back to blonde (tag Celia)

Celia had woken up in an empty room. Haven looked everywhere for Dimitri. She feared the worst. He was probably in a game. And dead. Celia had found comfort on the cold bathroom floor. Something she used to do as a kid. Whenever Celia felt sick as a child she would go to the bathroom. Sit on the cold floor. Her mother often yelled at her for doing so. The cold floor would make her sicker than her actual illness. But it was comforting. The cold reminded her that she could still feel... So when Dimitri was gone Celia's stomach had turned. Feeling sick she positioned herself like she usually would as a child. Celia woke up to hearing a familiar voice. Getting up from the floor. She saw Dimitri come in. Celia ran towards him. Wrapping her arms around him. She was so happy to see him alive. Or maybe this was a dream? Celia pinched herself for a moment. No she was awake. "Are you alright?" She asked worried when she broke the hug.

He sighed relieved when he found her in the other room. "Here you are...", he said and hugged her back tightly. "Yes... I guess...My body isn't harmed, but someone died again...at a fireworkshow. A man named Vincenzo", he explained, but didn't go further into detail. He wanted to forget, nor to remember. "I was glad you weren't there.." He looked into her eyes when they parted again. "And that you're still here....", he went on and hugged her once more, burrying his face into her hair. He must seem so weak right now, but he didn't care, he just needed to hold her. And to get held himself.

He seemed hurt. She held him close as he did her. So another person died. It vould've been them... Celia didn't want to think about it. "I was so afraid.." Celia whispered. It felt good to have him there again. Not wanting him to leave her side now. After a while she broke the hug. Taking hold of his hand. Leading him back into the orher room. And sitting down on the bed with him. Caressing through his hair. "Is there anything I could do to cheer you up a bit?" She asked. Looking into his eyes. Still holding his hand. Caressing his fingers. She could see he was damaged. He wasn't broken but this left a big mark on him.

"I'm sorry...." He didn't want to cause her any trouble or worries. When she broke the hug, he let her lead him to the bed without any word and sat down on it next to her. Her touches felt good. Consolable and caring. He finally looked at her and sighed. This question had been the perfect invite for a dirty comment, but he simply didn't have the energy for that right now. His head was still hurting and the incident from before was still stuck in his bones. "I guess... that you're here with me is enough right now.", he said then and returned her glance. "I'm tired...", he admitted then. He really was. Not only because of the headache, but of everything. Of this place, those events, the kidnapper, the angst. At least Celia was here and not some crazy roommate... He smiled slightly at her.

She looked at him worried. Celia moved closer to him. Gently pushing him down on the bed. "Then let us rest.." She whispered. Moving beside him. Holding Dimitri in a comforting hug. Placing a kiss on his cheek. All those games where taking a toll on him. She caressed his cheek. It was sad to see him like this. Celia wanted him to be happy. To laugh like he did when they were together last. Celia looked at him. "Don't think about it..." She said softly. "Look at me..all will be fine in the end. I promise.." Celia couldn't promise anything. But she wanted to comfort him. She wanted to be there for her. Now that he needed her.

It was really nice how she took care of him. Her kissing and caressing. He enjoyed that, but his eyes were empty, looking down. "I'm trying....", he mumbled and met her eyes as she told him to. 'I promise'....This made him snort shortly and his lips deformed to a smile. "...Well, if you say so, I have to believe it, right? So I will.", he said. He felt a spark of hope inflaming inside of him. "Thank you Celia..." He leant his face into the croatch of her neck and smelled her. She was always odorant, like roses. He closed his eyes, feeling better and safe in her arms.
He must've fallen asleep, Dimitri realized when he opened his eyes again. Celia was still there, holding him and smelling like roses. He tightened his grip around her. He would never let her go. Never. And he would do anything that at least she could get out of here...

