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[A/N: ayooo! I know its been awhile but I’ve finally finished a new chapter of this story...I promise I haven’t forgotten nor have I abandoned this story. I’m just having a bit of a slump I guess you can say. School is taking a lot of my time and I’m already having to narrow down my options for job applications once I get my degree so a lot is going on in my head and I haven’t had much time to visit this universe and add to it as I would like. But I promise this story will have an ending and I won’t discontinue it!]
I stood at the entrance of the kitchen, leaning against the wall as I looked over at the table. Mingi, Seonghwa, and Alix were sitting at the table while Hongjoong stood at the end of it, his back to me. From where I stood I could see a map laid out across the table, the four of them going over something in hushed voices. It didn’t take long for one of them to notice I was there, Alix giving me a small smile before nudging Mingi who was sitting next to him. When he raised his head to look at me Seonghwa did the same, Hongjoong was unaware of this as he stared at the map intently, still talking. He only stopped when the others got up in unison, the three of them leaving the kitchen. Only then did Hongjoong notice me there. I pushed myself off the wall and walked over to him silently. Hongjoong opened his mouth to say something but before he could get anything out I fell into his arms, wrapping my own arms tightly around his waist. He tensed under my touch for a split second before he relaxed, gently placing his arms around my shoulders, one of his hands resting against the back of my head.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, concern laced in his voice.
I tightened my hold on him, burying my face in the crook of his neck, “Nothing,” I mumbled but refused to let go.
I lied through my teeth because I didn’t want to worry him but I knew my silence just worried him more, even so I refused to tell him the truth. I refused to tell him that I was afraid, that I was terrified. I was scared of something happening to him, afraid that he’d be taken away from me too. I couldn’t stand that thought of being all alone again, not again.
-Yuri’s P.O.V-
I sat on the windowsill, staring out the window, absentmindedly staring up at the sky. What was I going to do? How was he even able to tell it was me? It’s been four years and I’ve obviously changed. Maybe there’s a possibility that he doesn’t actually--no, he definitely recognized me. If my face didn’t give me away then the sword he had gifted me as a farewell present was more than enough for him to figure out who I was. But what is he doing here in the first place? I’ve scouted the village several times over the years and not once did I see him. Did he just recently come back? What if he told Y/N that I’m alive? Would she even believe him?
Despite all the worries in my head I let out a sigh of relief, “At least she’s not alone anymore…”I muttered under my breath, a small smile playing on my lips at the thought.
“What are you smiling about?”
I tensed when I heard his voice, my blood running cold as I wiped the smile from my face. I refused to look him in the eye as I stood up from the windowsill, keeping my head down, “Nothing…”
He stood in front of me a moment longer before he left, his footsteps echoing until he was gone. When he was gone I let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding, my knees trembling for a second before I plopped back down onto the windowsill. It had been four years and he still instilled a fear in me I had never known before. My heart raced and my lungs felt like they were on fire every time he directed his words to me. If it wasn’t for Jongho I don’t know how I would’ve survived these last few years.
“Hey...hey breath...you’re okay…” Jongho whispered, sitting beside me as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders, his fingers finding their way into my hair.
It didn’t take long after that to finally get my breathing back in order. I let out one last shaky breath, running my hands over my face, “How much longer do I have to-” I cut myself off, tensing once more.
Even after all Jongho has done for me he was part of Jora’s crew. If he heard what I was about to say...I don’t even want to think about what would happen. Jongho let out a heavy sigh, tightening his hold on my shoulder for a second before he removed his arm, standing up to leave me alone on the windowsill, “Just be more careful next time, Yuri. You’ve been doing good for the last few years, just keep it up for a little longer...I’ll get you out of here soon.”
I sucked in a sharp breath at his words, reaching out to clutch tightly at his arm with both my hands, my fingers digging into his skin. I looked up at him, quickly shaking my head before letting it fall back, my eyes burning with tears, “No, no please. I--I’ll be fine. You don’t have to do that. Please, I’m begging you don’t even think about it. I don’t know if--if I’ll be able to go through that again. Please…” I begged, the tears that had built up finally falling.
