Team Single (Mavi)

Part 32

*** Evil laughter because feels ***

"Mitch saved me."

I did what? All I did was call his name. I literally did nothing to contribute to his general well being. He was still holding my hand and pulled it to his lips. Esther let him go and he clung himself to me. He lifted me off my feet and started walking to my room.

"If you two fuck in broad ass daylight, I'm out."

"We won't!"

Avi closed the door, fell back onto my bed and rolled over so we were on my pillows and back closer to the wall. He tucked his face under my chin and didn't move. He just laid there. I could feel his long eyelashes fluttering against my skin.

"Fuck nugget?"

"Yes, Kitten?"

"Are you really okay?"

He pulled me a little closer and buried his face in my chest. I hugged his head, using my left arm as more of a support for his head and neck. He looked up at me.

"Can you sing to me?"

"What do you want me to sing?"

"Anything."

Even though he was slightly taller than me, he felt so small in my arms. He was strong for Esther, but he was beginning to shake. He was squeezing his eyes closed and holding me as tight as he could without hurting me. I tried to think of a song, any song, that could even begin to express how I felt holding him.

"When you try your best but you don't succeed

When you get what you want but not what you need

When you feel so tired but you can't sleep

Stuck in reverse..."

Avi pulled against me a little. His breathing was ragged, but he was keeping his light sobs to a minimum. I pulled his beanie off and lightly rubbed the back of his head, smoothing down the hair.

"...Lights will guide you home

And ignite your bones

I will try to fix you..."

I sang until I heard him snoring into my chest. Smiling, I kissed the top of his hair before letting my head fall to the pillow.

"I'll fix you."