Soul Bonded [Claude De Alger Obelia x reader ]

87. Ominous Peace

Something about the way he said that phrase like a silent promise, butterflies swirled in your stomach.  “..Did I love you?

Claude sighed in longing as he pressed his lips against your pulse. His eyes shining brightly buried into yours. “You do. You love me. It's the reason why I have to deal with all your bullshit of hurting yourself for my sake As if hurting yourself is going to bring me any joy.“ The last part was mumbled in irritation as a mild yet terrifying glare formed on his face.

You couldn't speak for a moment. Any words you had dissolved in your throat. You averted your eyes from his intense ones as he continued to mumble about your stupidity.

“So,” Claude started,

You looked back at him. You didn't realize your lips were curled up in a small bashful smile until he smiled at you, his thumb tracing your lips.

“My kiss?“

Your smile fell away. How could he go from being extremely sincere and sweet to this pervert so quick?

“No. Now move.“

Claude sighed in disappointment as he sat up, helping up as well. Despite that, there was a small smile barely visible curled on his lips as if he was greatly enjoying this.

You looked around, suddenly feeling awkward and fidgety. His sudden confession of love made it hard to look him in the eyes. His staring at you with a soft expression wasn't helping either.

Urgh. What a mess.

“You look better.“ You said abruptly, forcing yourself to look at his refreshed face. You frowned. “Not as much I'd like. At least you don't look like a zombie now.“

Claude ran a hand through his disheveled hair and slowly smirked. “All thanks to you. I'll get better soon with a few more nights with you in my arms.“

You rolled your eyes and scoffed. Ah, he's back at it. “This was one time. It won't happen twice.“

“Hmm.“

“Don't 'hmm' me!“ You didn't like how smug and certain he sounded and looked. It was like he already knew everything would happen opposite of your words. “It won't happen again, sir. So get it out of your head.“

“Didn't you have a good night too?“ Claude raised an eyebrow as you rolled off the bed and stood up.

You stopped and looked over your shoulder with a sarcastic smile. “Maybe. So what?“

“Don't you want more?“

“No.“

“Are you sure?“ Claude nonchalantly asked as he got off the bed and grabbed his robe.

You looked away from him as he put on the robe. “Yes, I'm damn sure.“

“It will only get better with each night.“

“Stop wording it like that! I don't want to sleep with you. End of discussion. Now get out. I'm going to take shower.“

“I can join you.“

“No thanks.“ You rubbed your head which was starting to throb. You scowled at him. “The door is right there. Please get out.“

“This is our room, you know.“ Claude said while fixing the bed, putting the pillows back in their place. Something about the simple, domesticated action made tilt your head curiously. “It's mine as much as it's yours.“

“Was. I'm currently occupying it.“ Nope. There wasn't time for you to get enamored and curious with his smallest action. This man was getting on your nerves. You needed him out of your sight to think clearly. “Get your skinny ass out now!“