Jongho said nothing, standing still as I cried, my tears falling to the floor. He exhaled slowly as he combed his fingers through my hair, “I’ll make sure not to get caught this time. Seeing you so miserable...I don’t know how much more I can take…”
I tightened my hold on him, looking up, “Jongho, promise me. He won’t stop at a simple beating this time. He--He’ll kill you.”
He clenched his jaw as he stared into my teary eyes but he quickly looked away, a frown on his face. I saw him chewing on his bottom lip, a habit he did when he was thinking. Even if he wasn’t looking at me I could still see the look he had in his eyes, it was one I knew well, one that had undoubtedly caused him trouble over the years.
“Jongho, please…” I muttered desperately my hold on him like a vice now.
“Yuri-”
“Promise me you won’t do anything.” I implored him.
He sighed heavily and closed his eyes, his brows furrowed, “I...I don’t think I c-”
“Jongho please!” I sobbed out, my heart crawling its way up my throat, “Promise me.”
He finally looked down, his eyes staring into my own. I could see the conflict going on in them until he closed his eyes again, placing his hand on the back of my head and pulled me towards him. As much as I wanted to go back to my sister I didn’t want to do it at the risk of his life. In these past four years Jongho’s the only one that’s made them bearable for me. The last time he tried to help me escape he was beaten half to death by Jora as they had me watch the whole time. It’s been about a year since then and I had convinced myself that I should just resign myself to living this life but after going back to the village I grew up in and seeing Hongjoong there I guess I had a longing to go back again, that longing not escaping Jongho. But even if I went back now what would I tell Y/N? She obviously thinks I’m dead somewhere...I’m sure the shock of knowing I’m alive would be too much for her right now. And I was the one that decided to go with Jora all on my own...what right do I even have to go back there now?
-Hongjoong’s P.O.V-
I leaned against the doorframe as I watched her sleep peacefully. She had refused to let me go a few hours ago in the kitchen so I suggested going to her room. The moment we got there I laid the both of us down, wrapping her tightly in my arms. Even without her telling me something was wrong I knew, I just didn’t know what the problem was. Even so just one look in her eyes told me just how sleep deprived she was so that’s why I had suggested we move to her room. The moment she laid her head on the pillow she was out like a light.
“Captain we-” I cut Alix off with a glare as soon as he started.
I glanced back at Y/N to see that she was still sleeping soundlessly, shutting the door as I turned back to Alix, “What is it?”
“We’ve secured outposts around the village, taking extra care to not scare the locals as you’ve ordered. Though...they’re much more scared of those bandits than they are of us...especially after we were the ones that got rid of them.” He quickly explained, his eyes going back and forth from the door to me then back.
I nodded along to his words, thinking over the plan we had discussed in the morning before Y/N walked into the kitchen. I had them create a perimeter around the village, only leaving the port open since it’d be easier to see anyone coming into the port than anywhere else. With the number of people I had I was able to assign at least three people to each outpost. It should be enough to fight off those bastards if they returned while still having enough to alert the rest of us. Every member of my crew was skilled in what they do so I had no doubts about their abilities but should I really be putting their lives at risk like this?
I sighed heavily, running my fingers through my hair, “Is everyone here?” I asked, turning to walk down the hall, silently telling him to follow.
“Yes. We were all about to go back to our posts after informing you.”
I nodded, seeing Seonghwa in the living room, a pensive look in his eyes, “Seonghwa, gather everyone outside, I have an announcement to make.”
He said nothing as he only stood up and walked out the front door. I guess he’s still angry about last time. I don’t really blame him either, I would be furious too if anyone threatened Y/N the way I threatened Eunwoo. But that was the only way I could guarantee Seonghwa to keep his mouth shut, at least until I managed to bring Yuri back to Y/N safe and sound.
“Alright everyone, before we go any further with this I want to ask if you’re willing to help me with protecting this village.” I announced, looking over at them, “I know some of you have family not far from here and I can’t guarantee that you’ll all still be alive when this is over. So I’m asking if anyone wants to back out and I’ll more than gladly drop you off at your chosen destinations, so long as it's not more than a few days' journey from here.”
They all stared at me dumbfounded by my words. Last time I ordered them to fight I ordered them to die as well, so many of my people were lost. This time I wanted to give them at least a choice, a chance to stay alive without having to risk anything. They murmured amongst each other before silently turning to Seonghwa. Without even sparing them a glance he heaved out a sigh, crossing his arm over his chest as he stepped forward.
