♤SPRING SHIELD (MxM) ~fantasy~♤

On the other side

Elijah

"Patrolling the city,its my turn tonight."I explain further maybe he's face is because he doesn't understand me,
"Patrolling? Seriously,you guys have to walk around at night,isn't that for police officers?"he asks,looking slightly baffled by this information that makes sense for anyone else,
"Yes,essentially but on nights like tonight when rift markers pick up on a rift possibly opening its normal for us to go."I say to him before walking out of door to which he follows me. Weird,
"So you're just gonna leave? When will you come back?"
"Maybe 3am,depends what happens out there."
"And what if something happens out there?"
"Then I deal with it- why are you so invested in this?"I say stopping right at the master bedrooms double doors,slightly annoyed but he doesn't seem to care or notice,
"Because you're leaving at this hour,I mean it's almost ten right now."I check my watch and nearly pinch him because it's nine ten pm,
"I think you might be a little tired,Kristian,why don't you head to bed?"
"I'm fine and-"I shut my door into his face so I can change,"Rude! I was just curious and anyway you were going to leave the children alone,weren't you?"he says from behind the door and I sigh slipping my shirt over my head,
"No,I was going to call my regular nanny if my mom and you didn't show up."
"Oh,well. Do you have to go?"
"Yes,it's part of my duty as an avatar. Why do you even care?"
"Because maybe I want to,"I slip my pants off leaving me in my briefs making me feel weird because I can hear him on the other end of the door. I makes me feel like he can see me.
Uncomfortable,I pull my suit on as quickly as possible and pull the zipper up. I flex my body around because the fabric is extremely compact even though it looks stream lined. It's a cool black sheen,that appears dark green under a little light. Just some flare to let them know. Otherwise it's an amazing suit that has a lot of cool features that ensure my safety.
"Wow-"Kristian says when I open the door,but stops himself. Idiot. "Are you going to fight that thing we fought the other day?"
"Dark cloud not thing,and maybe,only if something happens out there which I doubt."
"Then why do have to go?"
"Red."I warn,tightening my band to my skin tight suit,
"I just don't want my employer to die then lose my only source of income."he says and I bark out a laugh,
"Do think that's all it takes to kill an avatar of Spring?"
"Maybe yes,maybe no."he says,holding both of his arms inwards like he's cold from all the worry that he refuses to show,
"I promise you I'll be fine. What I'm wearing alone,is both fire and water resistant,has a built in parachute and is a poor conductor of electricity. That's just to name a few. This combined with my skills- I think I'll be fine."
"I wasn't worrying about you,I just- I don't know. Have a good one,I guess."he turns around by his heel and waves his hand up in air with his back turned. He heads back to his bedroom and I make sure I hear the door click shut before I leave.

