I should be going to bed.
I mean, I really should, but I keep on playing with my phone, eyes wandering over the hallway, waiting for him to appear again.
I bite my lip. Why am I so… persistent on being around him?
Why so restless?
I sigh, throwing the phone aside as I lean against the bed, I sigh. My eyes flew towards my feet, I leaned down, caressing my feet, "Can I really not walk? Is it bad?" I ask myself, mumbling.
I need to see, need to know if this hinders my movement.
Also, I need to pee. Fuck… why god?!
Making up my mind I slowly drag my legs down the bed, taking in a deep breath as I try to step on the floor.
"What are you doing?"
I flinch, startled and I look up to find Luthien walking inside, "Huh? Um… I am trying to see if I can walk or stand?" I say, forcing a smile at how embarrassed I felt.
"Want me to help?" He asks, I blink my eyes.
I nod, feeling my body tingle at his closeness, he walks close, extending his hand for me to take, I hold his hand with a smile, "Thank you." I mumble, he shakes his head with a smile as he holds onto my hand tight.
I use force, standing up as I yelp, stumbling.
I gasp out loud as I felt his arm drape over my waist, I gulp. "Are you okay?" He asks, still holding me, I nod in rush, feeling my cheeks heat up.
"Sorry…" I mumble, trying to pull back but I gulp, the pain made it impossible for me to stand.
"Sit down. You don't have to rush, the bruises are fresh so it's hurting, you will be good to go in a day or so." He comments, helping me to bed again. I need to pee, how do I even say it to him?
This is so embarrassing… my god.
But I do have to say, it's unbearable.
"I…" I gulp, l look anywhere but him. "Something wrong? Just… tell me." He mumbles, watching me in concern. I nod, "I need to use washroom…" I mumble back, voice too low for my own hearing with how embarrassed I was.
"What?" He asks, leaning down to hear me better.
"I need to pee." I say, closing my eyes shut, fucking hell.
I hear him chuckle, I blink my eyes, looking up at him. "Why are you chuckling?" I mumble, looking at him annoyed while he just shrugs, "You could have just said. It's nothing to be embarrassed about."
I open my mouth to retort back but no words leave, instead my breath hitches.
I almost forgot to breath as he picks me up, bridal style, adjusting me in his arms as he looks down at me, "What…a-are you doing?" I ask, growing nervous and flustered.
He raises a brow, looking rather amused, "What's going inside your head?"
He questions making me flush all embarrassed, "Nothing! You…just-"
"You needed to pee, no?" He asks, cutting me off.
I look away, embarrassed.
I nod.
"I am taking you, not like you can walk." He says, chuckling softly, I look down, I sure look red, flustered. Can't let him see me.
No way!
Clearing my throat I stay silent as he pushes the door to the washroom aside, he puts me on the commode, stepping back.
I still look away, I can't face him… fuck. This is taking all of my energy with the stress, how embarrassing.
"Um, call me if you need something. I will be outside." He says, walking out.
I sigh, I use my heel to adjust myself as they weren't much injured as I slowly sit up, pulling my pants down, my face losing it's colour with how flustered I was.
Pale? Red?
Or…mixture?
Once done, I do same, pulling my pant up as I press the flush button. I sit down, biting my lip as I compose myself.
Taking in a deep breath, I nod.
"Luthien." I mumble, waiting for him to walk in but I hear no movement.
Was I not loud?
"Luthien!" I shout, but as he rushes in, looking startled, I blink my eyes.
"U-Uh… I thought, something happened." Luthien mutters, scratching his head as he looks away. I look away as well, shaking my head no.
"I-I…callled but you didn't hear so I yelled, sorry." I speak despite the stutters, Luthien walks to me, I let him pick me up, I feel his muscle flex under me as he adjusts me properly in his arms, yet again.
The women he loves would be lucky-
Wait.
Did I just think that?
The fuck is wrong with me!
"You okay?" Luthien asks, I blink my eyes as I come out of my trance, gulping I nod, looking anywhere but him. He slowly walks out, closing the door to washroom and places me softly on the bed.
"Thank you." I mumble, flustered.
"Your welcome. Do you need anything else?" He asks me.
I look up, shaking my head no.
"Tch." Unconsciously, I let it out. It was supposed to be in my head!
Eyes wide I look at him, he raises a brow, "What was that for?" He asks, sitting on the edge of the bed as he watches me.
"Huh?"
"You mumbled. What's wrong?" He presses onto it despite me trying to play it off cool.
I shake my head no, "I didn't." I say, forcing a smile.
He chuckles, "Hey, just…calm down." he says, looking at me, I blink my eyes, "Um…you are being nice, I am just…not used to it." I say, looking away.
I hear him clear his throat but I didn't dare face him.
"You didn't just say that." He mumbles, more like pissed.
I blink my eyes, "Sorry." I mumble, cursing under my breath.
"No." He starts, pushing his hair back. "I meant, you just know me for like days I can count." I look at him.
What does he mean to say?
"What?"
"I mean, you are not used to any side of me." He says, huffing.
I blink my eyes, embarrassed. Did I offend him?
"I am sorry." I say, looking away, more embarrassed.
Why do you open your mouth, Sie!
"No, don't apologize. I didn't mean to make you apologize." He says, startling me again.
Huh?
I look at him, frowning.
"I mean…don't make an image of me, yet. You…are still seeing me, like really." He says, I gasp, my breath stuck.
What does he mean by that?
And why does he look sad… that I judged him?