Brotherly Love

Conclusions and New Dynamics

This was so uncomfortable, the atmosphere in the kitchen was awkward and I grabbed my formerly abandoned glass, gulping down the sweet wine, to try and calm my nerves. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and goosebumps broke out all over my body. Avoiding to look at Sebastian, I leaned forward, reaching for the wine-bottle and almost fell off my chair, when the tall blonde pushed it over to me. My eyes met his and I swallowed thickly, breaking eye-contact in favour of pouring myself some more alcohol.

"Maybe you should slow down a bit, kitten." 

The amusement was obvious in his voice, but due to my low blood-sugar and the alcohol brewing in my stomach, I felt myself getting angry and snapped at him.

"And maybe you should mind your own god-damn business!" Surprised about my outburst, he looked at me and started laughing loudly.

"Oh, I like you a lot better when you shout at me instead of covering like a scared animal. Suits you more." 

He winked and returned to his cooking, as I grumbled angrily under my breath. But my little outburst had relieved some of the tension from the room and as the kitchen filled with delicious smells, I was already at my fourth glass of wine. I had a comfortable buzz going at this point and felt a lot more confident, so I decided to initiate conversation.

"Sooo, Jamie promised me to treat me better, guess that means no more one-on-one sessions with just the two of us." 

Turning around, he let his eyes wander suggestively over my body and I squirmed in my seat, feeling hot all of a sudden.

"If you say so", he shrugged, squinting his eyes at me, "but maybe we can work something else out." 

His voice was a deep, rumbling purr, that send shivers down my spine and the look he gave me was filled with animalistic hunger. Collecting myself, I narrowed my eyes at him.

"I really don't think so, Sebby." 

I put emphasize on the nickname, my own voice sultry and I cringed at myself. What the hell was I doing? It was one thing to make peace with my brother, to try and fix our relationship, but flirting with Sebastian? I had to be more drunk than I realized. The ex-soldier just grinned at me knowingly, as if he had heard my inner monologue and I felt my face heating up. He leaned over the counter separating us, his blue eyes boring into mine and I sipped nervously at my wine.

"You sure about that, kitten? Seems to me, like you most definitely want some of that." 

His hands pointed towards his body and he wriggled his eyebrows at me. I choked on the liquid in my mouth, as I burst out laughing. Stuck between coughing and sniggering, I doubled over and rested my forehead on the counter-top. Sebastian chuckled and I felt his hand on my back, patting it roughly to help me dispel the alcohol from my airways. Lifting my head, I looked up at his grinning face and catching my breath sat up straight again.

"You bloody wanker, you did that on purpose!" 

The harshness of the words were undermined by the stupid grin that was plastered on my face, that just wouldn't go away. If it could always be like this, I wouldn't mind spending time with him, I thought to myself.

Realizing the direction of my mind, I went back to the things my mind had whispered to me, while I had been locked away. It had made me question my own motives and I had thought about, why exactly I wanted to get away from my brother and what my two year long stint in the normal world had brought me.

Yes, sure there were the few friends I had made, but lets be honest, their lives would go on with or without me and in the end I didn't really fit into their world anyway. They didn't need me, nor did they really know me. I only told them about the bad things that happened to me, never about the bad things I had done. Like the fact, that I had supplied my brother with the botulinum he had used on Carl Powers.