“We joined your crew for a better life and for some adventure...and for the most part you’ve given it to us. We knew the risks that came with it and we’re prepared to deal with it. We’ll follow your orders, no matter what you decide and whether we agree with it or not.” He stated matter of factly, “But if you chose to leave this place you might’ve been met with some resistance from me and a few others but in the end your orders are absolute.”
I was shocked to hear those words coming from Seonghwa, especially after the tension that had been surrounding the two of us for the past few days since our argument. Not only that but the last time I gave an order to fight he lost his brother, someone neither I nor anyone else could replace. I wouldn’t have blamed him if he didn’t want to partake in something as uncertain as this but I guess I may have been underestimating him. A smirk finally made its way onto my face, my crew members mirroring it.
“Then, let's get to work shall we?” I asked, the smirk morphing into a grin when they all let out cheers of agreement.
They all dispersed, heading to their respective posts but I stopped Seonghwa before he could leave. I waited until we were alone to speak, “Seonghwa listen I-”
“Don’t apologize.” He cut me off curtly, running his fingers roughly through his hair, “I get why you had to resort to threatening Eunwoo but even if you apologize I won’t accept it. I’ll keep my mouth shut. Just...don’t say I didn’t warn you but this secret is too big to be held from her. If anything...be prepared to lose her over keeping this from her.”
“She won’t leave me over it.” I said quickly, mostly trying to convince myself that I’m not making a huge mistake.
He gave me a look but said nothing, turning on his heel and heading towards the village. I heaved out a sigh as I ran my finger through my hair, looking out over the rest of my crew. The one I was looking for stood out, his height making it easy to spot him.
“Mingi! C’mere for a second,” I called out to him, waving him over.
He quickly made his way over to me, waiting for me to speak, “Since you know Jora best, you're in charge of any decisions that need to be made in town, run them by Seonghwa before you do anything. Have Lea or Marshall report back to me if there's any change in the situation in town.”
“You’re not going into town?” He asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.
I shook my head, “I’m staying here in case they try and attack from here like they did four years ago.”
He frowned, concerned, “But if it’s just you here you won’t stand a chance against so many of them.”
“I haven’t survived this long because of my great looks,” I said with a smirk, his frown only deepening, “I’ll be fine by myself. Besides, the nearest outpost is a little over a mile away from here, I’m sure I can manage until they get here. That is if Jora decides to revisit that tactic of his from years ago.”
“But sir-”
“That’s enough of that. Get going, let Seonghwa know of what I decided.” I cut him off, turning on my heel as soon as I finished, not giving him a chance to say anything else.
The moment I reached the door of Y/N’s home I went inside and shut it behind me, surprised to see her sitting on the couch. A small smile made its way onto my face at the sight of her but it vanished the moment I noticed the bottle in her hands. I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach as I watched her stare at the bottle, as if contemplating if she should have a drink. She had been doing fairly well to keep her drinking down to a minimum, only having a glass or two at the pub when we went. Before my mind could wander back to a night that seemed so long ago I took hurried steps over to her, snatching the bottle out of her hands.
“You promised me you wouldn’t drink like this again,” I spat through gritted teeth, grabbing onto the bottle so tightly I thought it’d break in my hands if I squeezed any tighter, “After last time I thought you had learned but obviously I was mistaken. Will I have to babysit you again to make sure you don’t revert back to your old ways?! Now isn’t the time to be losing it Y/N! Not when Jora and his crew are out there! I can’t be protecting you from yourself and from that bastard! I can only-”
“I didn’t drink any…” She mumbled, her voice barely reaching my ears.
“What?” I asked, my voice having dropped down to a whisper.
“It's not even open.”
I looked down at the bottle in my hand to see that it was in fact sealed. I let out a relieved sigh, plopped down on the coffee table in front of her. I set the bottle down before burying my face in my hands.
“I wasn’t going to drink any…”
“If you weren’t going to drink any why would you take it out in the first place!” I shouted, losing my composure, “Do you have any idea what went through my head when I saw this bottle in your hands?! That time I found you on the ground on the verge of death because of this damn alcohol still haunts me! You promised me you would never drink like that ever again so please...please keep that promise.”
