P.S. I was high on caffeine while writing this. You have been warned.



I sat in the room just looking at the Dark Wing. It had been two days since the Double Fight. Two days since Damion declared the war and two days since he asked me to marry him.

The things haven't changed. Only change is me and Ken we don't practice till we die anymore. When Damion declared the war, it was given that there won't be any more Double Fights.

I stay in my room the whole day. Occasionally going out and just having a fight or two with whoever is free. Mostly it is Will. Cause Ken is busy in the Dark Wing with Damion. I have lost the count of the people I have seen him dragging into the wing. With all this war thing, he has stopped waiting. He is killing whoever he has suspects on.

Leo is back from Damion knows where. I saw him in the Wing yesterday but Ken stopped me before I could go and talk to him.

"Damion's orders." As he always says.

After that, they haven't let me out. The Wing is dead silent and I know for the matter of fact that I am alone in the Wing if we ignore some guards who don't even move from their places.

I know with this war, everything is going to change more or little. So I am not complaining. I know he is doing this for my safety. Erik wants me and keeping me safe is the most important thing for Damion.

I know he can't stand the thought of loosing me just like I can't the thought of loosing him.

With these all the things in my mind, I heard the door open and my eyes snapped in that direction. I knew it was him even before my eyes met those blue ones. No one else was allowed in my room.

I took him in as I saw him after hours. He left early in the morning before I even got up. It was eight in the evening by now. His hair were disheveled as he had ran his fingers through them countless times. The few buttons on his white dress shirt undone as always. His sleeved rolled up to his elbows.

Blood on his shirt. It wasn't new for me to see blood stains on his shirts but they usually were dark coloured. So you couldn't see much of it. But with today's white dress shirt, the dark red blood stains were visible prominent than ever, catching my attention.

I again looked into his eyes which stayed on me the whole time.

I smiled a small smile his way and he nodded in return. His face was passive. Eyes emotionless. His cold demeanour. Dark aura around him. He walked into the room taking dominant steps. He took out his gun and a blade covered in blood. He placed them on the table along with his colour cube.

Throwing the jacket on the couch on the side, he turned towards me.

"We are getting married tomorrow." He voiced out in a cold voice and before I could register what he was actually saying, he walked into the bathroom closing the door behind him.

I stared at the closed bathroom door as my mind processed what he actually said.

We were getting married tomorrow. I was getting married tomorrow. To him. To Damion. I couldn't have been happier than this. The wave of excitement ran down my spine. My mind was a mess. My thought flowing in all damn directions and I didn't know what to think.

I spun the knife faster in my fingers to keep myself grounded. My heart beating at high pace. The thoughts messing up my mind and my nerves. I got off the bed pacing into the room to calm myself down. The knife spinning in my fingers as my naked feet padded on the wooden floor.

I heard the shower being turned off and after few minutes the knob turned opening the door and he came out wearing black sweats. His hair damp from the shower. His brows furrowed as his eyes landed on me.

He walked towards me raising his eyebrow slightly.

"What did you say before going in?" I asked him again just to be sure.

He raised another eyebrow amusement dancing in his eyes which were emotionless before a moment.

"What did you hear?" He asked snaking his hand around my waist pulling me closer to him. My eyes went wide on his sudden movement, the knife dropping on the floor.

He gazed down at me, his eyes glowing under the light in the room. The electric blue colour of them, more alive.

"I-I heard we are g-getting married t-tomorrow?" I stuttered. I was nervous. I don't know what for. But I was. And he was enjoying it a lot by the look in his eyes. The mischievous glint in them screamed that he was really enjoying watching me all nervous.

"Yes?" He said raising his hand, his finger tracing the way from my forehead to my jawline from the side. His eyes not leaving me even for a moment.

I shivered at his touch. He lips pulled into a small smirk knowing the effect he had on me. My breaths were raged. My hands went up to his shoulders gripping them tightly to keep myself grounded.

He leaned forward placing his lips near my ear.

"And do you have a problem with that love?" He whispered, his Spanish accent again sneaking it's way out. The accent which was audible only at few moments. And kill me if I didn't love his rich accent. I shivered again. Both of his hands were now wrapped around me holding close to him and he placed his lips below my ear.

My heart going wild with each passing moment. His lips trailed their way down my neck. My breaths raging further more with each kiss he planted.

"Damion." I somehow managed to say. My voice hoarse to my own ears. Without wasting a moment, he placed his lips on mine kissing me passionately.

My eyes shut close as my hands found their way around his neck, going up to his hair. Running my fingers into his soft brown strands. I felt him stiffen when my fingers held onto his hair as he deepened the kiss.

My mind was a mess. My hands trailed down the path to his neck and then his broad shoulders. Every thought left my mind and I continued to loose myself in him. I felt muscles of his shoulder and hands stiffening under my fingertips as my fingers explored them . I mentally smiled at the effect my touch had on him.

I pulled back in desperate need of air. Filling my lungs with the oxygen they needed, I opened my eyes only to close them again when I felt his lips again on mine. His hands stayed on my waist holding me in a firm grip.

My heart was going wild. My mind couldn't process anything. He pulled me closer to him if that was even possible now. I couldn't get enough of him. No matter how close I was, it was never enough for me. And from the looks of it, it was never enough for him as well.

His one hand left my waist coming up to my face angling it. His thumb slightly caressed my cheek, his touch feather light.

He pulled back and I opened my eyes looking into his electric blue ones.

"I guess we can wait for one more night." He said, his lips pulled up in a light smirk. His eyes twinkling with mischief and I glared playfully at him.

His face remained unaffected and I finally smiled, which he returned truly. After so many days.

"I love you." I whispered looking at him.

"I love you too baby." He said kissing my forehead.

"Let's sleep, shall we? We have a big day tomorrow." He said and I nodded looking at him.

He nodded back at me like he always does leading us to the bed.

He lied down stretching his arms in front of him inviting me in his warm embrace. Without waisting a minute, I snuggled closer to him resting my head on his chest listening to his calm heartbeat which was running fast before few minutes. Mine was calm too. Because I knew I was safe in his arms. This was my peace. My home.

I smiled looking up at him. He didn't notice as his eyes were already closed. I was getting married to him tomorrow. Never in my wildest dreams I had thought about it.

But it all felt right. So perfect.

"Stop thinking and sleep." He said turning towards me holding me to his chest. His fingers untied my hair tie letting my hair fall loose like he did every night. His fingers slowly moved in them caressing my hair. I wrapped my hand around his torso closing my eyes as I snuggled deeper into his arms.

His slight weight on me gave me a feeling of being protected. I felt safe in his arms. I always did.

I closed my eyes feeling dizzy and after few minutes, I was engulfed by the darkness.

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Hey Marshmallows and my Marshmallow!

Damion. Well only he knows what goes on in his mind. I fail to understand this man.

But I still love him.

Two chapters more and then I will update the rest together, cause of some reasons. They are better be updated and read together.

We are nearing the end babies.

*Cries out loud.*

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Thanks for reading. I hope you like it. Please vote and comment. Thank you... ~32Quincey♥️