Zadkiel was deeply lost on his train of thoughts that he hadn’t noticed Mariella, calling him out. If it wasn’t for her fingers snapping into his face, he wouldn’t even snap out from it.
“What?!” He hissed, irritated at the sudden interruption of his mind wonderings.
Mariella pointed her finger behind him and gasped in extreme awe. “S-someone prevails occurring right behind you, dude!”
Zadkiel turned his head sideways and noticed someone standing behind him. A musky scent wafted into his nose as he sniffed like a K9 dog repeatedly. It seems like he was enjoying that scent too much and he couldn’t able to stop himself from breathing the air around him greedily.
“Shall we go now?”
Arkael was overjoyed for some odd reason when he caught his childhood brother's words. Maybe he was glad that this newly-seen brother of him preferred living more positively than him. If he could, he would do anything just to prevent him from being tainted by some malicious individuals. He was already used to it, but what about him? If only he could recognize him then everything must be so easy for him. He would be there for him every time he wants! He would stay with him if he wanted to, anytime! He would accompany him whenever he wants him to! Was it that easy to follow his wants and whims?Arkael closed his eyes for a moment and took series of profound breaths. He almost forgot about the present — they are not the same innocent kids way before but fully grown-up adults!
Arkael tightened up his hold on Zadkiel’s wrist. He seemed to be too determined to squeeze out everything that bothers him. Now that he found him, he would never leave him again! He was no longer the child he was before!“Let go of me...” Zadkiel, for some unknown justification, felt something like a shiver running down his spine, it shoots in every nerve on his physique leaving him feeling uncomfortable. He glared at Arkael with a hint of warning that if he continued his hold, he would punch him black and blue!Arkael didn't give up. This was him! Always stubborn and full of determination! He kept on holding him stubbornly until the guy would eventually spill out his thoughts towards him. Zadkiel would have known that Arkael was just the same as before when they first met if he could recall the past
Upon closing the door, Zadkiel leaned his back against the cold wall closing his eyes. He was feeling his deep sadness seeping down his entire body. It was the wine's fault that made him felt that way. He wasn't supposed to feel it but the feeling of being left alone was driving him to think of his childhood past. Was his brother feeling the same way as him? Why did he leave him, anyway? These were the questions that kept on bugging him through the years since he discovered the recordings. What the hell happened to him back then? Shall he start to ask his mother about his forgotten past? Closing his eyes was indeed a bit relaxing, his tears that threatens to fall from the corners of his eyes vanished. Another deep breath! Yes! He kept on inhaling the
Arkael was glaring at Zadkiel murderously. He had been worrying his fucking ass out while thinking of the man's emotional streak but he didn't expect that what he saw would turn him livid and mad. What would happen to them if he hadn't arrived his ass at the right time? The thought of Zadkiel being kissed by Xander made his blood boiling. But why? This was the very first time that he felt this way. What was this feeling called?"Stop glaring at me like I've done something unforgivable. It sucks!" Zadkiel straightened himself and took his steps forward. He wanted to leave the club and go back to his hiding territory. There, he could find the solace that he needed the most. He could mend and heal his invisible wounds. Eventually, he could gather himself again and stand on his arrogant feet again!&nb
Zadkiel wasn't able to respond to Arkael’s abrupt inquiry. He was frozen on his seat, mentally blocked!Why is that? He was drowning and struggling to come out from his dreamy state. His body temperature had risen abnormally. His manhood twitched and it had grown into semi-erect under his fabrics. ‘Shit! Now, we're in big trouble!’ his mind shouted. “Hey... Zad, are you okay?” Arkael couldn’t help but evoke a seductive smirk when he talked towards his childhood brother.“Huh?” Zadkiel was successfully taken back to reality by Arkael’s unending inquiries. He looked like he was in an utter complete mess. He was too distracted!
Zadkiel, after giving his apartment’s address to the culprit of his terrible headaches finally slumped down on his seat after making a few adjustments according to his preferred comfortable position. As the dizziness hit and darkness engulfed him, his mind wandered off far away. He was dreaming of his childhood brother — Arky. His dream was all starkly black, he couldn’t see anything. He tried to gaze around hoping to find some light to get rid of the darkness but he couldn’t find any. “Call me Arky...” a young boy’s voice ranged to his ears. He looked around but still, he couldn’t see the boy’s little face. Darkness was all over the place. He was confused why he couldn’t see anything
“Axel...” Arkael mumbled softly while taking his time caressing Zadkiel’s short hair with his fingers gently. How long had it been since he got a hold of the guy’s short hair? 17 years? Does anyone had gotten that privilege away from him now?A lot of things had happened to him during his journey from childhood to adulthood, what about him? Did Zadkiel found and meet a lot of friends too during those years? He was interested to know how did he cope up without seeing him for that long.“Arky...” Zadkiel kept on mumbling his pet name dreamily. He was shifting on his seat, all looking uncomfortable now and then. “Axel...” Arkael tapped Zadkiel’s shoulder again to wake him up. He didn’t want to interru
Arkael was just planning on easing his throbbing temple for just a couple of minutes before leaving but when he closed his eyes, he drifted back to his childhood when he was still an eight-year-old kid. The day that his life had started to turn into a living hell! “Huhuhu...” his mother, Merida was crying her eyes out after the appearance of the unknown man. The man who owned the truck that was parked outside their driveway earlier. The one that he had happened to hear telling Merida something about some certain like ‘She was declared as dead on arrival.’ words. That was the only set of words registered on his young mind as his rumbling tummy interrupted his eavesdropping from the s