My eyes shot open quickly as the scent of pancakes invaded my senses, I felt my mouth water as I jumped off my bed, my feet slipping into the flip flops, I was quick to brush my teeth, splashing some water on my face in the process. I ran my fingers through my hair and smiled at my reflection.

Jogging my way downwards, I was welcomed by Damian's strong back whose muscles flexed with every flip of the pancake, it was such a welcoming sight.

''Vas cookin' '' I tease dangling on his shoulder bone, jumping on the marble island watching him make the perfect pancakes, I never knew he knew all this, it was so strange.

''Pancakes with maple syrup darling'' he replies wiping his hands on a cloth before thrusting the ceramic plate into my hands, my eyes shone as I drank the whole beauty of the food in.

''Oh my god, these look amazing'' I giggle before pushing a piece of it into my mouth, tasting the heavenly mess. ''And taste the same way too! Oh, Ian I never knew you had this, this is chef's kiss'' I exclaim sincerely before taking nothing bite.

I heard him chuckle before sitting beside me, his hands dropping onto his knees, while a small smile was still on his face.

''You like it darling?'' he asks patting my head a bit, it made my body tingle with warmth.

''Like? I love it!'' I say honestly wiping my mouth with the back of my shirt before engulfing him in a hug.

''Well am glad'' he ran his fingers through my hair softly, his dark embers scanning my face, a small smile sitting on his face.

''I will come back after a shower, yes?'' I say getting up, pressed my lips on his temple, lingering on his skin as his eyes feathered shut for a split second as if he was feeling my lips on his skin. It was cute.

I swiftly removed my pants walked around my room in just my loose jersey that grazed my thighs, I dipped my hand into my bags, searching for the right outfit, tying my hair into a messy bun I rushed into the bathroom after hearing the water getting filled in the tub.

I frowned as I closed my eyes for a few seconds, strange visuals passing my eyes as I did, I saw... Damian. What was he doing in my visions?

''Please dad, I-I never meant to make you ashamed of me, pl-please forgive me for my heinous crime''

''Get out of my house and I must never see your face in my life, you are no longer my son..''

I saw Damian's face twisted in pain and guilt, tears streaming down his face and he fell on his knees, his hands clutching his slacks, his beautiful dark hair falling over his eyes covering its dark agony, his lips and shoulders quivering with the intensity of his tears.

I have never seen him so heartbroken. I couldn't do anything but watch, I felt water surrounding me, going into my mouth, it felt like it was choking me, I thrashed my legs but the water simply increased.

I saw Damian walking out of the mansion, my mother was crying, her auburn hair falling over her face as her hand closed her mouth to control her tears, it was hurting me.

My father had an expression void of any expression, his lips parted, his eyes holding no pain or grief, sharp as a hawk, darkness swirling in his blues, his hand was tied to his back as his eyes watched his son walk out his residence, it all felt so real.

Damian looked back, his hand clutching the doorsill before locking his embers with my father's sapphires, it felt like the earth stopped spinning.

''Goodbye father'' 

I gasped as I felt two hands pick me up, water coming out of my mouth as I tried hard to breathe, it felt like I was drowning. And I am drowning.

''Hey, Hey, Ophelia, Are you ok, hey, look at me, Ophelia'' I felt my name being called from somewhere far as I opened my eyes painfully, looking at a pair of beautiful eyes that was filled with worry and fear.

''D-Damian'' I stutter, water streaming out of my mouth as I coughed hard, his hand patting my back, rubbing them in the process, one of his hands was wrapped around my thighs, holding me close to his warmth, while the other held my head, his fingers wiped the water droplets from my face as I struggled to breathe.

''What happened?'' he asked carefully, softly rocking me, my heart felt like it would break out of the ribcage that moment, I remembered what I saw and tears blurred my vision.

I looked up at him and wrapped my arms around his neck, my face snuggling into the curve of his nape.

''Don't go, please don't leave me'' I whisper, tears falling onto his shoulder, cascading down his skin, his hand rubbing me over my wet shirt, my black bra showing through its translucent surface.

''What are you saying sweetheart? Where am I going? I am right here, by your side'' his gentle words made my fingers dig into his skin and whimper, that dream felt so real, why would my father do that?

