I hear a groan next to me in bed and I'm up grabbing a glass of water from the night stand.
"Here you go John. Drink this." I hand the glass to him which he takes, slowly sitting up to sip it.
Another loud groan escapes his lips as he tries to open his eyes.
I get up closing the curtains, "Is that better?"
"No...but yes. Thank you." I can see he's hurting from the alcohol. His arms are tense but weakly held over his eyes still, his breathing sounds labored with sighs and groans.
"Drink some more water, I'll get you something for the headache so you can go back to sleep." I go to the bathroom and grab some headache medicine. I look twice and grab some peppermint and lavender oils I have in there as well. I give him the aspirin and he takes it, moaning upon the opening of his eyes.
"I'm going to rub some oils on you, to help ease the pain."
All I get is a grunt of acceptance to that.
'Very well, I wouldn't want to talk either with a hangover.'
I sit there rubbing the oils into his temples and forehead, eliciting moans of painful, yet soothing, responses to my touch. I couldn't help but squirm a little, trying not to giggle over a few moans he started to make.
"Ohhhh yesss.... That feeels good." John moans out like he's in a porn and I can't hold it in.
*Suppressed snorting*
I straighten my face out and see one eye lazily open, then the other open at me under my still moving hands.
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"I'll go make something to eat. Let you rest some more." I rub his cheek tenderly and go out to the kitchen.
I bring him in some eggs and toast, orange juice and more water. We eat in tense silence, the scrape of silverware on plates and the clearing of throats is the only sound that breaks it. I let him finish and take the plates away before coming back with another glass of water.
"Are you wanting to get some more rest?" I ask tentatively.
John sighs, wincing as he spoke, "Yes. I would."
"Okay, I'll let you rest. I'll be at HQ handling some things I didn't earlier. Call me when you're up." I lean forward and go to kiss him on the cheek, but he flinches back.
'Ouch. That reaction was unnecessary.'
John just rolls to his side and closes his eyes. I stand up and walk to the doorway, pausing without looking back I tell him the only thing I can.
"I love you, John. Only you." I walk out to the living room and snap myself to my office at HQ.
There's a stack of files on the desk and some notes. I sit down and start going through the notes. Most are condolences for the loss of Futere, all from our mutual friends. I shed a few tears reading them and writing some quick thankful responses down and snap the notes to their homes. I pull the files towards me and begin the paperwork part.
I had to sign off on the use of the bottles, all 123 shot size bottles that my rescue operation used. Thinking back on it, we used a lot more bottles than we should have.
'Why are the bottles not as potent as before? We should have been able to go longer than what we did...'
Suddenly my office door opens and Lily walks in with more files.
ヾ(*'Ｏ'*)/
"HOLY SNICKERS!" She shouts jumping back dropping the folders.
We both kind of laugh awkwardly embarrassed from being startled by each other.
"Sin, I wasn't expecting you here right now. Thought you'd be home, beating the living tar out of John still." She gives me a questionable smirk.
Caught off guard, I have to ask, "Beating the living tar out of John? Why would I be doing that for him getting drunk?"
She pauses looking like a deer caught in the headlights. "You don't know?"
"KNOW WHAT?" I stand up, I see she's about ready to bolt out the door.
"I think I should go now...." She fumbles with the door and heads out like the devils on her tail.
(ノ｀Д´)ノ彡┻━┻
"LILY ANZO GET BACK HERE!" I call out after her, snapping myself out to the hallway. She crashes right into me, taking us both down to the floor.
"oomph!" Even with the wind knocked out of me, I held onto Lily and snapped us back to my office.
"TALK. NOW."
(ಠ_ಠ)━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
I pull her up and sit her down in a chair, taking a seat in the one right next to her.
(;ŏ﹏ŏ)
She laughs uncomfortably, "I wasn't there to witness everything last night. All I know for sure is when I went into the bar for a drink, he was at the bar with some blonde chick getting awfully friendly and close. He looked pretty wasted though. Right when I was going to go over and say something though, Suites showed up and shooed the hoe away. He sat with him for awhile and then took him to the mess hall for food."
ರ_ರ
Tension floods the room.
7(´д`)┌
She throws her hands up, "That's all I know! Go talk to the bartender or look at the security footage if you want to."
I crack my knuckles as my blood begins to boil.
ರ_ರ━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ
'Blonde chick? Friendly hoe?.... AND HE TRIED TO GIVE ME SHIT YESTERDAY?!'
