True P.O.V

Waking up with a small yawn, I slowly crack my eyes open, scanning the room I was in before remembering where exactly I was because waking in a black themed room with five seconds of confusion. Seriously, it is really disconcerning when for a couple seconds you think you've been kidnapped, but thankfully, I remembered where I was really quickly.

It was probably because the dull ache in my back and up my spine, that and I could smell Alister all over the sheets that was covering me, keeping me warm. His scent was surrounding me, his whole room smelt of his deliciousness. I smiled, pushing myself up. I ignored the pain that shot up my back and looked over to the other side of the bed, mildly disappointed that the person I wanted to see, the person I was looking for wasn't there.

I glanced throughout the room hoping I could find a sign of where he might be. The bathroom doors were open and the lights turned off, the door to the room closed and the lights off. I sigh, knowing I'll have to go searching for him, since it obviously can't be simply to find a person, especially inside a house as big as the one that I'm currently in, it's logically going to take forever to find Alister.

Sigh, whatever.

Alister P.O.V

I woke to a truthfully amazing sight.

Truth.

He had his little blonde head against my chest, his legs intertwined with mine. His arm thrown over my chest, keeping me close to him. I had my right arm under his head as his pillow. I smiled down at my boyfriend.

Boyfriend. It brought a larger smile onto my face. It makes me so happy to be able to call him mine, to claim his as my boyfriend, as something nobody but me can claim him as. It warmed my soul, it warmed my heart. I ran my hand up and down is back, feeling occasional scars, making my anger spike slightly. He should have never been harmed like the way he has been in the past, he did nothing to deserve anything he put up with. It wasn't his fault his father hated him, something I've yet to understand, something I doubt even True understands. What could he have ever done to anyone to make people hate him as much as they do? I don't see any reason to hate him, yet everyone else, seems to see him and instantly feel hate.

That ends now, if it hasn't ended completely. No one will harm him while I've with him, while I'm alive. Sure my job and position will surely paint another target onto his back, not that he needed another target. I'd never want harm to come his way but I don't think I could ever actually give him up.

I've known True less than a year and I can already tell he's everything I've ever wanted in a lover, in a partner. Why would I let go of the perfect prize? Of the perfect treasure? I don't think I ever could. Not that I'd ever want to.

I look over to my left, reach with my free hand for my phone, which after cleaning us up, discarded onto the night stand. I click the button that turns the device on and the first thing that pops up is a calender notification for today. 2-14.

Wait! Valentines day?! My eyes widen and my mind filled with so many possiblites of the things I could treasure my treasure with. It couldn't be too much, I know True wouldn't appreciate me gifting him with something over a hundred dollars when he deserved hundreds of thousands just for being himself.

I slowly untangle myself from True, not wanting to wake him up, since it was kind of early, not that he necessarily needed sleep as we've been asleep for more than twelve hours, and counting but I knew deep down that True really needed this time for some slumber.

Once I successfully untangled me and my precious, I laid him in a much more comfortable position and waited a couple seconds to make sure he wouldn't wake up, he made a small whining noise for a second before his body tensed and untensed and he was out yet again. I smiled lovingly down at the sleeping shape of my boyfriend, leaning down kissing the top of his head before walking out of the room, my head looking down at my phone as I scanned local store websites to pick the perfect thing for True.

True P.O.V

I remained in the room for about thirty more minutes, hoping he'd come back in here after a couple minutes. It didn't happen that way and I found myself pouting to myself. Where was he?

I didn't let my mind begin to wander to the negative possiblities that could be what happened, so I climbed out of the bed, grabbed my clothes from the night before. I slipped the clothes on, smiling softly when I noticed that it was actually the clothes that was leant to me by Alister.

I open the bedroom door, and walk down the hallway listening for motion or any sign of someone even being here.

I searched for quite a while, eventually venturing down stairs to see all the lights off and nobody here. There was nothing. It felt almost as if I was intruding, like I had broke into the house. It felt wrong to be here without Alister, it would have been okay if I could have confirmed that him, or even Kyle was here, but based on my search, no one was home.

I felt my heart sink as the bad thoughts sunk into my head.

Did he not enjoy last night?

Did I do something wrong?

I-. . . I should probably leave . . .

After making sure I had everything that was actually mine, and I darted out the main doors, making sure to close the door behind me since it was cold outside and it was snowing, a beautiful thing for a day like today. I didn't even know what day it was, probably just another day.

I sigh, walking down the road, seeings occasional cars drive by as they went to wherever location and glancing at my phone I see it's 6:23, I sigh before shutting my phone down, and walked and walked, and a frown spread at the location I found myself at, the exact place I had ran away from.

Home.