06-12-2022, 05:00 AM
In the instant Arthur stepped out of the room, Malachi sat upright. And, while he considered all of the fastest ways to pull his clothes back on and get out of the room before the doctor could take notice, he sat unmoving at the edge of the couch.
He had moved by the time Arthur returned, of course.
Leaned against the back of the couch instead, with his head fallen back over the cushions, he drew in another deep breath as the sounds of footsteps shuffled back into the room. Resigned to what he’d just agreed to, by not taking the moment to escape.
Arthur wasn't sorry at all.
Malachi lifted his head and, without a word about it, pulled himself up from the cushions to do as Arthur asked. He stopped a foot ahead of him, resettling tired dark eyes on the doctor’s face – and waited.
He had moved by the time Arthur returned, of course.
Leaned against the back of the couch instead, with his head fallen back over the cushions, he drew in another deep breath as the sounds of footsteps shuffled back into the room. Resigned to what he’d just agreed to, by not taking the moment to escape.
Arthur wasn't sorry at all.
Malachi lifted his head and, without a word about it, pulled himself up from the cushions to do as Arthur asked. He stopped a foot ahead of him, resettling tired dark eyes on the doctor’s face – and waited.