ಠಿ_ಠ
'Why didn't Suites tell me about the woman?'
I was starting to see red as I remembered how he flinched and rolled away from me just a little while ago.
'Guilty conscience maybe?'
Lily stood up and made her way to the door, "I'm sorry Sin! I thought you knew already! Call me later if you want to talk, after you've cooled down okay!"
She quickly leaves knowing I'm about to break something. I satisfy the urge by punching my very solid desk.
(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┳━┳
It screeches and groans as it moves an inch back. I look down at my bloody knuckles that give me a different type of pain to focus on.
I gather up the files from the floor, my knuckles already repairing on their own. I sit down and finish my work first, quicker than I've ever thought possible.
I'm pulling up the surveillance videos from last night at the bar, watching John ..... show up with the blonde chick.
'Who is she?!'
I don't recognize her, and the way she seems to stay so close.... it's like they know each other.
'Suites, he shooed her off. He may know.'
Suddenly a half-naked, boxers and socks only, sweaty, dirty Suites appears in my office.
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"Oh my." I look away embarrassed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to do that."
He turns away from me, still trying to process the change of scenery.
"UH... OKAY?!"
(╬☉д⊙)⊰⊹ฺ
"I'm glad you didn't wait much longer because I was about to be in the showers. You could have called me you know." He quickly tries to cover himself when he notices my gaze is away from him. There was little being left to the imagination at the moment.
"WHY AM I HERE BY THE WAY?" He looks just as embarrassed and confused.
I snap a towel to me and toss it to him.
"Thanks." He wraps it around his waist and sits.
"I'm sorry about this Suites but I need you to answer this question now. Who is the blonde haired chick from last night?" I get straight to the point leaning onto my desk with my hands.
Stuttering he doesn't seem to know what to say, "I...Well.. I um," which only pisses me off more.
ಠ益ಠ
Through gritted teeth, vehemently I grind out.
"WHO? IS? SHE?"
Indignantly Suites points a finger at me, "My love life is no business of yours, Sin."
My face must have turned black because he leaned back in his chair to put space between us.
"I'm not talking about your love life." I turn the monitor towards him, pointing her out.
A light bulb clicks on his head and he sighs. "OHHH... That's Rosie." His casual nature pisses me off even more. He raises a hand to stop me from going over the desk at him, "It's not what you think. She's naturally a very, 'hug and touchy person'. She's like that with everyone. I'm sure she was just trying to comfort and cheer him up."
"How are you so sure?" I ask him, my blood boiling behind my eyes.
Coolly he cocks an eyebrow at me.
"Because, guys are not her forte."
'Oh.'
I was like a balloon that someone deflated, the tension releasing making my shoulders drop.
"You really thought John would let another woman put their hands on him like that? That he would actually cheat on you?" Suites looks at me disbelief and disgust cross his features.
I shrink back and flop in my seat sighing.
"I thought you, of all people, knew John better than that." Suites crosses his arms and furrows his brows, his lips puckering in a scowl.
Now it was my turn to look ashamed and stutter. "I, uh, I do. I just heard.... You have to admit, it doesn't look innocent. I mean she did get him wasted." I grasp onto a straw to try and hold onto my dignity.
"Are you sure she's the one who got him drunk?" He raises a brow in question.
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I shake my head no and lower my gaze.
"Sin, look, I know the stress of every thing going on is getting to everyone. No one really knows what the outcome is going to end up with right now, and we're all trying to focus on something other than the 'what if's'. One thing is for sure though. One day, all of us, are going to be gone, win or lose this thing. You two though," He uncrosses his arms and sighs, "you two will still have each other. Right now, you two are acting like immature adults, teenagers even, and for what? Jealousy? Really? Everything you two have been through..." He trails off as I hold up my hand.
"Not just jealousy. I doubted whether he was the real John, my John, and ever since we've been reunited that's been a weak spot for both of us."
Suites just stares at me, eyes wide as he cocks his head at me, mouth open. "You two are a special kind of dense, right?"
(↼_↼)｡.ﾟ+
"Talk to your husband Sin. Now, can I go back and shower please? Looks like I'm going to have my own explaining to do now." He exhales loudly and my own light bulb goes off.
"OH, she was still there?! Sorry! Thank you, BYE!" I rush out, snapping him back to his place.
'Well this sucks. looks like I need to apologize and admit I was.... wrong....'
(ب_ب)