, fast, removing the quilt away and tugging me along with the chained hand.

"Don't get cranky on me now." I got up as well, following him to my bathroom linked door and entering the steamy, small four wall space, going towards the window to acquire some air.

"I'm not! I'm actually relieved it's the last day." he commented, going at the toothbrush and watching my reflection in the mirror.

"Same. I feel reborn, reincarnated." I exaggerated the situation making it look like we suffered a grand deal and being spoiled is in my nature. I didn't want to get off that impression but this did feel so stress-vanishing and I was happy this day arrived.
Now I can banish and hide all this meaningless feels that kept pinching my heart and making me rethink my actions so far.