ADDICTION. (hiatus)

                 “Then don’t make a little boy pout.” Adrien giggled and leaned against the executioner, taking in a small breath. “I will, I will when I get home tomorrow after staying with you tonight. It’s hard not to, he looks like a doe-eyed little kid. Even I’m not that bad and I’m younger than him. You call me little bird, not birdie, I do it to tease him.”

                 “Then don’t make me pout.” Adrien returned the kiss and got on his toes to rest his chin on the redhead’s shoulder. “I’d have to talk about it to my guardians, and my brother. But, I’d love to. I’d just have to leave some days due to training, I can be gone for a while if you can handle that, and of course with work I’m still busy. I figured much, you’re not Bengal or his little birdie.”

                 “I never said you were, either,” he pouted, “But of course I miss you. I love my family and I love being with them, but I love being with you too and wish I could be with you more.” You need to slow down, friend.

                 “Well, it’s better than nothing, isn’t it? At least I missed you than you just being a cure for my everlasting boredom. I’m glad to hear you missed me though.” Perhaps you should fix that, or not outwardly admit it.

                 “No, nothing of that sort. Rather, I’m bored, I have off and my brother’s sleeping. So I sneaked out to come and see you. I missed you.” That’s not something you should be proud of saying.

                 “Nothin’. I’m not picking any sort of fight.” The bird replied quickly and his amber pools glanced up at the redhead. It’s not like yours is any better, courting a fifteen year old as it is.

                 So he likes an asshole to be his mate? So what if that person’s blunt and rude? He’s attractive and that’s all that matters right now.

                 Adrien understood, he knew the old Chain was rather a worrisome person more than anything. He didn’t mind it though, it wasn’t suffocating typically, but if it was, Adrien wasn’t afraid to let him know and back off a little bit. A soft grunt came forth and strong arms wrapped around Bengal’s broad shoulders, fingers lacing around the nape of his neck. Adrien shook his head at the offer of tea. “You don’t...need to, it’s just that I haven’t spoken in a while. It’s like my vocal cords are adjusting to being used once more... Just any drink will do.” A soft breath escaped from those pale lips, a quiet noise coming from the young Chain. He always forgot how much he missed Bengal’s affections until he was given them. A nice relaxing night did sound nice though, especially when his head was quiet and he was tame.

                 Adrien’s sure everyone would like to, especially since hes kept everyone cut off. He didn’t see anyone’s vision nor hear from anyone --- and no one heard from him, all they knew was that he was awake. The small male let out a soft grunt as he was brought up to his feet, careful of his legs and sure they wouldn’t lock from sitting too long. A smile, faint and quick, pulled at those pale lips, those ivory fangs puckering out more between the soft skin. When he wasn’t feeling so hesitant over everything he did, he’d eventually fall back into his playful routine, hopefully. He didn’t want to change too much that he’d be a stranger to his mate and son --- and one they didn’t enjoy. Finally, after days without speaking, a crack came from the noirette. “Sure...” His voice was quiet, hushed, hoarse --- but it was there.

                 And Adrien didn’t want him to. He was just left with his thoughts, which were even blank themselves. Taking his hand away from biting his long nails, the harpy leaned into the warm touch of his lover’s hand. That warm, welcoming touch he missed so much over the year and those strong hands he found so comforting, even powerful as they may be. He found comfort in Bengal. Honey-yellow eyes stared up at the older Chain and he gave a terse nod. All Bengal ever did was take care of him, especially now. Adrien would have to make it up some day, at least to show how much he appreciates his mate.

                 Adrien didn’t mind the silence, his head was quiet at least, mainly because he had the sheer will and strength to ignore everyone in his head and block them out. He could just feel the uneasiness from everyone in the family seeping in him. He shouldn’t be too shocked, but he wasn’t entirely happy either. The harpy glanced up at the older Chain, a curious look in those amber pools as to question what his mate wanted.

                 He doens’t know whether are people are waiting for him to explode from his silence or to leave again. He had no intentions of doing either, but he certainly grew more uncomfortable the more tension and uneasiness he felt from everyone. Maybe he should just go back up to bed.

                 It’d just be nice to sleep for a century, go into hibernation or some bullshit like that. All he seems to do is cause trouble and make the worst out of anything.