- HAZEL -
My mouth drops when the van pulls in. Not because I didn’t expect him to let a strange, hired van in, although this is a part of it, but because I didn’t expect to be here anyti soon. And definitely not now.
It brings mories to . Very vivid and wild mories. mories of the two of us.
Killian walks in while Liam stays in the van, taking through the front door. Every single infrastructure of this place makes my body yearn for sothing I could not imagine. Sothing I can’t put a na on, but even I know that it is sothing dangerous. Sothing dark. Sothing sinful. And I crave that sin now more than ever.
“You coming?” His deep voice echoes in my ears like a pleasing chant. This snaps back to reality. I didn’t notice I was standing outside the door till now. Killian’s hands are held up, waiting for to take them. I didn’t even know when I let go of his hand.
A warm, shy smile creeps its way to my lips as I stretch my hand forward, accepting the kind gesture. He takes in.
My eyes paint every single piece of furniture and workmanship in this place. Each piece of furniture holds a different mory. Like Christmas. I take a good sniff of the air. It slls just like the ti I was here. Good, pleasant, very addicting.
"And how, if I may ask, will I find sothing to wear here?" I ask, following him up the stairs. Everything in tells that I should not be in here. That for my sake and Kate’s, and most especially Killian’s, I should be the better person and resist the temptation being here alone with him brings but I don’t want to be that person. I am the last born for a reason and after that stunt he pulled in the van, how could I not crave things that I shouldn’t?
"Shh." Killian hushes in a respectful, gentle tone. "If I tell you, it may ruin the surprise." He admits. As much as I don’t want to ruin the surprise, I also kind of want to. I fill my mouth with my lower lip, biting it softly. This is my way of fighting the urge to not ruin the surprise. Killian stops moving. I stop too, following his every lead. "Close your eyes, kitten." He utters. I let out an exhale before complying. The sound of a door opening resounds in my ears. "Don’t freak out." Killian says softly, leading in to wherever he’s taking to. My guess is, I’m walking into a room, but what I don’t understand is why whatever lays inside may freak out. His earlier statent sure is sothing to think about. "Promise?" He asks.
This surely gets my nerves up. I nod slowly, parting my lips open to let out the words he wishes to hear. "I promise." I murmur. “Now show ." I blurt out imdiately after, completely impatient, while giggling. I can open my eyes with my free will, but I won’t.
"Open those angelic eyes now, kitten." With how close his breath feels on my skin, I can tell he is next to , and he’s still so close to that I can feel this hot breath fan my facial skin and neck. I feel my breath hitch as I slowly pull my eyelids open. My heart lts imdiately. I’m inside a walk-in closet. A female’s walk-in closet.
"What is this place?" I ask, trying to understand.
"It’s yours." Killian responds. Mine? How could this be mine? I don’t even live here, I gaze around, I have never even been here, nor did I put any of these things in. I’ve never had any of the clothes or shoes and every other thing here in my life, well, these exact ones in here. I need more than a few words of his to understand.
"Well, as you know," Killian begins like he knew what was running through my mind. "I am your biggest stalker and number one perverty fan." This statent makes roll my eyes and chuckle. He is now pacing around , ensuring to lock eyes with at every chance he gets while passing flirtatious glances my way. If I am not just a few years past high school, I would’ve said ’this brings back to high school’. I love how his little action makes grin. I love that he is actually trying hard to relate with even though he’s so many years older than . It tells that he cares. Killian finally stops pacing around and stands in front of . "I’ve missed you, Hazel. So I made your own closet in my ho so that whenever you co over, whenever it may be, you’ll always feel at ho without having to worry about getting anything. Aside from just you."
I. . . . I don’t know what to say. So many emotions crowd my mind all at once yet I can’t express it out verbally. My cheeks burn, I can already feel the redness.
"You don’t have to say anything right now. You don’t have to say anything at all. Just know that my ho is open to you, anyti and any day. Whenever you need. Even when you don’t need it." Strong arms wrap around , enclosing to his chest. I can feel his heartbeat against mine. So rhythmic and harmonious in its own weird way. I let myself lt in his embrace, wrapping my arms around him. My hand could barely wrap around his back but I don’t mind, I’m just happy to be within his reach and alone with him. It seed like forever.
"I forgive you for ssing with in the van."
The deep laugh that leaves his mouth echoes in the room and I feel a vibrating sensation along with it against my chest. "I can always solve that for you, all you have to do is. . ’
"Beg." We both chorus at the sa ti. I feel his body shift slightly away from mine. Killian looks down to face without breaking our embrace. Desire is written all over his face, his eyes are dark and burning with sothing I can’t put a na on. I feel his hand slowly slide lower from my back, slipping underneath my dress. A short gasp escapes my lips.
"Then what are you waiting for? Do what you need to do. And I will fulfill your every desire."
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