Capture

As the van parked in front of a very old looking building, Marion took a small breath.  Well, what was he going to do now? He had to find some way of confessing his undying love for the guy in the back of the car, preferably without getting killed. Aside from that, there was another thing he still didn't understand. The brunette got out of the car and retrieved the blond from the back of the van, before carrying the blindfolded guy into the building.

The loud sound of a slap echoed through the basement, that wasn't completely finished yet and was as old as the practically dying building it belonged to. Two hands grabbed the larger male by his shoulders and forced him down on the bed quite roughly. Fighting back was no option, for his kidnapper had made no hurry in untying the male.

"I'd do anything, anything for you! Every time I sabotaged you it was because I had to rescue you from those people who were planning to destroy you! I took you away from there because they would've destroyed you if I didn't! I'm more loyal to you than anyone will ever be, so why won't you love me?! And if you don't love me then why the hell did you ever pick me up from the streets?!"

James, as the blond haired male was actually called although everyone still called him some form of Dominick, couldn't get himself to reply. The pure anger spewing out of the brunette's forest green eyes was unlike anything he had ever seen before and he never knew there was such a fire burning in the guy he considered nothing more than a wimpy pet. Honestly, even he wasn't too sure why he took Marion in as his pet so his mind started twisting and processing to get to an answer.

No matter how bad Marion was at various things or how delusional his dream world was, there was something about the shorter male that was pleasing.  On the first look the boy didn't look very suspicious or noticeable, which made him a very good spy. But as James was forced to look a second time, there were suddenly so many things he had never seen before. Marion's slender frame was quite pretty, his facial features were delicate, nicely framed by the brown, straight locks he had. The boy could easily fool people into thinking he was a girl if he wanted to.

However… love, emotional attachment and emotions alike should always be considered a weakness in the profession they had. The fact that Marion would literally do everything for James because he was madly in love and obviously obsessed with creating his perfect world into the reality made him weak. So why did some soft voice in a deeply hidden corner of James his mind softly whine about the idea that Marion would totally jump in front of him to safe the life of his obsession if he had to?

He could feel the ropes getting untied by the one who was holding him captive, probably because Marion wouldn't let him sleep in discomfort out of love.  James rolled his eyes before shivering as the bed and room were way too cold to sleep alone and before he knew it himself he had pulled the  other male into a quite close hug.

"Shut up and come here. I'm tired and it's cold. You're a horrible person and pet, but a good compact heater."