Still bound Yawgmoth watched wary as I filled the glass halfway with water from the jug. His lips dry he licked at them as I turned back with the glass in my hand and he blinked when I raised an eyebrow.
"My lips are dry." Yawgmoth finally admitted as I moved to his side, holding the glass close to his lips when he didn't move. Noting that my eyes were focused on his without blinking he allowed me to help him drink from the cup, not flinching when I pressed my hand to the back of his head.
Drinking enough to clear the dryness from his throat and soothe his dry lips Yawgmoth pushed the glass away and I nodded, setting it within reach before I turned back to Yawgmoth. "There, better?" I asked and he raised an eyebrow in response not meeting my eyes once he saw my cheeks darken. "If you think I'm impressed by that kiss..." I trailed off with a tiny smile when he coughed his cheeks a faint pink.
"You slipped and fell onto me, not the other way around." Yawgmoth mentioned and I shrugged, enjoying the blush he had now as I shifted over to his wrists. When I began to poke and prod them he winced, trying to shift away only to remember he couldn't.
"Calm yourself. I'm just going to clean your wounds. Just give me a minute." I explained as I rose and with a faint grin in his direction I left the room returning a few minutes with a box in one hand. "I think I have everything. Normally I'd get a healer but I can't exactly tell anyone about you." I told him as I knelt beside the physician.
My first attempt at cleaning his wounds with rubbing alcohol proved a little more difficult when said patient would not stop fidgiting. "Yawgmoth, I'm trying to help you." I snapped at him and he growled at me, golden eyes narrowed at mine until I threw up my arms.
"Let me before you mess up." He muttered and I snorted, nodding towards his chains. "My wounds are bleeding and my legs are numb right now. I am not going anywhere." He said with a sigh and after a few awkward seconds I quickly moved to the door, locking it before I returned to his side.
After a few more seconds Yawgmoth heard his chains click and he rubbed at his arms, trying to ease the ache and the numbness from them. Feeling somewhat better he held out an open palm and with a sigh I handed him the rubbing alcohol, taking out a roll of bandages in the meantime. Watching him awkwardly try and clean his cracked wrists for a while I finally took pity on the physician when he nearly dropped the bottle, catching it between my fingers.
"Here tell me what to do and I'll do it." I agreed and he finally nodded, giving me instructions as I gently cleaned his wrists with a piece of bandage I ripped from the roll. When I finally started to wrap each of his wrists he nodded towards the water. "Thirsty?" I asked and he gave me a weak nod, his cheeks pale. Once I finished bandaging his hands I moved to the glass, filling it again though as I turned back I found him with his eyes half closed.
"You should have told me you were feeling woozy and it's not surprising what with me knocking you out and you bleeding everywhere. Here, drink this and I'll get you something to make you feel better." I promised, hearing a faint laugh in response once he drank all he wanted. "Geeze I'm being nice to you now." I muttered not expecting him to respond as I reached for the first-aid kit I'd brought in.
"You are not a very competent jailer." He mumbled and I fought off a laugh as I climbed to my feet, unlocking the door before I slipped out of the room. I returned to find my prisoner, as I was begining to call him, with his head resting against the wall seemingly asleep until I moved to his side and he cracked open an eye. "Now what do you want to subject me to?" He grumbled until he saw the pillow in one hand and the blanket draped over my arm.
"These are for you. While I don't trust you enough to allow you free rein in my house, no offense, I can at least offer you something to sleep on. At least until I figure this whole spell out and how I brought you here." I explained as he reached for the blanket only to groan easing himself beack against the wall.
Seeing that I sighed, my palm moving to the back of his head before I carefully raised him enough to set the pillow behind his head. With that done I spread the blanket over him and Yawgmoth didn't comment, eyes closing. When I heard faint snores coming from his mouth I fought back a snigger, opting to leave him alone with the jug of water. As a precaution I locked the door behind me feeling only the briefest guilt before I told myself who I had brought to Ravnica and that made me feel better.
Leaving my house I hurried towards the Ravnica library, hoping that somewhere in the rows of tomes I would find my answer. I hadn't planned on being gone for so long but I spent so long pursing tome after tome and finding no answer that I lost track of time, only realizing that I'd been gone for hours when I stepped outside to find that night had fallen.
My mind whirling at how foolish I'd been to leave Yawgmoth alone in my house I raced home finding the door unlocked. Mentally kicking myself I stepped inside only remembering that I'd been the one to leave the front door unlocked in my hurry to get to the library when I moved towards the storage room.
Pulling the key from a pocket on my cloak I opened the door with trembling fingers and as the door slid open I found Yawgmoth still sleeping though this time he had his left arm resting behind his head.
You know if I didn't know what kind of person I brought into my house I would say he's actually pretty attractive. I've always liked dark hair on a man and those golden eyes...
This time I really felt like kicking myself as I gently closed the door, feeling a faint warmth in my cheeks when I remembered brushing lips with him, accidently of course.
"Hmph not like it was an actual kiss. I've had better and much hotter." I grumbled as I headed for my bedroom trying to get the sudden and very clear image of the two of us kissing out of my head.