''He sends you away, away from me, away from us, forever, I-It felt so real, yo-you were on your knees, crying, b-begging to not let go, Da-Damian I saw it!'' I explain placing my cold palm on his cheeks, his brows knotted in confusion as he looked into my eyes.

''That's impossible, father would never do that, it was just a bad dream little one, I was so scared, you didn't respond to my calls when I pulled you out of the water, you were limp and dead, you are the one who left me for a quick second'' I heard his voice crack for a second making me gasp.

''Oh no no you big boy, you are getting all emotional, I promise I will never leave you'' I swear before holding his face in between my hands and pressing my lips on the skin of his forehead. 

He smiles softly before holding me tighter, my legs wrapping around his waist, tightening around his torso, my ankles grazing his bareback.

''Let's get you all cleaned up'' he whispered standing up, with me in his arms, he opened the glass door to the shower and dropped me onto my feet, his hands came down and clutched the end of my dripping wet shirt and pulled it off my head, my hands falling limply onto the side.

I looked down and came to a realization that I just had a bra and panties on, I am practically half-naked in front of my brother.

I shot out of my reverie when I felt the warm water hit my back, I gasped softly, as his hands came down to my hips and made me sit on the raised marble, the coldness of it sending me chills.

''You good?'' he asked as he squeezed the head of the body wash into his hands, looking back at me, the water hitting his hairs as well, making them stick on his forehead, he suddenly had a boyish charm.

I nodded as my eyes ran over the curve of his neck, a drop of water falling on his sharp collarbone, cascading down his muscular chest over the lines of his defined abs and down, I gulped audibly at this and shut my eyes tight, what am I doing?

''I asked you, you ok?'' his voice came again, his warm fingers holding my chin, making me look up at him, I felt my breath hitch.

''Y-Yeah, am good'' I whisper, he hummed and rubbed the foam together in between his hands and rubbed them on the curve of my neck, on my shoulder blades, down the length of my hands.

His hands stopped on the starting of my breasts and came down on my waist and pressed the skin there, his artistic fingers making me close my eyes in relaxation, I couldn't believe that he was actually giving me a bath.

His hands came down my legs and raised them up, placing them on his thighs, pressed his fingers around my ankles, I gasped again when his lips kissed my stomach softly, my eyes shot down at him who was just concentrated on my legs, ignoring my gaze while a soft smile lingered on his lips.

I threw my head backwards and closed my eyes in content as he worked magic on my legs, it all felt surreal, I whimpered as hands unknowingly touched my inner thighs, butterflies erupted on my stomach as his fingers worked on my skin, it was doing something to my body. 

My toes curled involuntarily as his touch was so tender, he was obliviously breathing his warmth on my skin making me shudder. He had to stop what he was doing.

''You like that'' he chuckled softly gripping my thighs strongly before throwing them over, he grabbed the other leg and continued what he was doing. I suddenly felt my breath increasing while my body felt warm, something was happening between my legs that I couldn't fathom.

Watching him on his knees in front of me, those droplets of water on the edges of his long lashes, on the tip of his sharp nose, on the lines of his perfect jaw, on the surface of his parted lip, dripping from the strands of his hairs create sinned visuals in my mind.

He suddenly stood up, his knuckles grazing my core softly as he did, I whimpered at that, I looked at him analyzing me with a frown, his hands came down and grabbed my waist, making me stand up.

The water fell on my body, washing away the foam and his touch leaving a sweet scent on lavender, he leant forward and grabbed a bottle of shampoo and squeezed it over my head, his fingers dug into the depth of my hairs, massaging my scalp.

It felt so good that I felt sleepy, my eyes feathered shut as I leant onto his body unknowingly, he didn't mind and continued giving his undying attention to my locks.

Within minutes my whole body was pressed onto his body, the material of my bra was dark but barely covered what was inside and so was my panties, my ass softly brushed over his crouch was covered with short.

I heard him groan before grabbing my shoulders, turning me over to face him, he had a dark expression lining his face.

''What are you doing? Stand still Ophelia'' he demands much to my surprise, I bit my lip and nodded, he groaned again before turning me back.

He ran his hands through my hair to wash away the foam off my hair, I quickly turned and hugged him tightly, burying my head into his wet chest.

His hands came around me and pulled me closer, his right was behind my head and soothed my locks, I didn't know why such an innocent sign was messing with my head.

UNEDITED.

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