She smiled when he thanked her. Feeling him snuggle closer. She let him. He needed it. Celia noticed he fell asleep. Closing her eyes. Her hand gently caressing through his hair. Letting him sleep. She had seen the emptiness. He needed the rest. The peace. She would give him that. After a while she felt him tighten his grip on her. "Dimi..." Celia whispered. Perhaps he had a nightmare. Celia closed her eyes again. "Don't have bad dreams Dimitri... Only sweet ones..." She whispered again. Her hand caressing his hair. Celia felt so drawn to him. So caring.. She wanted to care for him. To make him feel better than he did now.

He hummed. "I don't have nightmares...", he whispered as well and started to draw circles on her back with one hand. "Mhhhhh ...don't stop", he protested when she seemed to stop stroking through his hair. He really loved that. He closed his eyes again when she continied. "And if I have dreams, I hope you'll be in them. In freedom, together with me. Maybe on top of the eiffel-tower, watching Paris laying to our feet with all those lights and tiny people living their lifes.... and the horizon being far away. So far that we could never reach it if we tried.", he said and let his imagination flow. He wanted this vision to become reality so badly....
After a while he talked again: "Celia..... I promise I will do anything so you can see the horizon again..." Even if he and all the others had to die. She had to live....

Celia listened to his story. How he wanted to take her to Paris. Her heart fluthered and her cheeks blushed thinking about it. "Oh Dimitri.." She sighed. "That sounds so nice..." He seemed so passionated now.. His promise made her feel shivers. "I want to see that horizon together with you Dimitri..." She answered. "I promise I will do anything to have you with me." Celia moved so she could look into his eyes.

He also moved to meet her eyes. Holding her gaze for a long moment while a warm feeling flooded his body. Could it be? Was he really falling in love right now? For the split of a second, he feared this feeling, but the fear was gone as quickly as it had come. He just looked back into her eyes, seeing the same warmth in them that he felt. "Celia....", he whispered and laid his hand on her cheek, leaning in to kiss her. His kiss was gentle, but he put all his feelings into it. He would protect her, no matter what the cost. He broke the kiss, but backed up only a centimeter from her. "Celia.. I think I....", he stopped and started over. "You are the most beautiful and loveable person I've ever met in my life...." Now he finally understood how other men could say corny things like this. He hadn't believed that they were honest, but saying this now to her, he was completely honest.

He spoke to her so softly.. His kiss sending shivers down her spine. It was so passionate. But it was not like the other times. He broke the kiss leaving her breathless. Celia looked at him. He wanted to say something but stopped mid sentence.. Celia wondered what he had in mind to say. He then continued. Making her smile while her heart beat a bit faster. "Dimi.." She whispered. Caressing his cheek. She was falling for him. For his smooth words. But they didn't feel smooth. They felt meant. Celia closed her eyes. "Kiss me again for it might be our last.." She whispered. Celia was at a loss for words. Not sure what to say. She had so many things to say. But which word fit the puzzle? Which word would stay in his memory? "I do not believe I have ever felt the way I do now Dimitri." Celia added. She wasn't lying. She had not felt this way ever. Sure she had crushes. But this was so much deeper.

She wouldn't have to ask twice for another kiss. He was almost touching her lips, when she said something again, so he backed off again to look at her while she was talking. He kept looking at her lips with half-closed eyes until she was finished, then looked up into her eyes. So maybe she shared these feelings with him? It was all so strange. Excitement rose in his stomach and he smiled. "I hope you're feeling good..", he meant with a teasing grin and kissed her without even waiting for her reply. Quickly kissing her with incrising passion.

She let him kiss her. Kissing him back. A shiver running over her spine. Celia broke the kiss to take a breath. His lips felt so good. She wanted nothing more than to stay forever with him. Holding his hand. Giving it a gentle squeeze and kissing him again. Was she falling for him? She probably was. Celia moved closer to she was resting her head in the crook of his neck. Holding him close. "It is a scary feeling.." She whispered. "I feel so happy with you. But so afraid for you.."