"For coming late."
Grace stared at him as she just finished landing the hit. It felt good to hold soone reliable even though he had nothing to do with what happened to her, nor he had any respobsility towards her. Yet, she felt warmth surrounding her cold heart when she got to know that he ca to her that day... even if he was late.
"Grace, I-"
"Did you bury at least?" She asked. Considering it was during apocalypse, getting buried after death was considered a luxury. But the thought of her body being handled in any other way was terrifying. Even though she asked such a sensitive question, her voice and expression were devoid of any feelings.
Davian was silent for a mont and just stared at her before he shook his head in a negative response. "I didn’t." Before she could have started feeling sad over his answer, he added, "But I blew up that entire base with the two of us inside. I killed every single one of your murderers."
There was a killing edge in his voice and an undeniable anger in his eyes as he talked about killing her murderers. Grace was barely able to say anything and just stood there staring at him in shock.
He blew up the entire place? Himself too? She could hardly process that truth. Is it possible that he was in love with back then too? As this thought appeared in her mind, things finally started making sense to her. No wonder his entire personality changed when they t each other again in this lifeti.
"So we both are back." She concluded and he nodded his head in agreent. While she was still trying to wrap her mind around everything that had happened, he surprised her by suddenly pulling her away from the wall and straight into his arms.
Grace was too stunned that she just stood there with her hands awkwardly stretched out slightly on her sides. As for Davian, he just hugged her so tightly as if he was afraid that she might slip away from his hold at any given mont.
"What are you doing?" She finally found her voice to ask that question, only to feel him tighten his arms around her and pull her closer into the hug if that was even possible in the first place.
"Let hold you for a while. Just for a minute... No! Five minutes." He whispered against her shoulder as he buried his face into her hair.
Grace was silent for a second or two before she offered, "How about two minutes?"
"Three minutes." He bargained.
"Don’t be too greedy, Davian." She said and he imdiately gave in. "Alright, two minutes then."
They stood like that for a while, before she finally realized just how weird her hands were looking in their current position. At first, she decided to just lower them on her sides, but then changed her mind at the last mont.
Slowly, she wrapped her arms around him and rested her hands on his back before she started softly patting him. She wasn’t even sure if she was doing it right, and it felt even more awkward then her hands just stretched out on her sides. But then she felt him relaxing and it made her realize that she was probably doing the right thing.
She wasn’t sure for how long they stood like that in that silent space, him hugging her tightly while she patted his back to provide him with so comfort. It might have been just a minute, or more than five minutes, she had no idea because neither of them was counting the seconds as they passed by.
She allowed him to hold her for a little longer because she noticed just how much he had relaxed and also because it felt nice to be hugged. She couldn’t rember when was the last ti she hugged soone, maybe when she was fourteen.
Even when she and Davian were acting like a fake couple, they never really hugged, at least not like he was hugging her at the mont. It was always a barely side hug back then, nothing like the warmth she felt from the current hug.
"I think the ti limit of two minutes has co to an end." She finally spoke once she found out from 2025 that it had been nearly seven minutes since he pulled her into the hug.
Slowly, he pulled away from the hug but didn’t remove his hands from her waist imdiately. He stood there with his gaze fixed on hers as he spoke, "I’m so happy that you are back. Everything is going to be better this ti. We will make it better together."
A smile blood on her lips and Grace nodded her head. "Mmm. Let’s make sure that we will not repeat our past mistakes. That’s why you should hurry up and get your and your n’s apartnts prepared for the unexpected situations that might arise in future."
"There’s no need for that." Davian surprised her with his reply. Before she could have asked the reason, he was already explaining, "I haven’t rented just the top floor, but also the other two apartnts on the 20th floor. Now, we have all top three floors to ourselves. Instead of securing all the apartnts, it’s better to secure the 20th floor. Besides, if worse ca to worst, I can always find a shelter in your apartnt."
"No, you can’t." Grace wasted no ti in shattering his outrageous expectation. "We aren’t that close to share a house."
She watched as his gaze suddenly took over a sharp and intense look, sothing that she had always associated with the Davian King Parker she had known for her entire life. All of a sudden, he pulled her closer by the hand that was still resting on her waist, staring down into her eyes as he spoke, "Sooner or later, I’m going to make you mine, Grace Blackwood."
In response, Grace grabbed his collar and pulled his face closer as she whispered with a devilish smile, "Don’t mistake the balance between us, Mr. Parker. If it ever ca to that, it will be making you mine."
Without any hesitation, he replied, "I don’t mind at all."
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