"Sophia?" Killian knocked on the door. Sophia rubbed her eyes and stretched her sleepy limps.
"Yeah?" she called back. Killian opened her door and pocked his head through the opening.
"We're going to grandma and grandpa for lunch, are you going to get ready?" he said. Sophia nodded lazily.
"What time is it?"
"It's almost 12 o'clock. We leave in 20 minutes."
"Okay."
Her father closed the door again. Sophia almost fell asleep again when she remembered something rather important. Wide awake, she sat up in bed and looked over to the left corner of her room. Still on the couch was a sleeping Felix. If her father had looked to his left she would have been so screwed.
Sophia swung her legs over de edge of the bed while combing her fingers through her hair. Felix was still asleep, or he was acting like he was. She stood from her bed and walked over to him. Kneeling down beside him, she brushed some of his hair out of his face. He looked so peaceful while asleep, with the soft smile on his lips and his body relaxed. He was laying on his stomach, arm dangling from the edge and the blanket only covering half of him. Most of the pillows were on the ground, he probably kicked them off in his sleep.
For a moment she hesitated if she should wake him of just let him sleep and leave a note. Yesterday was a pretty rough day for him and that they stayed up late last night didn't help either. But he could fall back asleep as soon as she'd told him, she didn't really feel like leaving him with just a note.
Sophia placed her hand on his back, gently shaking him a bit. "Felix, wake up," she whispered.
Felix groaned but opened one eye while shifting a bit. "Is this a dream?" he mumbled, his voice still thick of sleep.
"No," she said, biting her lip to keep herself from laughing. He moved his head so that he could look better at her and opened his other eye.
"I could get used to waking like this," he said with a smile and softly stroked her cheek with his fingers. "It's better than having Pan stare at me until I wake."
"He does that?" Sophia laughed softly.
He nodded, "he does that when he wants to creep me out." His smile turned a bit sad and he looked away from hr eyes at the mention of his friend. Sophia rubbed his back to make him look at her again.
"I woke you because I'm going to my grandparent for lunch. We leave in 20 minutes so I have to prepare myself, but while I'm gone you can just stay here if you want or go out if you want," she shrugged. "I'll be back as soon as I can."
Felix pushed himself up so that he was leaning on her elbows. "I think I'm going to stay here if you don't mind, I can do some research on the book and the curse."
She smiled at him. "Do whatever you want, as long as you don't break anything." She stood up again and walked to her closet. "When we're gone you can get some breakfast… or lunch, in the kitchen, but you have to clean everything up so my parents won't suspect anything, okay."
"Of course, my Queen," he said and rolled over so he was laying on his back, staring at the ceiling. "Thank you."
"What for?" she asked, looking back over her shoulder.
Felix shrugged. "Saving me," he said quietly. He went to sit upright as she walked over to him. "You saved me in so many ways and I can't give you anything in return."
Sophia sat down next to him and grabbed his hand, squeezing it. "You don't have to give me anything in return."
He looked at their hands. "I do. It doesn't feel right to not give you at least something."
"I don't want anything." She tilted her head. "I just want you," she added in a barely hearable whisper. He looked up at her, meeting her eyes. A small smile grew on his face while he looked at her with such adoration.
Their moment was broken when her father called her. "Sophia, are you ready to go?"
"Almost!" she called back and sighed. "Sorry."
Felix leaned in and kissed her softly. "It's okay, I'll be fine. I don't want to keep you from your family."
She nodded and stood up again, slowly letting go of his hand as she walked out of her room to the bathroom to chance. After she changed, brushing her teeth and combing her hair, she re-entered her room to put away her pyjama's and say goodbye to Felix.
Felix had his back turned to her while he looked through his bag that they had picked up yesterday from the treehouse for a shirt. He already had changed into a pair of jeans. He probably didn't hear her enter because he kept his back to her while pulling off the T-shirt he had been sleeping in. Sophia couldn't help but stare at his bare back. His back was muscled but also full of scars, small and big. The one that really caught her attention was the one that went from his neck down his body until it ended just above the waistline of his jeans. It looked like it had been a pretty deep cut from the scar it had left.
Sophia put her pyjama's on her bed and slowly walked over to him, gently placing her hand on the beginning and tracing it down. His body tensed under her touch and he immediately stopped what he was doing.
"How did you get this?" she asked quietly.
"It's a long story," he said just as quietly. "You have to go." He turned around and cupped her cheek, giving her a fake smile.
"You'll tell me when I'm back?"
He didn't answer, only leaning in and softly brushing his lips over hers. It was clearly a painful memory he wasn't ready to share. She didn't want to push him, he would tell her when he was ready. She kissed him back a bit harder before pulling back and smiling at him.
"I'll see you later."
He nodded, looking like he wanted to say something but didn't voice it. Sophia walked back, but her eyes wondered down his chest. She had to admit that the scars looked good on him. She bit her lip as she let her eyes wonder for a second too long.
"Like what you see?" Felix smirked. A blush creeped its way up her face and she turned before he could see it.
"Shut up."
Caligo and Peter walked through the streets. Yesterday they couldn't find either Sophia nor Felix anywhere, so they hoped that today would bring more luck. And it did, because across the road they saw Sophia walking with her parents. She was behind them, looking like she was lost in thoughts.
Caligo nudged Peter with his elbow. "You stay here, I'm going over to her."
"You sure that's the best idea after what happened yesterday?"
Caligo gave him a dark look. "She may have found her magic but she can't control it yet."
