A/N- I do not own Divergent or any of its characters. All rights go to Veronica Roth.
A few hours later, Tobias and I leave the infirmary, once we know that Uriah has reached a stable condition. We won't know the full effects of his injuries until he wakes up, but it's such a relief to know that he's going to be okay. We arrive at the dorms, still shaken up, but somewhat lighter. Nearly losing each other and Uriah put things into perspective for us, that we need to seize the moment and stay together as a team.
Tobias sits me down on the bed and walks into the bathroom. He comes back a couple of minutes later holding a bucket of warm water and a couple of wash cloths. I still hold the ice pack on my bruised chin, however the swelling has thankfully significantly reduced. He sits down on the bed next to me and I realise that now is the time to discuss what happened. We need to set things straight whilst we have the chance.
"Tobias, I'm sorry about before, I-"
Tobias cuts me off by lifting me off the bed and pulling me to his chest. This action takes me by surprise, I thought he would still be a little angry at me. He takes the ice pack from my hand and holds it to my face.
"I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have gotten so angry. I shouldn't have grabbed your wrist like that."
I nod against his chest, understanding that the frustration of the Bureau and what I said to him obviously just became too much.
"You were right, anyway." He says. "Nita was trying to manipulate us."
"It doesn't matter. We could have stopped them, couldn't we?" I ask.
"No. We didn't know that they were going to bomb the Bureau. We just thought that they were just blowing up the weapons lab and stealing the death serum. You know that we couldn't have said anything to David. It would have implicated us both."
"But if they were arrested, we could have saved Uriah-"
"Tris. We only had a tip off that Nita was going to start a rebellion and steal some serums. We had no idea who the other people were, they would have still been able to carry out their mission."
I nod my head and heave a sigh. "What happened? How did you know you needed to run?" I ask him.
"Uriah was trying out a job, being a guard. We were outside, stood by the fountain when I noticed a black box. I only noticed it because I was too busy thinking about you to pay attention to what Uriah was saying," he pauses. "Anyway, I saw a little light start to flash and knew that it couldn't be anything good. I had been shown these types of explosive devices at Dauntless. I showed Uriah and we both started to run."
I look up at his face and notice he has a small gash wound on his temple, probably from the glass. I pick up a wash cloth from the bucket of water and wring it out. I look back at Tobias and see that the little cuts and scratched are all over his arms, and also his back.
"Do you want me to wash your back?" It's the least I could do after he used his body as a human shield for me. He nods his head and turns around so that his back is facing me. His shirt is ripped and bloodstained. I help him take his top off, careful not to pull on the small cuts. I am greeted with the heavenly sight of Tobias' back yet again. Although, I need to control myself. I'm supposed to be cleaning his wounds. Even though there are lots of them, covering his entire back, the majority of them are little grazes and scratches, they'll probably heal overnight. I carefully start to wash the blood and dust off his skin, making sure I avoid dragging the cloth too much. I don't think I've ever been able to examine him like this before. He is strong and beautiful, and he's mine and I love him. I kiss the Abnegation symbol on his back and he turns around to look at me. He's about to kiss my lips but I pull away, teasing him.
"I need to wash the rest of the dust off. I can't leave a job unfinished." I say, mimicking a serious tone.
He smirks and heaves a sigh, watching my face intently has I hold his arm and wash the rest of the dirt off, taking special care around the creases in his palms. I carefully wash the rest of his face, memorising his features. His chest isn't dirty, but I just want the excuse to put my hands on him. I start to rub the cloth on him slowly, examining his smooth skin and defined abs.
Then, he clasps his hand over mine, and pulls the cloth from my grip. He throws the cloth back into the bucket and speedily presses his lips against mine, pushing me back onto the bed.
"I wish we were alone," he whispers in my ear. I know that we technically are alone, but anyone could walk in at any minute.
"I know where we can be," I reply. He pulls back and looks at me with a questioning grin. I get off the bed, and reach down into his drawers, pulling him out a clean shirt. He pulls it on, and follows me out of the room. I look around expecting to see chaos, but this end of the building was thankfully unaffected. I grab Tobias' hand and start to run down the hallways.