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"Thank goodness it was just crime tonight."Azaar tells me,stretching his arms out once we finish talking to the police about the armed robbery and coming back to the head quarters,
While we were patrolling we noticed two men and woman dressed in black. We tailed them and caught them in act. Humans are always better than dark creatures,the latter can run but the other simply can't.
I don't say anything to Azaar about my thoughts of cutting the police budget down by more than half in the next board meeting. Azaar has always had alot of powerless friends,me and the other avatars are where it starts and ends.
"Heading home?"he asks,pulling shorts over his suit and a hoodie over his head,making it look like an outfit,
"Yeah,I'm exhausted."I check the time and see that it's already four am. I groan,if they weren't powerless humans we could used our powers against them and sped up the process. Especially when it comes to me and Azaar,we have an extremely high task compatibility. I surround them with roots and he burns them alive.
"Okay,then I'm going to one of the bars to evaluate."in his free time away from not accepting the role of heir he runs three high end bars and night clubs. Tying into the fact that we all have lives away from this drama,
I watch as he gets on his motorcycle,waves and drives off into the city life.
I do the same but head to my house.
I trudge through the hall with sloth like movements,what a long day. When I reach my bedroom door with my cup of chamomile tea,unmistakably,I hear something strange. It can't be ignored so I open my door set my cup down and grab my dagger from my night stand and rush back out.
I trace the sounds origin with my eyes shut,step by step until the entrance of Kristian's bedroom. My heart pounds as it sounds more clear. A muffled struggle.
What could possibly be in there? Slowly,I put my fingers over the door knob and when the noise continues I open the door knife in hand.
Except there's no one there,just Kristian startled in a sitting position on his bed. "Are you alright?"I ask from the door way and he looks at me,
"You're back."he mutters,running a hand through his face,still sleeping,
"Are you okay?"I demand walking just a step closer. He sucks in a breath and purses his lips together,
"I'm fine,I just had a bad dream."he groans,pulling the covers off of himself revealing the silk pajamas that I knew he was going to wear. Its closest to his size.
He walks off into the bathroom and water runs down the sink.he comes out dabbing a towel onto his damp face,"What kind of dream makes you struggle like that?"
"A night terror then."he says,coming towards me making me step outside his bedroom. He locks the door behind him,even though he looks like he's saying the truth I don't believe him,
"If someone was trying to hurt you-"
"No one was trying to harm me,Lewis. I'm fine,see?"he raises his arms up and lets me look at him. He does look fine upon my inspection. My eyes go up and down his frame and I nearly make a face when I see his open collar bone.
The clothes fit him,but not well enough. One sleeve is pulled downwards over his smaller shoulder width,revealing the bare skin above his chest. Kristian is no where near pale,he has a satisfying tan that looks like he spent just the right amount of time in the sun.
I won't be shameless and lie,just so I can say I've never noticed his body. I have and it's normal to like what someone looks like. But not for me,I've been celibate for well over seven years and I don't get physically attracted to someone. Ever.
"Having trouble sleeping?"
"Not really,when did you come back?"
"Just now."
"Did something happen out there?"I wonder what reaction he would have If I told him that an armed robber stabbed me in my arm. Its too late to test it out,
"No,nothing."I lie and turn away so he doesn't catch on,
"Are you having trouble sleeping?"he asks throwing the question back at me as we walk side by side just so I can pick up my cup,
"On nights like these,I do."
"Chamomile?"he says pointing at my cup with his finger and using his other hand to yawn,
"Why don't I make you a cup?"
"If it tastes good,"I chuckle at his admission and lead the way down the stairs in the darkness. I don't startle when he holds onto my arm so I can guide him without turning the light on.
I turn on the kitchen light and prepare a cup for him,there was still hot water into the kettle. As always I pluck a leaf from my mint stub in the kitchen. With my abilities I force the leaf into the clear glass mug forcing it to dissolve its flavours into the cup. Bubbles come up and I Kristian gives me small claps like I've just performed,
"A little extra,but I like it."he tells me,I fight the smile that wants to appear on my lips. He takes the cup and sips it,"Crisp."he says walking away from the kitchen and sitting on the second last step on the stairs,
"Must you sit there?"I ask crossing my arms over my chest and he looks up at me holding both the steaming cup with both his hands,
"Sitting on a flight of stairs taking a midnight snack is a deadly combo."he explains his eyes lit with what I think is memories of doing it in the past. He taps the space beside him,inviting me to sit,
Sipping my tea I wonder if he lied to me the same way I lied to him and did have trouble sleeping.
"Hmm,sweet,did you add honey?"
"I prefer it compared to sugar."
"Again,on brand."We've fallen. Me and Kristian have fallen into a rhythm,we bicker,we amuse each other and sometimes I find myself wanting to make him smile. I keep telling myself that today will be different,today I'll keep him at arms length.
I'm simply too enamoured by the feelings he's evoking to actually care for reason.
I stop smiling when I realise that this is embarrassing. I need to get myself together. I need to be the man I've always been.
"Can I take a nap at work this morning?"
"Why don't you go and buy the poison you call coffee and rid yourself of that dream."
"You,sir,are one of the meanest men I know."he says,his head falling onto my shoulder. I'm about to tell him to get off me when I hear her,
"Elijah."I jolt in place and so does he,we both stand straighter because we may have different minds but we know how this looks to my mother. Kristian is in his silk pajamas that don't fit and I'm talking at this time at night.
My mother knows me. She knows I hate talking to anyone after a mission.
"Mother? You're up early."I say,pushing to my feet getting out of her way,Kristian does the same,
"So are the both of you,I wonder why this cup of tea can't be had in the comfort of your separate bedrooms."
"We were just- heading back."
"Yes,yes we are."we make brief eye contact before I race uo the stairs and Kristian follows me like we're two children caught taking midnight snacks.