Author's note: My first installment to a 100 moods challenge! More will follow soon, until then enjoy this piece.
Summary: David broke up with Millie and Griffin finally realizes what that might mean. GriffinxDavid
1/100: Confused
At the sound of someone Jumping I divert my attention slightly from the game.
"You back already?" From the corner of my eyes I see David standing in the doorway. The blonde slowly walks into the room - towards the kitchen - without saying anything. "I thought you were staying out all night." When I still get no reaction from David I pause my game and glance over my shoulder.
"David?" I ask, watching as he pulls the refrigerator door open and grabs a bottle of beer. "David?" I try again and stand up from the couch. This is nothing like David at all. Slowly I make my way towards the blonde and lightly touch his arm as I stand next to him. He actually jumps at the contact. "You okay?"
A shrug.
"What happened?" I am not really sure if I want to know, but he still isn't looking at me and it actually worries me. Not that I would ever admit that aloud to him.
"Nothing."
"Doesn't look like nothing."
Another shrug.
"Fine, whatever. I don't care." I turn around and let myself fall back on the couch. I grab the controller and continue my game. For a minute he doesn't say a word.
"We broke up." He says it so softly I almost don't hear it above the sounds of the tv. At the words my heart skip a beat, but I quickly ignore that little fact. I look behind me to where David stands.
"You did what?"
"She gave me a choice," David continues, as if he hadn't heard me. In his hand he holds his beer tightly and his eyes are fixed solely on the bottle. His thumb slowly moves across the label.
"What kind of choice?" Behind me I hear the game tell me I am game over. I must not have paused it, yet I can't really bring myself to care enough.
"She wanted me to choose between you and her. She was tired of having to share me." David fell silent as he took a large gulp of his drink. "She couldn't see I needed both of you, that I couldn't choose."
"Then why did you?" I ask in a soft voice. I want to stand up and walk towards him, but I can't seem to force my body to do so.
"She was asking me to either give up you and Jumping or give up her and any normal life I could possibly get." His head falls forward and his shoulders slump. If I wasn't watching him so closely I might think he was crying.
"But you love your time with Millie. You always say so." I try to say it without letting any emotion sip through, but it isn't easy.
"I know. I don't want to give up that part."
"I don't understand. Then why did you choose me?" The surprise in my voice must be very badly covered up, because for the first time since David came in is he looking at me. A sad little smile is on his lips and it confuses me even more.
"How can I ever give up Jumping? It's part of who I am. I can't ignore it. You remind me of that at least once a week."
"Yeah, well, I'm sure you would've found a way." I can feel blood starting to rush to my face, but I try my best to hide it.
"Then I guess I must make myself clearer. How can I ever give YOU up?" David puts the beer on the counter behind him and turns his head ever so slightly to the side. "I love the time I have with Millie; it makes me feel normal, it makes it feel like there is a world without the constant danger. But in fact, I love the time where I am not pretending even more. I love the time I am spending here."
"But why?" David had a choice; he could escape this hell, even for a short while, even while he was just pretending. "Why would you ever want to pick this kind of life over any other?"
David drops his gaze and he picks up his beer once more.
I raise an eyebrow and glance towards the other male with curiosity. "David, why?"
"Drop it, Griffin. I don't want to talk about it." He finishes his drink in one large gulp and throws it in the trashcan. Without another word he walk away into his bedroom.
Despite my better judgment I get up from the couch and follow him. In the doorway I stop and lean against the wood. David is seated on the right side of his bed, his face in his hands.
We stay silent for a while, I am not even sure he knows I am here.
"She made me realize I don't want the normal life. I don't want a big house with a white fence around it and some dogs and kids. It's not who I am."
I don't reply, I don't know how.
"I live for these thrills. The adrenaline I get from almost getting caught, from fighting the Paladins... The constant fear and never knowing when your life might end. Living life always on the edge. I guess I was already always like that."
"How can you ever Like this kind of life?" I almost spit it out at him.
At my reaction he looks up. "Don't you get it? I don't care about it all, because I know you will always be there to help me. Prevent me from doing anything stupid, save me if I actually do said thing. I trust you, Griffin. That is something I could never give Millie and she knew it. That's why she made me choose."
"That it? You picked me because I clean up your mess? Because I am your protector?" The words come out harsher than I mean, but I can't help it. I wasn't sure what I had expected, but surely not this.
The pain in David's face doesn't help the guilt I begin to feel. I push it all back though. I can't let him see how much his words hurt me.
"Maybe. I guess. I don't know. Maybe I made the wrong choice after all," he says in a dead voice. He stands up from the bed and wants to walk out of the room. When I don't move he shakes his head and he prepares himself to Jump.
"David, no." I grab his arm just in time.
"What?"
"I..." I want to say something, but nothing comes into my mind. "Nevermind."
I turn around and start walking back to the couch. The conversations leave my thoughts clustered and I need something to take my mind off of it.
A hand grabs my right upper arm and forces me to turn around. I open my mouth to protest, but I am cut off before I can start. A pair of lips presses against my own and my eyes widen. I am too shocked to respond to his action. David seems to take it as a bad sign and pulls away. A nearly inaudible sigh escapes him and he turns around.
"What was that about?" I whisper. I don't dare to speak out loud, for I am afraid my voice will break.
"A mistake. Don't worry, it will never happen again," David replies and walk back to his room.
I take a deep breath and take two large strides. I grab David and push him quite roughly against the wall. My mouth is on his before he can say anything. I hear a small sound coming from the back of his throat and it turns me on even more. I close my eyes and let my hands wander over his abdomen, searching for the hem of his shirt. I feel David reach his hands up to my neck and shoulders and he pulls me closer.
I break free and move my mouth to the hollow place in his neck. David lets out a moan and I smile slightly.
"Oh god, I am so happy I made this choice."
"You'd better," I growl. David laughs loudly and I can actually feel my heart swell.
David puts a hand under my chin and pulls my head back up.
"Don't feel bad because of the reasons I picked you," he says in a serious voice and I look away. "Look at me." I comply slowly and look at his face. "I care about you and I don't want to loose you. Not ever. Not to the Paladins, not to Millie, not to anyone. You are way too important to me for that to happen."
"Enough with this girly talk?" I inquire and again David laughs. "Good," I mutter and pull him along with me into this bedroom. I push him onto the bed and quickly pull his shirt over his head. My mouth reaches for his, but David puts his hand between us.
"Now what?"
"It's not fair for me to loose my shirt, while you get to keep it on."
"Bad luck," I mutter and push him back onto the mattress. My hands roam over his body and my mouth goes back to his neck. I suck on a part of his skin and a moan escapes the blonde. I grin and work my way down. My hands fumble with his belt, until I growl in annoyance, pull back and pull it with a little too much force out of David pants.
David chuckles and I can't help but love the sound every time I hear it. I lower my mouth and plant kisses around his bellybutton, teasingly slow making my way down.
"God, can't you make it a bit faster?" He says, his voice deeper than normal and full with lust and want.
I let my fingers roam around a little, slowly opening the buttons of his pants. I give in and decide to put David out of his misery. Never before have I been this glad David chose me instead of Millie.