Chapter 180: Bubble bath time

Elias’s POV

I press a tender kiss to the side of Noah’s head. The omega has fallen asleep and I keep myself above him, holding my weight on my arms to avoid crushing him.

He smells fulfilled.

I told him I love you. Three simple words, eternal complication.

There are so many questions on my mind. Can Elias Deus really be in love? Is the feeling real or is it a simulation? Is Noah sure he wants to be loved by death?

I have no answers to the questions. I do not plan to find answers to them either. I just want to fucking live.

The title ’Death’ is a part of me, but now I want to live. I trace a single finger over Noah’s lips with devotion. They are the perfect shape for kissing.

I am a god who takes kisses as his favorite offerings.

Noah is my cherry blossom; he is the sign of a new season for me. He’s the spring that will teach me to live and grow. My arms are starting to hurt from holding myself up, but I don’t mind. He’s perfect enough for me to endure any form of pain.

"Fuck" I hiss as a flare-up of the pain in my shoulder reminds me of the risk I’m taking.

My brain briefly takes me back to Julian’s cell. I was thirteen and heard Kai scream in pain. I couldn’t stay still as my brother was being hurt. In that moment, I launched at the door with my shoulder. I slammed into it again and again till I dislocated the shoulder.

I remember the blood, I remember Julian bringing in a learning nurse to fix it. It doesn’t hurt as much as it used to, but the scar is there, it’s a reminder of what I endured.

’And it’s proof that you deserve to live’ my alpha says quietly and I grunt in agreement.

Living and loving.

It’s a foreign concept to me, so tomorrow morning I’ll buy books on love. I’ll get more books on human emotions. If I have to, I’ll go back to gardening.

Mom says taking care of flowers and children helps him connect with humanity.

I don’t have a child, but my family already has multiple gardens. I’ll practice with the plants and this time, I won’t pull them out of the soil in annoyance.

My knot fully goes down, and I slowly pull out of the sleeping omega.

I fall next to his body, and ignoring how hard my shoulder is starting to hurt, I lift myself to look at his face again.

The goddess must have bragged to her other heavenly beings when she created Noah. Fuck, the sun must have sighed in jealousy when this beauty of mine smiled for the first time as a pup.

No one should look this...beautiful.

He slowly opens his eyes, and my breath catches in my throat. I do not deem myself to be a romantic like Damien does (he is a bloody liar) but seeing Noah’s eyes makes me want to write love songs.

I might have to get a therapist like Damien. My brain is functioning in a way that isn’t normal. I shouldn’t be thinking of love songs and romance. I kill for a living for fuck’s sake.

"Hi" Noah says in a groggy voice, and I nod instead of speaking. I can’t speak. My throat is clogged with something strange.

"Why are you staring at me like a lovestruck idiot?" he asks and I blink.

"I am not a lovestruck idiot" I counter his words and he grins like he didn’t just wake up. He’s back to his playful self.

"It’s okay to be a lovestruck idiot, Elias. I think it’s cute...uh...just take out the frown" he says.

"You just woke up, Noah. Your mouth shouldn’t be running like a broken faucet" I say and he gives me a kitten punch by hitting my hurting shoulder. It hurts, but I don’t complain. I like him sassy and playful as much as I like him submitted and filthy...he’s Noah and I love every part of him.

"I could kill for a bath" Noah says with a yawn and I frown in confusion.

"Why would you kill? You can barely stomach the sight of blood."

"It’s just an expression, Machinio Eliaso" he says with a roll of his eyes and a smile tugs at the corner of my lips. This omega...he wins. He wins in everything that has to do with me.

"Is it bad that I’m craving a bubble bath? Oh, I smoked bubble cigarettes with Lucas today and it was so funny" he says as he sits up and swings his legs to the other side.

I force myself to take my eyes off his ass. The sight of my cum dripping out of him is too erotic for me to bear. I do not enjoy mentally torturing myself.

"You want a bubble bath?" I ask and he nods without looking at me. He’s stretching his arms above his head.

"Yeah, I do. But it’s just a wish, I’m a grown ass man and I know we don’t have a-"

Fuck being a grown man. Anything he wants is what he will get. If he wants the moon to disappear for a night, I will make it happen.

"I’ll be back" I say as I get off the bed. I put my clothes on and head for the door. Kai always tries to sneak bubble bath products into the mansion, but he never closes his shopping tab.

I head for his room and knock on the door.

"What?" he opens with a scowl on his face. His almost white hair falls over his forehead in a messy way, and his eyes are half-hooded.

"You smell like sex" he says and wrinkles his nose at me.

"Noah wants a bubble bath."

"What does that have to do with me?"

"You have one" I state and his face turns pink with embarrassment.

"That’s supposed to be a secret, wait, how do you know about it? Fuck. Fine" he groans before going into his room. In forty-six seconds, he returns with the product and shoves it into my chest.

"The bubble products are just for pictures by the way" he grumbles and slams the door shut.

What pictures?

"Our baby brother takes bathtime thirst traps FYI" Damien says as he walks past me with Pride and Prejudice, his Dobermans, beside him. He doesn’t wait for me to respond, he just whistles and continues to walk.

I can tell he’s heading to the basement to see Zane. Mom will be mad, but he can do whatever he wants and so can Kai. Our youngest brother is nineteen and old enough to bear the consequences of whatever action he carries out.

I return to my bedroom and when I open the door, I am greeted by the sound of uneven heavy breathing.

"Noah?" I call out my mate’s name, following the sound to the bathroom where Noah is sitting on the floor. I pause as the metallic smell of blood hits my nose.

"Noah?" I say softly and he looks up at me with glassy eyes.

"Elias...I think something is wrong with me...I’m bleeding here" he says in a small voice. His hand shakes as he points to the blood between his legs and my heart drops to the floor.