♤SPRING SHIELD (MxM) ~fantasy~♤

A funny feeling

Elijah

"Just what is happening here?"I ask,looking between Kristian and Oliver. Set an alarm on my phone to check up on Kris. On my way there I heard something and came to see what it was. Little did I know that it was just these two trouble makers.
Without saying anything Kristian stands to his feet,letting go of Oliver's shoulders making him waver. I walk to the short table and pick up the piece of paper there. It's a drawing of us-
"Oh,gosh. I forgot all about that! Oliver come here."I say extending my hand to perform the string of life,"Next time when I forget,tell me. Dad can be forgetful too."I tell him,and he just stares at me. His eyes wide,his pupils shivering like a bowl of water that's been rocked.
His small palm shaking as he raises it up to me.
Slowly,I let my aether flow from my hand,making a string up to him. The green ribbon of power wraps gently around his wrist. Unlike all the other six times where he looks up to me with eyes full of wonder and marvel,asking me when he'll be able to have abilities like me,he stares. Full of fear.
He's not looking at me. He's glancing at Kristian and he looks back,as if they're silently saying something to each other. "Oliver,buddy what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"I ask,picking him up and placing him on my hip,
"...yeah."he stammers,barely placing his hands on me. Walking him out of the room into the hall,
"Do you want to come to bed with me?"I ask. Reluctantly,he shakes his little head,looking ahead,
"No,I'm okay. Liam will get jealous."since when did he care if Liam felt bad? He normally jumps at the chance to stay with me at night,
"Well,okay. If you change your mind just come by."he doesn't say anything else as I lay him on his bed and tuck him in. I kiss the top of his head and tell him goodnight. Slowly I walk over to Liam's sleeping figure and do the string of life with him as well.
Sighing,I get up and walk over to Kris whose standing at the door,holding himself like there's a biting cold around him. "I can't believe that slipped my mind. Is that what he woke you up for?"I ask,closing the door so we can speak freely,
"Yeah... um,Elijah? That string of life can it only happen between parent and their children?"his question makes me laugh,
"Of course! That's the entire point. The heritage of life."I explain,and he makes a face. He's really not happy today,I think to myself. Slowly,I put his face in my hands,stroking my thumbs over his cheeks making sure he's looking at me,"Red,what's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost."I'm able to feel the way he's shaking when I hold him like this,his eyes are dull and he looks... dishevelled to say the least.
Pale. Extremely pale like his blood is turning cold.
He shakes his head hesitantly,"... I'll head to bed now-"I hold him back before he leaves,
"Since Oliver isn't interested in coming to my bed then.. you can. You're cold and I thought,maybe I should keep you warm. It's the least I can do after everything,Kris."I hold his hand,and he stares at that act.
"It's alright-"
"Just say yes,Red. I won't do anything bad."I tease smiling as I rock his hand back and forth waiting for him to agree. Soon the resistance in his arm slumps away and I pull him along with me.

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Legally,I'm exempt from working for five business days after an attack on the city. The time it takes to recover from a blackout. Even then I always come to work after two to three of those days.
I practically never call in sick or for an emergency. But today,for the first time in Lyria knows how long,I called in sick and I'm not. I thought it would be some big issue to coordinate but David just told me that it was alright.
At the very least I thought I'd have to show a doctors note.
But the truth of the matter is I'm not sick at all,it's Kristian. It's already ten and he's still asleep,I knew that everything he did for me yesterday it would be wrong to leave him alone in this state.
I got a chair,picked up a novel and crossed my legs. Slowly watching him. He stirs ever so slightly in his sleep,then his eyes crack open. There's an awkward moment where we stare at each other before he moves his head away.
Then I move my head along with him,wanting him to say something,"You're up. Finally,"he doesn't say anything back except a glare as he tries to hide behind his pillow,
"Why are you still here?"he asks me,the sound of his voice muffled by his covers,
"I called in sick."I explain scooting my chair closer to him. With each movement I make towards him is a movement he pull away from. But evidently,he's slow and soon I corner him and kiss the top of his forehead. I burn a trail of kisses down his face untilnI reach his lips and his neck turns stiff.
"Stop it- I haven't brushed yet."he protests as I try to kiss him,when he covers my lips with both his palms I start to laugh,
"It's fine,I can't smell it."
"Yes,you can! Why wouldn't you?"
"Because right now I'm viewing everything you do through rose coloured lenses."when I say this he stares at me,keeping quiet. Like I just said something mean. Beat after beat of silence pass and soon I furrow my brows,"Red?"I ask,
He comes back from his strange state of stillness. I plant a kiss on his lips before rolling off of him,"I took a leave from work to take care of you,so tell me if you need anything."
"... you've never done that before."he whispers,and I hum smiling as I intertwine my fingers into his,
"It feels strange. But- there's no place I'd rather be."I have a funny feeling that he's not so comfortable.