My voice broke towards the end of my sentence, a lump forming in my throat, the memory resurfacing. It was about a week after I had come back. I had left her alone for less than an hour, nothing should’ve happened in that short amount of time. But when I came back I found her in the middle of the hallway, laying face down on the floor, not moving. I thought she was dead with how unresponsive she was. My world came crashing down around me at just the thought. It felt like this unbearable weight had fallen on my heart and I knew I was never going to be the same, that is until she groaned low in her throat, moving the slightest bit.
I sucked in a shaky breath through my teeth, running my fingers through my hair as I willed the tears not to fall, “I’ve lost way too many people in my life,” I began, speaking to fill the silence to try and keep my emotions in check but it seemed to have the opposite effect, “I’ve had to say goodbye to so many people way too early but the thought of having to say goodbye to you, permanently, it’d be way to much for me to handle. You’re the one person, the only one I never want to have to say goodbye to. So just the idea...of never hearing your voice, seeing your smile, hearing your laugh that I love so much, never being able to hear or see you again for the rest of my life is something I know I won’t be able to go through,” I continued, my voice breaking but at this point I didn’t care, the tears I had fought back free falling as I stared at the floor, “So please, I’m begging you, please keep the promise you made me. Don’t make me have to say goodbye to you too…”
I bit down harshly on my bottom lip, fiercely wiping the tears from my face as they continued to fall. I heard her sigh softly before she spoke, “I really wasn’t going to drink any. I...I dreamt of that night when those bastards first came and I grabbed the bottle out of habit. I did go to open it at first but then I remembered the look on your face after I woke up that one night,” She paused, averting her gaze before she continued, “I...I was just so scared. I know you and the rest of your crew know how to fight and how to win but I just—I just can’t help but be afraid that this would be the one battle you lost. And I hate to say this, I really do because it just shows how much of a terrible and selfish person I am, but what scares me most, even more than the thought of losing you is the thought of being alone again. Everyone I’ve ever loved has left, died in one way or another, leaving me behind. It’s the reason why I tried so hard to push you away, I didn’t get attached only to be left behind again.”
I set my jaw at her words, my heart twisting in my chest at the silent tears that fell from her eyes, “Even if Jora gets the better of me, even if we’re outnumbered 100 to 1 I won’t die. I will do everything in my power to fight and live on so I can come back to you. I can’t promise that I’ll be back safe and sound or that I’d be in one piece but I can and promise that I will come back to you alive. I’m never going to leave you, do you understand me? That is never going to happen,” I said in a firm voice, getting up from where I was and pulling her into a tight hug.
The two of us shared the same fear, the fear of being alone. Sure I had my crew and I cared about all of them deeply but there had always been this emptiness I carried with me for as long as I could remember, long before I had ever met Y/N. But as I grew to know her better and my feelings for her grew so big I didn’t know what to do with them. I hadn’t realized it at first but that emptiness I had always walked around was gone whenever I was with her but the moment I put two and two together I swore to myself I’d do anything to stay by her side. Not even death could stop me from being with her and a mere man like this Jora is no match for me.
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[No sentías que necesitaras estar en una relación romántica para ser feliz o para dejar de sentirte solo. Sí, entiendo que los demás son capaces de hacerte feliz, pero si sales a buscar una relación con el único propósito de estar en una relación o porque eres el único en tu grupo de amigos que está soltero al final, terminaras peor que cuando comenzó toda la farsa.]
Me recosté mientras observaba a todos mis amigos con sus parejas. Me burlé amargamente cuando vi los pequeños toques persistentes o miradas que se daban el uno al otro. De acuerdo, estaba amargado por estar solo, pero si al menos uno de mis amigos estuviera soltero, no creo que hubiera sido un gran problema, pero no. Cada uno de ellos tenía a alguien… todos menos yo. Ni siquiera sé por qué siempre acepto salir con ellos cuando siempre terminaba sintiéndome mal por mí mismo..
“Creo que me voy a casa ahora… les enviaré un mensaje de texto más tarde”. Gruñí mientras me levantaba de mi asiento, bebiendo lo último de mi vaso.
