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"I promise," he mumbled before connecting his lips with Jas. His hands just traveled above his waist and under his shirt.
"I promise," he mumbled before connecting his lips with Jas. His hands just traveled above his waist and under his shirt.
He moaned softly and pressed closer Nick, wanting him, needing him closer. He tilted his head to match hiNick's movements and wrapped his arms around his neck
Nick had licked Jas's lips asked for an entrance as he raised his knee slightly.
He whimpered slightly before parting his lips further. "Not hungry for breakfast, huh?" he teased, lips brushing against Nick's
"I'm always hungry for you, but you should go see what kritanta wants," he smiled pulling away from Jas.
He pouted slightly "You can't just kiss a guy like that and pull away so quickly." He pressed another kiss to Nick's lips before gathering the plates and standing up "I'll be back in a few minutes." He pulled open the door and found Kritanta on the other side "Hi stalker," He said with a laugh
"You two had some fun huh?" she chuckled with a blush on her face. "Anyway, I found out who he as and asked him to come here is that alright? You should hear his exclamation for why he shot Nick. I practically started laughing in my mind. I am a very good actress. I am an assassin after all."
"Oh this should be good," Jas smiled humorlessly and nodded "it's fine, he won't live another day to figure out a way to get out anyways." he rolled his shoulders a jerked his chin "lets hear him out." He glanced back at Nick "I'll be right back love."
"Can you-Can you take me with you?" Nick was starting to get anxious that Jas said he was leaving. "Please?" he asked in a soft voice. What Jas didn't know was that the bullet that ran through him, it hurt him mentally. He couldn't stand the thought of being left alone even with a friend. The only people he trusts are his sister and Jas.
Jas nodded to Kritanta, letting her go before heading back inside "are you sure you want to see the man that shot you?" he asked gently, completely different than a few seconds ago
"Y-Yeah, I'm sure," he said looking Jas in the eyes. "I also want to be with you."
Jas's eye softened as he moved closer to him "alright, as long as you're sure you can handle it." he said gently, pressing a kiss to Nick's brow before wrapping an arm around his waist and helping him up.
"Thank you," he smiled. He didn't want to rely on Jas this much, but he knew he had to. "Do I have to go far?"
"No love, just down the hall," he said, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "You're welcome." Once in the living room, Jas set Nic down on the couch "alright, where is he?"
"Thank you," Nick said softly.
"He'll be here in 3, 2, 1," Kritanta looked up as the guy opened the door. Kritanta shut the door and locked it. "Double-sided locked door. Nice."
He nodded "Can't be too careful." He stood from his seat on the couch and stared at the man "Now give me one reason why i shouldn't send you to the depth of hell where you belong?" he asked, the promise of murder laced within his words, a world of pain promised behind his eyes.
Rider shook in his place. "Sit down Rider~" Kritanta smirked and placed a chair in front of Jas. Rider had no choice, but to do what she said. "He. Doesn't. Deserve. You." Rider spoke.
Jas smirked, crossing his arms over his chest "Oh yeah? then who do I deserve? someone supposedly better? there is no better." He stopped in front of him and leaned in close "why. did. you. shoot. him." he growled
"Because I hate him! You deserve me! I mean look at him he's practically shaking and your telling me there's no one better. I wanted to see him helpless enough for you to leave him. He doesn't love you. He never will. I will love you forever. No conditions or burdens," Nick clenched his hands when he heard the word burden. Nick wanted to say something, but couldn't.
Jas brandished a knife from his sleeve, the same one as before that he used to kill the ghost. "You" he pointed the knife at Rider "shot the man I love!" He yelled, plunging the knife close to his heart, hovering right over the spot. "you shoot him! while he's in my arms and then dare come to my home and tell me all these lies?!" He shook his head in disgust "you don't even know who I am…" his eyes shown again with the white light from before "what I am…"
"Jas," Nick said softly tugging at his shirt. He shook his head. "Don't turn back into that person Jas. I know he did something bad, but spare him please?"
Jas straightened, knife still aimed at Rider's heart. "You have five minutes to get out of my house. I see you ever again, no one will stop me from plunging this into your chest." He promised, taking a step back to let him get up "get out. Now."
Rider scrammed out the chair trying to open the door. "Can you unlock the door first!" he yelled shaking
Jas rolled his eyes and headed over to the door "my knife is faster than a bullet." He muttered, keeping an eye on Rider as he unlocked and opedEd the door
Rinder stumbled out and ran as far away as he could. "Thank you, Jas, for not killing him."
Jas sighed and leaned against the door. "Why?" He asked softly "why would you spare him?"
"Well, even though I killed in the past every time I see it, it makes me sick, so I always try to avoid it. I know he shot me and all, but he doesn't deserve it. You've shot people that have had family's right? People they cared for? Maybe he has someone he loves that's not you that would want him to stay alive. Even if he doesn't know it. There's someone out there that loves him the same way I love you." Nick smiled.
Jas shoved himself off the door and walked over to Nick, settling beside him and leaning his head shoulder "I'm sorry…." He whispered, shutting his eyes to calm himself down a bit.
"It's alright Jas," Nick closed his eyes as well while he held Jas's hand.
"I'm not a good hero…" He muttered, burrying his face further into Nick's shoulder "he was right. You deserve better than me." He continued, shaking slightly as curled up on the couch
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