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Chapter 12 (Octavio): I'm...Slow?!

Blinking rapidly to clear my head, I remember that I'm not in my home. I'm literal meters away from it, but we're in her house for now. I can't move much-

Sorry, I can't move at all. It's driving me insane. I need to take a run and say hi to abuelita soon. I haven't seen that lady in a while. My legs start rattling a bit.

Oh no, they're getting restless. I need to move. Or jump, or run, or scream, yell, uh, anything.

I never thought I'd ever think this, but someone please, kill the energy inside me Y/N is trying to sleep-

"ABILITIES!!!!!"

Y/N suddenly screams, bolting awake.

"WHAT? WHAT ABILITIES!?"

I scream back, startled. Jesus Christ.

"TAVI, WHAT TIME IS IT?"

The reserve blood suddenly rushes into my dead arm and I shudder. I try moving it, but I can't feel it yet. With my other arm, I check my phone.

"Err...11:34. Am. What's wrong?"

"Oh, thank goodness. Tavio!! You should know this, you're my trainer! My legend ability proposal and outfit request is due at 7pm today!"

"Oh fuck, right. Sorry. God, I'm really sorry but..."

"But what? We wasted so much time!"

Ooh. She sounds... pretty pissed.

You know, just charm your way out and all the good stuff. Wink and shit.

Elliot's voice flashes through my head. He told me that when Natalie used to roll her eyes at my stunts. I kept telling her I'm not dead and I jumped between civilian skyscrapers with the jump pad. What's the downside?

Yeah, no, I never tried to 'charm my way out'. I never thought Natalie would appreciate me being coy or whatever.

"But Y/N?"

I say.

"What do you want?!"

"That time was well-wasted, don't you think, hermosa?"

And I wink.

Okay. I did it. Time for the repercussion.

She gives me an angry look, but it breaks in a matter of seconds as she bursts into an adorable giggle.

"God, I can't stay mad. Yes, really well-wasted time, Octavio."

She scrunches up her nose and smiles in a really cute way. Octavio. The way she says my name isn't like any other.

Say it more...

For a moment it's like time stopped, just the two of us sitting on a bed that smells amazing together. I'm not even craving a high. That's not normal at ALL. But this, this is the rush.

"My god, you're pretty-"

Oh- fuck, I didn't mean to say that out loud.

"What? I... thanks?"

I cough and look away from her, scrolling down my phone for a file I prepared for her.

"What are you doing?"

She asks, peering over.

"You didn't actually think that the Octavio Silva would have no plan for you, huh?"

"What does that mean?"

"and...sent. Check your inbox. I went to med school, you know. I'm stupid but I ain't dumb, hermosa. If that makes any sense. I spent some time a few days ago brainstorming ideas for your abilities. Did it as soon as they said I could train you. And as for outfits..."

"As for outfits? What are you going to make me wear?"

"Woah, no, I'm not going to make you wear anything! You'd look good in anything, amiga."

I bet she doesn't know how often she blushes. She tries to resist smiling and looks away, but breaks soon and laughs.

"Gosh, Tavio, speaking of clothes, you should put some on."

I take a quick look at myself. As naked as a newborn baby.

"Don't tell me you've had enough of these killer abs, baby,"

I cringe at what I just said. Hopefully it's not too noticeable. I hate how gross I get around her sometimes.

"and besides..."

I trail off and look at her body. She confusingly looks down and ruffles the sheets over herself after realizing she's naked too.

"No no no! Hermosaa... you're beautiful. Don't hide!"

"I hate you. Hmph."

"Okay. Well then, uh, open the file I sent you. We'll go over those. I'll pick up my clothes from the floor and get dressed and all."

"No, wait! Not just yet..."

She clutches my wrist as I tried to get up. My heart skips a beat. Jesus, this is some intense infatuation. She's smiling like an alluring fox, yet her eyes are doing this sad puppy look. No way in hell can I get up and ignore that.

"Okay."

I say, as I get back in the sheets. There are literal birds chirping outside the window right now. What is this, straight out of a movie? It's too perfect.

"Stuff isn't due until 7. You spent the night with me, so you might as well as just spend all day with me too..."

She says, laying back down with me. Her raspy morning voice couldn't be more melodic.

"Thank you for the file, Tavio. It means a lot that you care."

We are laying down on our sides, looking at each other.

"Wanna kiss and shit?"

Oops, that may have come out too aggressively. Deep fiery desires fucking me over, again.

"What?"

"Er, what I mean is, uh, come here-"

Something primal takes over me as I move her body closer to mine and plant a light kiss on her forehead. I don't want to scare her away.

"Okay, I get it."

She says, quickly shimmying her way up to my eye level. She moves in swiftly for a kiss that turns into a long, heavenly make-out session.

You know what's even better?

Her tongue is fast as FUCK...

An intense urge suddenly comes over me and I pull away.

"Y/N, Hermosa, I lov-"

I stop myself.

Not yet.

I can't say that just yet.

I can't fuck myself over again.

Too fast.

Too fast.

I can't believe that.

I'm fucking Octavio Silva.

But that's too fast.

If I have to go slow, 

for her,

For us?

Whatever this is?

I'll slow down. Just a little bit.