Before Peter could command Caligo was already halfway across the road. Caligo smirked when Sophia started to fall behind even more, perfect. Her parents just rounded a corner so they couldn't see them. He went to stand before her, making her jump a few steps back.
"You're still trying, aren't you?" Sophia said annoyed, crossing her arms.
"And I will win," he said and stepped closer. "I always win. Don't tell me you feel absolutely nothing for me."
"Of course I feel something for you," she said. He knew it. "Hate," she took a step closer. "anger," and another. "and pity. Is that what you want to hear?"
That was not what he expected but he should be used to that by now with her. He took the last step forward that held distance, his face now inches away from hers. How much he loved those fearless green eyes.
"Kiss me," he said and let his eyes drop to her lips.
"Why would I?" she snarled.
"I can make you feel what is right."
He didn't wait for her respond and pressed his lips to hers, one of his hands in her hair while the other went around her waist and pulled her closer. Yes, that felt right indeed. But she didn't feel what he felt and she pushed him back roughly. Sophia stepped back and wiped her mouth with her sleeve. A pang of hurt ran through his body, but he ignored it, or tried to at least.
"Don't ever do that again!" she shouted at him. Sophia wanted to walk past him but he grabbed her wrist, pulling her back to him, anger rising up in him.
"What did you feel?" he asked through gritted teeth.
"What do you mean?" she snarled back.
"The kiss! What did you feel?" he growled. She couldn't have felt nothing, there was something between them and she needed to stop ignoring it.
"Dark power rushing through me," she hissed. "I don't want it."
She tried to yank her wrist free but he gripped it tighter, tugging her closer. "You liked it, didn't you?"
"Let. Me. Go."
"Answer me."
"Of course I didn-"
"The truth!" he growled. He was getting impatient, just say it already.
"I loved it!" she yelled. Her eyes widened at the realisation, the fight slowly leaving her and a smirk formed on his lips. There it is. He let go of her wrist and she immediately put distance between them. "But that doesn't mean I want it."
She stormed off and turned the corner. Peter came to stand beside him. "That went well," he said sarcastically.
Caligo chuckled darkly. "Better than I hoped."
Pan raised an eyebrow at him. "She yelled at you and stormed off."
Caligo turned, walking in the other direction, Peter following. "She had a taste of darkness, and like with every drug, the more you get, the more you want, the more addicted you are." He turned his head to look at Pan. "The darkness likes the taste of her, too, and now it wants more."
Later that afternoon Felix was sitting on the couch in Sophia's room, reading through the story book. He small smile formed on his lips when he heard the front door open and close. Sophia was back. He tried to focus on the book, reading the same sentence three times before the door of the bedroom opened and closed. He closed the book and looked up, smiling at her.
"I didn't expect yo-"
He was cut off when Sophia walked to him and practically threw herself on him, kissing him hard and deep. The story book fell to the ground and she crawled on to his lap. Something was very wrong. He could feel it by the way she kissed him, it was desperate, not the sweet and caring kind she always kissed him with. She wanted to feel something, but what? He tried to pull back but she would just catch his lips again. When she was finally out of breath he had time to speak.
"Sophia, what are you doing?" he asked breathless.
"Shut up and kiss me."
She leaned in again but he pushed her back gently by her shoulders. "No, just tell me what's going on."
She finally met his eyes and gave him a pleading look. "Let me feel what's right," she said in a broken whisper. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close against him and stroked her hair. Her hand gripped the fabric of his shirt tightly while she let her head rest on his shoulder.
"What happened?" he asked softly.
"He kissed me."
His body tensed. "Who?"
"Caligo, he kissed me." She tightened her grip on his shirt and snuggled deeper in his embrace. "He told me he would let me feel what is right, but he only showed me darkness."
"Did it feel right?"
"Yes, no, I don't know!" she shook her head and tears escaped her eyes. "Felix, I don't know what is right or wrong anymore." He held her tighter and rubbed soothing circled on her back. He hated to see her like this, he was going to kill Caligo for doing this. "Just let me feel what is right," she repeated.
"Why did you kiss me?"
"What?" she asked confused, lifting her head to look at him.
"When you walked into the room the first thing you did was kiss me, why?"
"Because it just feels… right," she shook her head. "But it didn't that moment."
"That's because you forced it." She still looked confused. "I'll show you." Felix pushed them up so that they were sitting a little more upright. He placed both his hands on her shoulders and started massaging her until he felt her lose the tension in her body and relaxed. "Close your eyes," he whispered.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. He leaned forward slowly, letting his nose brush against hers a few times before whispering, "Good." And placed his lips on hers. It was slow and loving, he kissed her in a way that couldn't have felt wrong. Everything that was right he let her feel in the kiss.
"Was that right?" he asked when he pulled back. Sophia nodded and leaned forward again, but he gently held her back. "Don't force it."
She opened her eyes to look at him, they were filled with tears. She was so confused, so out of her element. It broke his heart to see her like this. At this moment she was so lost, just like him. So he just held her, he held her the way he always wanted to be hold whenever he felt confused and lost. He didn't want her to feel like this, so he gave her all that he didn't have in times like these; a safe place to just cry out.
A/N: So here is a early Valentine chapter with some sweet fluff. Hope you all enjoyed it!
Please let me know what you thought of this chapter! and let me know what you think is going to happen next, I'm curious ;)
P.S. Tomorrow is my birthday! yay! (yes, valentine's day is my birthday)