Giré sobre mis talones y me fui, ignorando sus llamados. El aire fresco de la noche era agradable en comparación con el aire sofocante del bar. Suspiré pesadamente, metiendo mis manos en mis bolsillos mientras me dirigía a casa. No recuerdo cuando me amargué tanto por estar soltero, hace unos años no me importaba, pero ahora era como si hiciera un giro total. Creo que mi edad tiene algo que ver, pero solo tengo veinticuatro años. Supongo que ver a todas las personas de mi edad en relaciones me hace sentir que debería estar en una también, lo que por cierto era una completa mierda.
Tal vez me sentía más amargado porque mi última relación… bueno, no terminó bien. Todo lo que hicimos fue pelear y … Pelear un poco más. Ni siquiera puedo recordar si fui feliz durante toda esa relación. Era demasiado celosa y exigente y aparentemente yo no estaba allí para ella lo suficiente. Puse los ojos en blanco con solo pensar en ella, mi molestia se duplicó.
“¡Ah, a la mierda!” Grité, pateando una roca que se encontraba en mi camino.
Lo vi volar, mis ojos se agrandaron cuando golpeó a alguien en la rodilla. Rápidamente comencé a disculparme, acortando la distancia entre nosotros para asegurarme de que ella estaba bien. La reconocí en el momento en que la miré a la cara. T / N… vivía en el apartamento arriba del mío. Ella era un poco gruñona, no creo que la haya visto sonreír y mucho menos escucharla reír alguna vez. Ese pensamiento siempre me hizo fruncir el ceño ya que ella era más que hermosa. ¿Qué pudo haber pasado para que una chica como ella fuera tan cascarrabias?
“Si vas a hacer una rabieta, intenta asegurarte de que no haya nadie cerca”. Dijo con un tono de voz aburrido, mirándose la rodilla por un momento antes de volver a mirarme a los ojos, “Sabes, no solo te estás avergonzando a ti mismo, es vergonzoso para cualquier otra persona que esté mirando”.
Y con eso se fue, entrando en nuestro edificio de apartamentos. La miré fijamente, con la boca abierta. Cualquiera puede corregirme si me equivoco, pero creo que ella simplemente me acaba de insultar.
Me reí, pasando mis dedos por mi cabello antes de seguirla. Pasé a través de las puertas del ascensor justo cuando se estaban cerrando, presionando el número de mi piso antes de girarme hacia ella. Ni siquiera me miró a los ojos, estaba mirando las puertas del ascensor con una expresión seria en su rostro.
“No estaba haciendo una rabieta … simplemente me molesté por un segundo”.
Ella permaneció en silencio por un segundo, sus ojos todavía estaban enfocados en las puertas cerradas frente a ella. Pensé que solo me iba a ignorar cuando finalmente encontró mi mirada.
“¿Por qué me estás explicando? No es que me importe “.
Abrí la boca para responder, pero inmediatamente la cerré. Mientras la miraba, no me di cuenta de que las puertas del ascensor se habían abierto.
"¿No te vas a bajar?”
Su pregunta me tomó por sorpresa mientras miraba a mi alrededor, y finalmente me di cuenta de que era mi turno de bajar. Rápidamente me bajé antes de que se cerraran las puertas. Si hubiera llegado unos segundos más tarde, habría tenido que dejar subir el ascensor y volver a bajar. Seguí mirándola, incapaz de apartar los ojos de su rostro. Justo cuando las puertas estaban a punto de cerrarse, una sonrisa apareció en su rostro, con una mirada divertida brillando en sus ojos.……
“Por última vez, no voy a ir, Mingi”. Casi grité a través del teléfono.
Tenía el teléfono en altavoz, y mis manos ocupadas. Apreté la mandíbula por la risa que llegó a través del teléfono. Ni siquiera fue una risa, fue más una risita. Ese idiota…
“¿Qué? ¿No te gusta que te recuerden lo solo que estás? ” Bromeó, mientras los otros se reian entre dientes ante sus palabras
“Vete a la mierda, Song Mingi”.
Eso fue todo lo que dije antes de colgar, arrojar mi teléfono en el sofá y continuar con el juego en el que estaba cuando llamó. Pero sus palabras me enojaron tanto que no pude concentrarme.
