Oops, I forgot to tell you guys that I do not own Legion. I'm just a fan. But Rebecca is made up by me
We arrived at Vegas almost three in the afternoon and Kyle knows the right place where we could stay. He drove towards a deserted private village and I was just amazed how nice the houses are. They didn't look like houses, more of mansions. He stopped the car in front of a Victorian looking mansion and we all got out. Mrs. Anderson looked really surprised to see Kyle's amazing mansion.
"I never thought you lived in a mansion" Mrs. Anderson said, cringing.
Kyle chuckled and rubbed his chin, "That's what happens when you judge people"
We all went in and it was more amazing inside. The walls are white; making it a bit bright inside, there's a big chandelier in the middle of the ceiling worth millions, and six bedrooms. As soon as the whole mansion is searched for any other sign of life, Kyle showed each one of us our room. The martin is in one room and so is the Anderson. Jeep is with Charlie, bob with Percy, Kyle in his master bedroom. And that leaves me in a room with Michael.
I walked inside the room and it's very roomy. There's a big flat screen TV, a king sized bed in the middle, a big closet, a bathroom, and a sofa. This feels like a real home, making me wonder if I once lived in a place like this. I sat on the king sized bed, bouncing a bit. Its softness makes it so cozy. Just as I'm about to lie down, I felt the urge of going to the bathroom. I just want to splash cold water on my face right now. I barged towards the room's bathroom and to my surprise; I wasn't the first to arrive. I thought that Michael is out, standing on guard, and never thought I'll be seeing him naked in the bathroom. He is actually in the tub, soaking.
I turned around, feeling embarrassed for what I just did.
"Look, I-I'm sorry for barging in" I stuttered.
"It's all right" he answered calmly, but sounded hurt—literally.
I turned around again, to see him, and realized that his bubble bath is slightly pinkish with blood and it's dripping from his hands.
"Are you all right?" I exclaimed, walking towards him to see if he's okay.
He closed his eyes to ease the pain as he nodded. But I'm pretty sure he's not okay, he's tightly gripping the tub. I looked at his back and gasped with what I saw. The two big fresh wounds where his wings were used to be.
"Let me help you" I whispered and gently put my hands on his wound. At first he hissed with the pain, but eventually got used to it. My hands start to glow again a bright yellow and the wound on Michael's back starts to heal.
"Feeling much better?" I asked.
He took a deep breath and moved his eyes to me weakly, "How'd you do that?"
"I'm not sure how"
"All better" I said with a smile.
I got up, getting ready to leave him, when he grabbed my hand. He wasn't aggressive, in fact, he was so gentle. I looked back, feeling a bit uneasy and worried.
"Please, stay" he said feeling a bit embarrassed for an angel like him to ask a human like me to stay.
Without a word, I knelt down leaning my chin on the tub and watched him. My whole body is burning with such a sensation inside of me. Something I never felt before. My heart is skipping two beats every second and my face feels so hot. Quivering, I placed my hand on his cheek, feeling him. Michael closed his eyes, pressing my hand tighter on his cheek. He feels like any other human; with soft skin and warm temperature.
"You're so warm" he said.
I chuckled, thinking how funny it is that we're both thinking of the same thing.
"You feel warm too, you know" I shared.
He looked at me straight into my eyes and I got startle feeling his cold wet hand on my face. I closed my eyes, thinking about nothing, but the gentle hand stroking my cheek. So gentle that it makes me forget about the problem the earth is facing at the moment.
"Do you think I'll ever know who I am?" I whispered without opening my eyes.
I heard him muffle and continued to stroke my cheek, "Just keep your faith"
When I opened my eyes, Michael is coming closer to me. I'm getting cross eyed because of the closeness of his face to mine. I could feel his warm breath on my face and I gulped.
"What are you doing?" I whispered so softly that only the both of us could hear.
His mouth is slightly open, close to mine. "I'm not sure"
I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt his mouth pressed onto mine. My chest is getting tighter, making it hard for me to breathe. I've never kissed anyone in my entire life. Well, at least, that's what I think for the past two years. Our tongues wrestled in each other's mouth like a pro. We're not supposed to be doing this, I know.
"Michael" I mumbled beneath his lips who wouldn't stop, "This is a sin"
I could feel his lips twist into a smile, "What more can they do to me? I'm down here, cut my wings, and disobeyed him. I'm sure this is not a big problem to them anymore"