Ember
The month passed quickly. Ren was in the gym at any free moment; I had to fake a few upset moments to get him to come cuddle and chill with me, just so he would take a break and chill. Devin and I got his final promo stuff sorted and some limited-edition merchandise while the guys are at school.
Matt and I have gone through my written work and sorted those that need to be finished, those that need artwork done and those that are done; they are also now in some sort of order to be typed up and then proofread; Jace gave me my story back this morning so Matt is currently sorting the last bits to send it off for publishing while I finish some children’s stories off.
One is a fairy that tries to poison herself but is saved by a kitsune; all are stories of how I and others survived foster care and are aimed at various ages.
Miles has been sorting outfits for everyone all day and yelling at me as I still refuse to wear heels; he is currently trying to convince me to wear a wedge version of Ren’s ring boots, and I’m tempted, but I feel safer in flats at least I don’t risk breaking my ankle if I need to defend myself, thankfully the guys get home, and Miles is distracted checking that none of them need haircuts and things.
The following day, Miles darts between bedrooms, checking over everyone; I slip the wedges in my bag but stick some vans on for travelling; we all split into different cars. I’m with Paxton, who’s driving River and Darby.
Ren, Devin, Brayden, Luc and Nate are together; Miles, Bram, Jace, and Creed have all the gear. We have a call between each car, so Uncle Nic doesn’t lose anyone. It’s not a long drive, but Ren is tense when we arrive, so I make my way over to him while the others grab all the gear.
“Is there a gym where you can lose some of this tension, or do we need to find somewhere quiet so I can help?” I whisper against his lips; I get a slight nod.
“I love you”, he whispers, then presses his forehead to mine.
“As much as I want you, Luna, I don’t want any unknown fuckers catching your addictive scent,” I just hum in response; with a last kiss, he heads inside with Bray.
Miles, Creed and I take the merch and price sheet to the shop area and then head for our seats; Creed grabs his pass so he can take photos of the match, I see Uncle Luc and Devin walk down, and then Ren's opponent's music hits, as I turn to watch them enter the ring, I freeze, noticing he’s smirking looking right at me. SHIT!