-T/N P.O.V-
Me acosté en el sofá, sin hacer nada en particular, mirando sin pensar al techo mientras trataba de despejar mi mente de todos y cada uno de los pensamientos que la rodeaban. O al menos ese era el plan hasta que escuché una fuerte maldición que subía por el suelo. Gemí en voz alta, girándome de lado y miré al suelo con una mirada furiosa, ese idiota. Esperé a que se detuviera, pero parecía hacerse más fuerte con cada segundo que pasaba. No fue hasta después de un minuto que golpeé contra las tablas del piso con fuerza.
“¡Eh, 305! ¡Cállate antes de que baje y te calle yo misma! “ Grité, escuchando inmediatamente una tímida disculpa seguida de silencio.
Suspiré, volteandome de espaldas una vez más, poniendo mi brazo sobre mis ojos. Había estado en silencio durante unos buenos diez minutos antes de que volviera a escucharlo, pero esta vez más fuerte. Apreté los dientes y salté del sofá. Refunfuñando para mí misma, me puse los zapatos con rabia antes de bajar a su apartamento y cerrar la puerta con fuerza detrás de mí. Salté los últimos tres escalones, doblando la esquina hacia donde estaba su puerta. No me contuve mientras golpeaba la puerta con fuerza, la puerta temblaba por la fuerza que estaba usando. No me detuve hasta que abrió la puerta.
"Mira, no sé por qué estás gritando y, francamente, no me importa. Pero callate. ¡Algunos de nosotros estamos tratando de dormir! ”
“Son las dos de la tarde …”
“¡No me importa qué hora es! Carajos, cállate 305, antes de que te calle para siempre ”. Escupí antes de girar sobre mis talones y comenzar a alejarme.
“Tengo un nombre, sabes.”
Me congelé en seco, mis manos se cerraron en puños a mi lado. Antes de que pudiera detenerme, me di la vuelta y regresé a su puerta. Una mirada de pánico cruzó sus rasgos cuando cerró la puerta justo antes de que yo llegara a él. Pateé la puerta con molestia, escuchando el clic de la cerradura.
“No te hagas el inteligente conmigo ahora, 305. Te aseguro que te arrepentirás profundamente. Así que mantén la boca cerrada si sabes lo que te conviene ”. Lo amenacé entre dientes.
Y no quieres que sepa tu nombre porque en el momento en que lo haga … se acabó para ti.
Con ese pensamiento, giré sobre mis talones y volví arriba, subiendo las escaleras de dos en dos. Una vez que estuve de regreso en mi apartamento, me dejé caer en el sofá, suspirando profundamente. Cerré los ojos, tratando de volver a ese estado tranquilo y cómodo en el que estaba antes, pero era más fácil decirlo que hacerlo. Suspiré una vez más, pero esta vez fue por frustración. Me volví a sentar, pisoteando el suelo con un pie muy fuerte para indicarle al idiota que todavía estaba enojada. Bueno, ahí va mi único día libre. Había estado trabajando sin parar estas últimas semanas y hoy era el único día que tenía en el que mi agenda estaba completamente vacía. Si hubiera sabido que la vida sería tan estresante, nunca me hubiera convertido en un-
“¡Te lo digo amigo, mi vecina, ella está tratando de matarme! ¡Ni siquiera estaba siendo tan ruidoso y ella vino aquí golpeando mi puerta como una loca! ”
Miré hacia las tablas del suelo al escuchar su voz, escuchando atentamente lo que estaba diciendo. Sin embargo, no es que realmente me importara lo que pensara de mí. Él podía pensar lo peor de mí y a mí seguirá sin importarme.
“Amigo, juro por Dios que mi vida pasó ante mis ojos”.
Me estremecí ante la palabra “Dios”, un escalofrío recorrió mi espalda. Exhalé profundamente por la nariz mientras me levantaba de mi asiento, ignorando lo que sea que él seguía parloteando y dirigiéndome a la cocina. Acababa de llegar al mostrador cuando mi entorno cambió de repente. Miré a mi alrededor con una expresión aburrida antes de suspirar profundamente, vislumbrando mi verdadera apariencia en el cristal frente a mí.
“¿Por qué alguien siempre tiene que llamarme incluso en mi día libre? No soy el único maldito demonio en esta ciudad que existe". Murmuré, mirando fijamente a mi propio reflejo, mis ojos negros como la boca de la chica que me miraba fijamente.
