Chapter 125 - 125- A Week Of Dreams And Nightmares Pt3

"Stop. Stop it dammit!" The stranger shouted and grabbed the hand he was holding the letter opener with. Allias' eyes opened widely and in shock somehow, tripping on his own foot, lost in the confusion he managed to push him off. The man trying to calm him down was caught off guard when he was suddenly out in the open. "Shit" He shouted and Allias extended his hand to stop and catch him, his body bending over a bit too much resulting in both of them falling off after all.

He was literally freefalling.

The use of their supernatural powers was obviously an option for both of them so they could save themselves from a very nasty fall. It wouldn't kill him but the thought of a dislocated limb that Allias would have to put back into place was disgusting enough at it was. It easily brought him shivers. Unfortunately, in moments of shock the use of magic was something that most of the times failed him, since he was still not very well trained. His emotions would get the better of him and he could end up making things worse. 

Allias had a very terrifying view of the stoned ground as he fell. The painful, rounded stones in many tones of grey approaching faster and faster until his vision was covered by the black shirt of the man who was falling with him. Having slipped out first he was underneath him and with a swift move he grabbed Allias' wrist bringing him in his embrace and shielding him from the fall. The young prince's eyes widened in shock as he heard his back crack with the fall and for a second he was caged in the warm embrace without a single sign of movement from his protector. 

"You are an idiot" The man groaned and released him. Allias sitting up, staring at his face in awe. 

"What are you doing here?" He asked him and the raven haired man scowled. 

"I came to see my boyfriend but I guess he doesn't want me anymore and just wishes to kill me. Get off of me. It hurts" He groaned and Allias in a hurry tried to relief him from his weight. 

"I need to call a doctor" he mumbled as he noticed the deep cut he had horizontally caused on his nose. 

"No stay." He stopped him by grabbing his wrist again. "I will be fine in a while."

"Was it you this morning too? The one who was following me?"

"I wasn't following you. I came to visit you but I saw you with that kid and I didn't want him to see me so I decided to wait until nightfall."

"I thought you were an assassin" Allias said, letting out a relived huff of air as he looked at him. 

"What kind of assassin would just go into your room like that? Making noise and all. Grow up"

"You don't have to be so mean to me. I was really worried." Allias said and played with the edges of his shirt. He was really embarrassed about what just happened, not to mention that he had injured him. He was probably in a lot of pain right now, while his bones snapped back into place. 

To his surprise, he was taking it very well, like he had experienced such pain before. Lying there he took heavy breaths, his muscled chest slowly rising up and down. His voice as he spoke was rough like he hadn't drunk any water in a while and the blood oozing from his wound on his face had pained a red trail. Allias was pretty sure this would scar. It would heal very soon but judging of the flow of blood it would leave a small horizontal mark, reminding him of this very ridiculous moment. His eyes shone under the clear moonlight. It was a sight to behold, keep it one's memory till everything else was gone. There was a tension in them. The restrain of keeping in the pain and his tense jaw was saying more than his lips would ever. 

"I took a nasty fall for you and shielded you. I deserve to be mean" he replied and closed his eyes, a frown deforming his handsome face as wrinkles formed on his smooth forehead. 

"I am sorry Theseus" The young man in the brim of tears. He had hurt him without wanting to. 

His lover smiled, a smirk appearing on his lips and his hand that was on the ground, dusty from the soil in the cracks of the path they had landed found his. He intertwined their fingers and squeezed his hand. 

"As it seems with you nothing is boring. Is quite entertaining" he commented. "I am fine don't worry. It was my pleasure shielding you my prince." 

"Don't call me that. I am not a prince with you." 

"Then what are you?" Theseus asked him with an entertained expression. With his very careful eyes he had noticed how Allias was bushing even in the darkness, their only guide the stars as they flickered on the sky. 

"Your…your boyfriend?" He asked and shrank, still not letting go of Theseus' hand. The man laughed, the sound of glee echoing in the isolated part of the palace. It was just the two of them, as if the people had completely disappeared. The only other sounds were those of nature. The calm wind through the tree leaves, the sound of bugs and the running water from an artificial little river existing just a few steps away from them. It was a moment of unique peace as the night embraced them. 

"My boyfriend. That sounds nice" Theseus mumbled and Allias nodded, his hair falling in front of his eyes. He opened his arms inviting his self-proclaimed boyfriend in his arms, this time not to protect him but to feel him close. They knew each other for a few years now. Unfortunately having the chance to meet only a few times but every time Theseus locked eyes with him he recognized the ache in his chest. His rough heart for the first time felt anxious of being separated from him and every time they met he was trying hard to get enough of him. Touch him, kiss him, talk to him. He needed to get as much of this wonderful person called Allias to make it through his next mission but how could he achieve that? When the green eyed prince had so much to offer. He just kept being greedy for more, every time telling himself that it was fine to stay just one more hour, just one more day. He had been turned into a hopeless fool and every time Allias smiled at him he realized that he didn't even mind. If he had to pay with his heart and mind to see him being happy he would give everything. 

Allias dived into his embrace making him grunt. His movements were a bit sloppy, impatient for their bodies to meet and he looked at him with his guilty eyes, biting his lip as he mouthed another sorry. Theseus couldn't help but laugh. It was fine. No matter what he did it would be fine. 

"My mother says I am traumatized by my father's death. That's why I am such a coward." Allias confessed. He always was troubled by his mother's words. 

"The boy I met, running away at the village was definitely not a coward. I don't think that your worries were groundless. I mean you are the number one target. There is a very big bounty on your head in the black market you know." 

"How do you know that?" Allias asked surprised. Actually he almost knew nothing about Theseus except the fact that he was an elf from the Disee Tribe running off to undercover missions. He was probably working for the Disee palace but beyond that he couldn't make any assumptions and every time he asked the man would dodge the subject. Allias couldn't help but wonder many times, how could he have such feelings for a person he barely knew? Was it because he was handsome? A shallow feeling like that though shouldn't make him wait patiently, think of his next arrival. It was more than that. It was…

"I just do" Theseus said and winked at him, playfully. Wrapping his arms tighter around him. Allias leaned on his elbows and faced Theseus, loosening the grip around his lean body. He stared at him, not breaking their gaze even after a while. He was going to leave soon he wanted to get as much of him as he could. The two lovers seemed to be in the same track on that. Unable to just get enough. 

Allias would try to memorize every spot. Even know that his face was bloody, he would stare at him like he was a work of art. One of those expensive painting his mother owned, in their art room. None of them could even compare to the feelings Theseus caused him. Was that it? Was it that Theseus was art? Beautiful, exotic and wrapped in a veil of dark mystery. Was that the reason Allias felt so smitten with him? 

Theseus appreciated this silence. The way the stars framed Allias. The sensation of his hair landing on his chest, brushing on his skin gently, making him shiver. His half opened lips as he looked at him like some kind of rare specimen. They were so kissable, tempting him more than the devil. His lean fingers, the sensation of his fingertips caressing his cheek, during this calmness Theseus could see clearly. Every detail, every breath was noticeable. 

"Allias" he called out to him and the young prince hummed in response. "I love you, I love you so much" 

At first Allias felt like he was dreaming. It was the first time someone had told him these words and the sound was oh, so sweet. How can a sentence taste like everything sweet, smell like every flower in the world and sound like the most magnificent music? They were just words after all.

Love, yes that was what Allias felt.