Chapter Three: Drunk In Love
Meet me where I first saw your beautiful frightening face.
She smiles as she reads Raphael's text. He's such a charmer. She gets herself ready as she puts on skin tight dark jeans, brown ankle booties along with a white fuzzy sweater. It is cold out and she is searching for her coat that she recently bought with the bonus she received from working hard the last couple of weeks.
She goes to her closet. She cannot find it. She rummages through everything, she looks under the bed, the messy floor, then goes to the bathroom, the living room, the kitchen, nothing. She tries to think where on earth she could have possibly left it. Oh wait. Now she remembers. She visited the lair yesterday. It was not as cold as it is today. She must have forgotten it there on the couch where she fell asleep. When she woke up, she was in her apartment. Raphael probably brought her home, leaving behind her brand new warm coat. She would have to grab her mustard yellow jacket to meet him.
She gathers her phone and walks out the door. It is midnight and it is freezing. The cold New York weather has begun to start. She quickly goes to the nearest bus stop. She waits, as her teeth begin to chatter. She rubs her hands together to gain some warmth from her icy fingers. It will probably snow soon.
She enters the bus, pays, and sits by a window. Only a couple of people are on. She looks out and thinks about him, about their relationship and about their future together. Will it work out? She takes out her phone and checks her messages.
Don't be late, O'Neil.
Too late.
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He waits for her on the rooftop. Maybe she's not coming. The cold breezy air does not bother him. He stands as his right foot is on the ridge of the building. He is clutching a brown wool coat in this left hand. He stares out into the bright lights, the tall buildings, and the people walking. How he wishes to walk among them, to be normal. He glances down at the coat in his hands. He smiles. He remembers how she fell asleep in the lair last night. He and his brothers were chatting away as April began to doze off. He could not blame her, it was close to midnight, and she was working hard for the last couple of weeks. He continues to stare out to the city until he feels a light icy speck on his nose. He wrinkles his face. He reaches out to touch the melted speck. He looks at his hand; he sees flurries of snow falling onto his palm. He looks up, snow is lightly falling. He smiles.
"Raph!" He turns around and sees her. She is out of breath.
"You're late." She leans forward as she grabs both of her knees, trying to calm her breathing.
"I know—the bus was so freaking slow and—my bike is messed up." She looks at him. He notices her red cheeks and how her teeth are chattering. He walks toward her as she lifts herself up. She notices her coat in his hands. He carefully places her coat on her shoulders. She quickly slips her arms into the sleeves. He then buttons up her coat for her.
"Thanks." She slides her cold hands into its deep pockets.
"Aren't you cold?"
"Nah, one gets use to it. I hav' been livin' in the cold sewers ya know." He smirks at her.
She can tell he is nervous. He is chewing his toothpick as he darts his eyes down to the floor. He finally looks at her. Small snowflakes are placed on her long, dark, wavy hair. She stares up at him as she places her right hand onto his cheek, caressing him, trying to make him less anxious. With one hand, he grabs both of her tiny hands, as his other hand grabs his tooth pick and flicks it away. She stares at him. He clears his throat as he looks into her eyes. He notices the shimmer in them, the color, how big and blue they are. He shakes his head. He is getting distracted, he has to focus. He clears his throat again, placing his free hand on hers.
"April, I…I feel that our relationship has gone sum' what farther than it needed ta be." She is listening to his soft raspy voice. She feels goose bumps forming all over her body.
"I jus' wanted to tell ya…to tell ya that—" He pauses.
"Yes, Raphael?" She encourages him to go on by giving him a sweet smile.
"I love you, April." She gasps lightly.
"I wanna be with you for the rest of ma life. I wanna wake up in the morning, to see ya beautiful face every day. I wanna to grow old and wrinkly with ya. I know that we coud' never hav' a normal life, but we coud' try. We coud' be happy, if ya want." He looks down at the ground, and then looks to her.
"You and I together, it jus' feels so right." Tears were falling down her cheeks. He brought up his right hand to carefully whip them away. She grabs his hand and brings it to her lips. She gently gives his palm a soft kiss. She looks up at him.
"Raphael, I want this to work out. I know that we will have hardships along the way, but I've never felt this way before. I want this." She lets his hand down and jumps to him, wrapping her arms around his neck pulling him in. He returns her embrace.
"I love you, too." She whispers on his plastron. He lets down, to look at her once more. He puts his hands on her shoulders and places a soft kiss on her forehead. She never knew he would be so gentle and so romantic. He looks down at her and smiles.
"Wanna head back ta your place?"
"Yes, I would like that very much." He raises his hand for her to grab. She does so and interlaces her fingers with his. They were rough contrast to her smooth hands, but she feels protected by them. They walk across the rooftop until they reach the edge. He lets go and picks her up gently. She wraps her arms around his thick broad shoulders.
"Hold'on tight."
She nods. He jumps down, swinging onto poles, running and bouncing from roof to roof until they reach her apartment. He opens her window and carefully places her to go through. As she gets in safely, he climbs in. He shuts the window behind him. He turns to find April taking off her coat and yellow jacket, and flopping down on the bed, staring up the ceiling. Her head turns to look at him and waves him to come. He takes off his sais and lays them down on the bookshelf. He lies next to her.
She reaches for his right hand, pulling it towards her lips. She starts kissing each digit. He lets out a pleasurable sigh. She then starts to kiss his palm and then his wrist. She turns to her left side facing him, as he turns to his right. Her right hand begins to caress his face. She traces every scar, scratch, and dent.
"You're beautiful."
She begins to take off his red tattered bandana, but pauses to make sure he is okay with it. He nods and she pulls it off, letting it fall behind him. She traces her fingers gently over his eyes, then caressing to the top of his head down to his jawline.
"I can't keep my hands off of you." She admits.
She drags her hand down to the side of his neck to his bulging muscles on his shoulder. Raphael has his left hand around her waist, lightly soothing her revealing skin with his thumb. He stares at her, at how beautiful she is. I'm so lucky. He continues to stare at her heart shaped face, her pouty red lips, her long cascading wavy hair, down to the curves of her body. He loves the way her thighs meet, the way her bum is shaped, and the hour glass body that she is gifted with. She's perfect. He sees her glancing at him, he smiles.
"I can't keep my eyes off of you." He confesses.
They stay like this, caressing and staring each other for the whole night as snow begins to fall harder. They promise that no matter what happens, even if the sky falls, they will never let go.
They're too drunk in love.
Whoo! That is finished! Yay! What did ya'll think? Too sappy, too bleh?
I am actually pretty happy about how this turned out. I feel accomplished. Taken place after Crazy in Love, thus ending this trilogy.
I have enjoyed working on this story and reading everyone's responses. Thanks to all! Especially that one guest reviewer who suggested of Raphril telling each other "I love you." I was actually thinking about it, but wasn't planning on putting it in this story. Great minds do think alike! I also know that Raphael was kinda OOC, BUT he does not have to be douche 24/7. Maybe April changed him, because deep down he is a mushy guy, ever thought of that?
Here are the songs that I used for this story, in case you are at all interested.
Crazy in Love (cover)- Sofia Karlberg
Monster- BIGBANG
Drunk In Love- Beyoncé feat. Jay Z
You and I- Park Bom
Thank you to all my fellow people who have read, faved, followed, and commented on this story! I really appreciated it a lot!
Thanks for reading!
