Broken Bond: Between Vices and Virtues (BL)
Chapter 72: Sleeping next to you

Chapter 72: Sleeping next to you

Knox closed his eyes again. His temples were still throbbing hard and his head felt so heavy. He could swear he saw his son looking down at him, so why did the room feel so silent and chilly? If KNoa was in his room, he should be jumping on his bed and shaking his shoulders nonstop to show him whatever proud creation he did.

’Wait...earlier...what happened...oh, I’m not in my room!’ he abruptly opened his eyes, widening at the realization. He was in the abroad for the launch! Then, who...? Quickly, his pupils shifted to the person sitting beside him who was emitting a chilly aura as freezing as the water at the North Pole.

He blinked twice, thinking he was just dreaming. Because why would the man appear in his dreams? They said you’ll dream of something and someone you’d been thinking about the whole day, but never did Azrael enter his mind during the times he was there. He was so busy he turned off his phone, so he won’t be disturbed by him.

’Did he get upset and think I’m avoiding him again? So, he’s visiting me in my dreams now?’ Knox thought to himself. A subtle smile broke in his lips as he gazed at Azrael’s face. He finds it amusing that the man was trying to act gentle and considerate, yet still couldn’t hide his innate crankiness and pettiness.

"Who’s Knoa?"

Azrael’s voice echoed in his ears. Knox stiffened. His face paled and his heart began pounding louder. Is this a dream where Azrael finds out about his son? He asked himself. His forehead broke into a cold sweat. Will he be able to tell him even in his dreams? And what would Azrael’s reaction be?

If Azrael smiled and rejoiced, then that would only be a projection of what Knox truly desired. Even if the guy had shown him time and time again his affection, Knox couldn’t be certain. Azrael was a man full of surprises and ambiguity. He hated omegas, he hated being deceived, and he hated Knox before, so Knox was afraid to accept everything he said or did for him.

At the back of his head, a part of him was telling him – ’He’s not sincere. He’s suspicious. He’s acting that way because he wants something from you.’

Getting drowned in those negative thoughts swirling inside him, the only thing he could do was put a considerable distance between them. It felt as though if he tried to swim above those thoughts and let Azrael rescue him, then he’d end up getting thrown into a much deeper pit instead.

That’s how much his distrust towards Azrael is. So, how could he trust him not to flip once he hears about Knoa?

Even in his dreams, he won’t tell it to him.

"Knoa who?"

Azrael crumpled his face. Knox seemed distraught. Did he only mishear him? Or was he calling his name?

’Who would call out his own name in their sleep?’ Azrael retorted himself. He sighed and just pushed it aside, deeming it insignificant. Raising his hand to caress Knox’s hair again, he sported a sweet smile and asked, "How are you feeling?"

Knox blankly stared at Azrael. His pupils were normal until they slowly dilated and his mouth opened wide in shock.

"Ahh!"

He pulled the covers to his neck and scooched away from Azrael. Yelling at the top of his lungs, he pointed at Azrael with his foot covered in a blanket, "What the f*ck are you doing here?! How did you get in?! Did you teleport?! How did you know where I am?!"

Azrael halted in his movement. ’Did he just ask me if I teleported?’, laughter broke in the room, erasing the chilly atmosphere that once settled after his mood darkened when he heard a stranger’s name escape on Knox’s lips.

Knox was aghast, not only because of the man appearing in his room out of the blue but also because of that man’s strange behavior. Azrael’s sharp eyes were curved into crescent-like shapes, almost hiding his gray eyes behind those thick eyelashes, and his cheeks were raised along with his thin and sensuous lips that almost reached his ear.

His face was exactly the description of laughing merrily and genuinely.

’What’s happening? Is it really a dream?’ Knox pinched his arm and he slightly winced. The spot easily turned red because of his thin and pale complexion. He then looked at Azrael, amazed, "I wasn’t dreaming..."

"Why do you think you’re dreaming? Diva received an invitation, but she couldn’t go because she was sick. So, I came instead," Azrael answered after his laughter subsided a little. His eyes sparked with amusement after Knox unconsciously frowned. So, he quickly added, "I actually snatched the invitation from her. She knew I wanted to come here because of you, so she gave in easily."

Knox couldn’t hide his blushing face. His cheeks heated and he buried his face in the blanket. He just hardened his heart and told himself not to fall into his tricks, but there he was, blushing like a teenage kid getting flirted with his crush.

He faked a cough and looked away, "But how did you get in here? I’m sure the guests were given accommodation in the hotel. Why are you here?"

"I came here because I was worried. You fainted so suddenly that if your brother didn’t catch you, I would have stormed in and taken you instead," Azrael replied, grinning ear to ear.

