R U T H L E S S

•fourteen - doubts•

Justin

The next morning I woke alone in the bed. Her side of the bed was neatly made. I guess she went for a jog.

But wait, her leg is hurt, she can't jog in that condition.

The thought made me sit up immediately and I was about to get out of the bed when she came in limping with a tray in her hands.

"Oh hey, you're up" She said when she saw me.

"Yeah, what's that?" I asked pointing at the tray while secretly admiring how good she looked in white my dress-shirt from last night which was also the only thing she was wearing currently.

"Oh yeah, I made breakfast for us" She said and placed it in front of me and sat down across me.

"How's your leg now?" I asked and she nodded.

"It's a little bit sore but better" She said and I nodded.

"Thank you for the bandage" She said

"Oh no, I wasn't gonna just leave it bleeding all night" I said and she chuckled.

"This is the first time you made breakfast for me by the way" I said after taking a bite of the toast.

"Yeah, I just woke up early and my leg won't support jogging or any work out so I was making for me and I thought I'd make some for you too" She said and I nodded again.

"You're okay right? I mean you aren't hurt anywhere? You were just taking care of me and I totally forgot to ask you" She said.

"Yeah I'm okay, not hurt anywhere" I said.

"Though I'd be better if you add some dessert to this breakfast because that shirt of mine looks better on you than it does on me" She said and furrowed her eyebrows as she looked down at the shirt and processed what I said.

She looked up at me with a smirk on her face.

"Okay" She said and started crawling towards me.

"Uh huh nope, you aren't allowed to be on top unless that leg is fine again" I said and stopped.

"What- It doesn't hurt that bad!" She whined.

"Still a no" I said and continued eating as she tried to keep convincing me that her leg is okay.

I'm not missing the chance of a couple days of having her under my control all the time.

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It was 2 am and I was in the most fragile sleep which was finally broken when I felt Skye get out of my arms and crawled out of the bed.

I opened my eyes just a little so I was able to see what she was doing.

She tied her robe around her and put her hair in a pony tail too before she walked out of the bedroom.

She didn't turn on the lights at all. If got up to get something, she would've definitely turned on the lights.

A couple seconds later I got up and put on my sweats before I followed her out.