Dejé escapar un suave suspiro, cerré los ojos por un momento e incliné la cabeza de un lado a otro, estirando las alas en mi espalda, “Ahora, ¿qué quieres?” Pregunté, yendo directo al grano, examinando distraídamente mis garras negras.
“Yo … yo …”
Miré hacia arriba, mis ojos se encontraron con los de ella. Ella se estremeció cuando eso paso, dando un paso atrás. Ah, esta debe ser su primera vez. Ella no debe saber que no puedo tocarla … al menos no con este maldito pentagrama intacto. Sonreí, una mirada traviesa cruzó mis rasgos. Eso no significa que no pueda divertirme un poco, ¿verdad? Sin una palabra, estiré un ala, el extremo casi tocando su cara cuando ella cayó hacia atrás, un grito escapó de sus labios. No pude evitar reírme ante el puro terror que estaba en su rostro. Con una sonrisa me agaché frente a ella, abrazando mis rodillas contra mi pecho, extendí una mano pero ella se arrastró hacia atrás bastante rápido.
“N-No te acerques más …” Apenas logró decir, su voz temblaba con cada palabra.
Fruncí el ceño ante sus palabras, dejando que mi mano volviera a mi costado. Toqué el interior de mi mejilla con mi lengua, sus palabras me irritaban. Ella es la que me convocó, pero ¿no quiere que me acerque más? Humanos …
“Bien. ¿Qué deseas? Todavía no me lo has dicho y mi tiempo es muy valioso ”. Dije con voz firme y seria.
Se quedó en silencio por un momento, como si tratara de recordar para qué me llamó. Realmente no le tomó mucho recordar, la mirada en sus ojos se oscureció significativamente, sus manos se cerraron en puños. Se levantó del suelo y se paró frente a mí, con una mirada determinada en su rostro. No pude evitar sonreír mientras yo también estaba de pie, esperando en silencio a que ella hablara.
“Mi hermanastra… quiero que se vaya. Ella siempre recibe toda la atención y los elogios y siempre me dejan a un lado. Incluso mi propio padre la prefiere antes que a mí.“
Arqueé una ceja al escuchar sus palabras, mis ojos finalmente vieron su aura. Ah… es verde… y muy oscura. Este es un sentimiento común entre los que me convocan. Al menos la mitad de ellos me piden que me deshaga de alguien porque quieren llamar la atención. Suspiré por lo que parecía ser la enésima vez hoy, sintiendo lástima por personas como ella. Lástima y un poco de ira fue todo lo que sentí por estos humanos que pensaban que convocarme era su última esperanza en la vida. Me enoja porque el precio que pagan por lo que piden es demasiado alto. Y verlos aceptar mis acuerdos por algo tan trivial… no saben lo que tienen.
"Bien. Pero estoy segura de que sabes que necesito algo a cambio… ”
"¡Haré lo que sea! Solo por favor … ayúdame".
Le di una última mirada antes de cerrar los ojos por un momento, “¿Cuál es tu nombre?”
“Yonomori Momo”.
“Momo… por favor deshaz este pentagrama. Incluso solo borrandi la línea me permitirá irme. Pero ahora ni siquiera puedo pasar por encima de él sin experimentar un dolor insoportable y prefiero no pasar por eso hoy “.
"Pero tus alas …”
“Ah. Estas alas son solo una mera extensión de mí misma… realmente no cuenta si se mueven, pero si digamos que mi pierna o mi mano lo hacen… “ Me detuve, esperando que entendiera mi punto.
"Pero aún…”
Suspiré, de nuevo, frotando una mano sobre mi frente mientras la miraba con exasperación, “Mira, tratare estos temas en la próxima reunión de demonios, pero ahora necesito salir de aquí para poder sellar nuestro trato. y deshacerme de esa hermanastra tuya. Entonces, ¿me vas a dejar salir o no?"
Dudó por un momento antes de borrar la línea con su pie. En el momento en que lo hizo, finalmente me sentí libre. Estiré mis brazos hacia el cielo y salí del pentagrama ahora arruinado. Le di una sonrisa y puse mis manos sobre sus hombros.
"Yonomori Momo, tu alma ahora es mía”. Dije con una sonrisa, mis ojos negros absorbiéndola y atrapándola en mi mirada.
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