Knox sighed. His shoulders drooped upon remembering what happened, "Right. I’m glad my brother came...! Wha...w-what...? Wait...wait! So, you knew all along?! That Athan’s my brother?! How did you know?!"

He stood on his knees above the bed in surprise. The blanket he held slipped and his body covered with a thin robe was exposed. Because of his rash movement, the right sleeve of the robe slightly slid off his shoulder, revealing his pale white shoulder, half of his sharp and defined collarbones, down to his right chest allowing the pinkish base part of his nipple to peek out.

Azrael caught his breath in a hitch. His face changed, and behind his curved eyes lurked a danger that might soon be unleashed if the thoughtless omega before him won’t pull his clothes up.

However, the omega was indeed foolish and careless. Instead of noticing how the alpha before him was openly staring at his chest with lust dancing in his eyes, he even crawled closer to Azrael, eagerly awaiting the man’s answer.

Azrael gulped.

Knox’s position reminded him of an obedient puppy waiting for its treat, with his legs folded and closed together above the bed, but his chest displayed from the loose thin robe he was wearing, and his neck inclined as he looked up at him.

Who wouldn’t lose his reins?

Azrael ran his tongue over his dry lips, then he asked with a smirk, "Do you want a treat, Knox?"

Knox furrowed his brows, confused, he returned a question, "What?"

Azrael, "I’ll answer your question if you allow me to give you a treat."

Knox, still looked baffled, "What treat?"

"Just say you’ll accept it."

"Tell me what it is, first."

"It’s nothing dangerous...well, it’s not...as long I hold back, I think," Azrael’s gaze moved from Knox’s chest down to the ribbon tying the robe together.

Knox followed the alpha’s gaze and looked down, only to be astonished at what he found out. He quickly grabbed the ends of his robe and dared to close to them, however, before he could do so, Azrael grabbed both of his wrists and pushed him onto the bed, putting all his weight on him.

"What are you doing?!" Knox screamed, grabbing the back of Azrael’s hair and pulling it backward.

Azrael chuckled, sending shivers down Knox’s spine. ’Why is he laughing when I did this to him?’ Knox frighteningly asked inwardly, pulling Azrael’s hair harder to test the limit of his patience.

Unbeknownst to Knox, no matter how much he pulled Azrael’s hair, the exuberance he was feeling for finding the truth couldn’t be overcome by the pain on his scalp.

After a few minutes of pulling and ripping Azrael away from him, Knox’s arms got tired. In the end, he rested them above Azrael’s broad back and sighed resignedly.

Azrael smiled. He felt extreme joy at their comfortable proximity, with Knox’s arms almost hugging him, and his body on top of him, their heartbeats joined together, racing with each other. Azrael slid his arms between Knox and the bed, grasping his body tighter while burying his face on his chest.

"H-Hey...I can’t breathe..." Knox complained. "You shouldn’t be here too. What if someone sees you here? I don’t want another scandal. Get off me, now."

Azrael ignored his complaints and just sniffed his scent. "H-Hey...stop it, sir..." Knox begged. Since his conditions rely on Azrael to get better, adding the effect of the bond they had, he gets weak when it comes to his advances and pheromones, thus, just that simple snuggling over the bed can arouse something in him.

"Isn’t it time to stop calling me ’sir’? Call me by my name instead, Knox. Do you even know my name?" Azrael pushed up a little bit and faced Knox’s flustered face. He bumped his forehead on his, and grinned, "And if you’re worried about another scandal, well, congratulations Knox, you earned another one."

"What do you mean?" Knox inquired; a bit puzzled.

Azrael responded as his gaze moved down to Knox’s parted lips, "How else do you think I learned about the truth behind you and that ass...that bastard’s relationship?" He lost to his restraints and sealed Knox’s lips with his without finishing his speech.

Azrael expected to be pushed and punched, but to his surprise, Knox welcomed him openly. That gesture only ignited his desire more. He deepened the kiss with so much fervor. His hands glided on Knox’s back, the left moved up to cup his nape and pulled him closer, while the right settled on his waist, putting him in place.

Half-opening his eyes, Azrael witnessed how Knox trembled from his every touch. When he slightly pulled his lips away and rested them atop Knox’s at a feather’s width, like a butterfly hovering around petals for a tasteful kiss, Knox showed impatience and deprivation.

He was the petal that raised its edge to touch the butterfly instead, and Azrael was the butterfly that teased the flower until the flower gave in and showed effort to be claimed.

Immense satisfaction surged inside Azrael. He rejoiced, thinking that soon, Knox won’t be able to live without him anymore.