"Tris, where are we going?" He laughs.
I spin around on my heels and kiss him. Then I press a finger to his lips and whisper "shh."
He grins at me like an idiot and I continue to pull him in the direction of the side stairwell. We race up the stairs until we reach the third floor. I slow down my speed so that I can look at the numbers on all of the doors. Finally, I recognise the door of the hotel room that Christina brought us to the other night. I crack it open slightly, checking to see if it's still empty. It is.
I walk in, and that is when the butterflies really start. What am I doing? Why did I bring him up here?
"A bedroom?" He asks, whilst walking to the other end of the room and peeking in the bathroom.
"An old hotel room. Christina found it." I clear my throat. I watch as he continues to mooch around, opening various drawers and looking under dust covers. He stops when he turns around to look at me, noticing that I am stood staring at him. He returns my stare, and we just stay like this for a minute. Smiling at each other.
"Did you, um, did you want to stay here?" He asks me, whilst scratching the back of his neck.
"Well, Tobias, you did mention that you wished we were alone."
"You manage to make all of my wishes come true, don't you?" He laughs at how cheesy he sounded, and I laugh along with him. The nervousness is still brewing in my stomach, and I turn quiet and stare at my feet. "I didn't mean that we had to be alone, you know, I'm okay if you want to go back to the dorms." He says.
"No!" I say a little too enthusiastically. I can feel my cheeks turning pink, and I knot my fingers. "I mean- I um- I want to be alone with you too." I stare down at my fingers, too embarrassed to look him in the eye when I tell him this. I hear his footsteps approach me. He slowly takes my hands in his, and pulls my fingers apart. He laces his own fingers with mine, and squeezes my hands lightly. I'm a lot shorter than him, maybe even by a foot, so it makes it awkward for us to be close to each other when we're standing. Tobias must sense this also, because he places his hands around my hips, lifting me up. I wrap my legs around his waist, and sling my right arm around his neck. Our foreheads touch for a moment, and we're sharing the same breaths. Then, he walks forward so that my back is against the wall. He presses his lips against mine and starts to kiss me, hungrily. My hand curls into his hair and he continues to grip my hips tightly. I pull back and move my hand down to the hem of his shirt, lifting it slightly. He pulls his body away from mine, and I lean my back against the wall so that I can stay up without his hands. He pulls his shirt off in one swift motion and throws it on the floor. I place my hands on his chest and smile when he holds my face and continues to kiss me, biting my lower lip. But he doesn't stop there, he moves down onto my neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses along my collar bone. He holds me against him tightly, and pulls me away from the wall. He walks us over to the large plush sofa, and lays me down on my back carefully, whilst he hovers over me.
"How's your shoulder?" He whispers in-between breaths.
"It's fine, I'm fine." Right now, I'm actually better than fine. But I decide to keep that to myself. He just looks at me and smiles shyly. What do we do now? I wish I had listened to Christina, maybe accepted some advice or insight from her. But I suppose it's best just to go with my instincts. I try to pull my top off, but lying down makes this difficult. I laugh a little bit and look at Tobias for help. He puts his hand onto my back and raises me off the couch slightly, pulling my shirt off my body. I suddenly feel very exposed. I know that this isn't the first time he's seen me without a top on. In fact, I remember in the van on our way here, he saw much more of me than I intended. But those times were different. I was in pain, I was lost. He looked at me with caring eyes, but this time, his eyes are filled with lust.
He kisses my cheek. "Beautiful," he murmurs. He starts to lightly kiss under my ear, his breath tickling the sensitive skin.
"Tobias." I sigh. I feel him smile against my skin and I know that my cheeks are burning. I gulp and purse my lips. He pulls back to look at me.
"Don't be embarrassed," he says.
"I'm not." I whisper.
We continue to remove the rest of our clothing, until there is no longer anything left to separate us.
"Just tell me to stop and I will." His voice is strained.
"I don't want you to stop."
Those were the last coherent words that we said to each other.
A/N- So, they finally did the deed ;) Thank you for taking the time to write your reviews, I really appreciate it. Also thank you for following/favouriting and reading :) There's not long left of the story now!