A Question of Trust - Chapter Nine

A Question of Trust - Chapter Nine

Fandom: Dungeons & Dragons / Forgotten Realms
Rating: E
Warnings:
Relationship: Ashenivir Zauvym/Rizeth Velkon’yss
Chapter Specific Tags: Angst
Wordcount: 4240

AO3 / Neocities

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When a bed is empty, you can tell without opening your eyes. There’s a certain lack of warmth and weight, a flatness to the sheets that speaks of absence. There’s the breath that doesn’t sigh against your neck, the legs not tangled with your own, the kiss upon your shoulder that doesn’t come.

Ashenivir lay with his eyes closed for a long time, hoping. The bed was large enough that he could still roll over and find Rizeth on the far side of it. He’d be facing away, tense and awake and silent, as uncertain and sick from a night of poor reverie as Ashenivir was. It would be hard to reach out, but he’d do it. Touch Rizeth’s arm, start to apologise and before the words made it out, Rizeth would turn and pull him close and he’d cry again because he’d been so stupid, but it would all be fine now, because it was always fine. His Master never let things stay any other way.

When he rolled over, the bed was empty. His heart collapsed in on itself, his throat so tight it disconnected from his lungs. How he had any tears left was a mystery, yet on they came.

It was well into the morning by the time he made himself get up. He’d slept in his clothes, and felt grimy and wretched. The apartment was dreadfully silent, the bedroom door still closed—he paused with a hand on it, then went to take a bath instead. Afterwards, he put on one of Rizeth’s shirts and went to face the silence, praying he was wrong.

He wasn’t.

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Author's Notes: i'd apologise for 2 chapters of angst in a row but in my defence i did give you the dessert of that power word pleasure first so now you gotta eat your vegetables :p

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