PA au: Threads of change 2

When Theo saw Widow bite again, he was fighting their spider minions. When he catch glimpse of crowned spider queen they looked sad for a while before jumping in action and putting collar on him. Widow pulled him to them.

"Act dazzled." Hot breath tickled his ear as he was pushed to ground to kneel on leash from webs.

"Ha... foolish wanna be heroes. Distracted by trinkets when real prize was taken from you. Rise my slave." Short tug on leash made Theo stand up, dazzled by how everything went. Was Widow really putting their neck on the line like that?

"Unhand him!" Tiefen was first one to attack and Theo instinctively stood before shorter villain.

"Good, my slave." He felt trembling hand on his shoulder as others stopped. Eyes full of hatred looking at Widow, for a first time Theo could see what Widow saw every day. It was scary.

"Don’t try to remove this lovely accessory." He could feel Widow pressing against him from behind, not sure how they looked, but he felt trembling frame searching for support as slender fingers slowly circled choker on his neck.

"If you do... who knows what will happen." Normally hot breath that could make him imagine so many sinful fantasies was cold and only he felt cold fingers on his skin. Widow was scared. Terrified. And he wondered how many times they felt like that acting all brave and invincible.

They escaped.

Hidden by shadows Widow was familiar with, they allowed themselves to lean against wall drawing shaky breaths as Theo watched.

"Why... why did you tried to protect me?" Normally so sure voice was full of sadness and oh so tired. Widow looked like they would break in instance. Be blown away in wind.

"I... don’t know." Theo looked away from that strange picture. He grew to know Widow as sure and playful villain that was smacked around only to jump back on their feet. Not this tired and shaky creature.

"In the end it... worked out." Widow closed their eyes, gathering strength for upcoming conversation and battles.

Without warning Theo closed distance between them, embracing Widow and leaning in to kiss them like so many times before.

Yet this time Widow didn’t fight back, they just let him take lead, leaning against him giving in. He felt different from every other kiss before. This felt sincere. Real for some reason. Like every kiss before was just game of pretend.

Right now he was holding fragile soul in his arms. Somebody who deserved love and happiness. Now when he knew what was going on Theo could understand why Widow was so secretive about their normal life.

But he was pushed away. Widow with red face looked away shortly touching their lips and looking like they wanted to say something. But instead they beckoned Theo to follow them. Jumping like ninja put the wall Theo could only stare after Widow.

“Come.” Silent word broke Theo’s concentration on how to explain how could be Widow to make such feat in platform shoes. Without sound he flew up where he met levered stare of Widow and quickly deactivated his glowing wings feeling bit ashamed.

Villain was leading him over rooftops until they landed in front of small apartment building and slipped inside. On top floor Widow stopped in front of normal looking doors and unlocked it. Letting Theo inside first Widow closed doors with sigh and went inside.

With smile Theo locked doors noticing Widow gave him another opportunity to escape. Yet he took it away from himself. He went after tired looking Widow who was just stretching and yawning like they haven’t slept in ages.

Without warning Theo embraced smaller villain from behind and pulled him closer to bury his face in dark locks. He felt other froze for minute before Widow calmed down leaning against him completely obvious to crushing force that was pulling them towards white haired boy.

“Stay with me.” Theo knew it was much to ask, but something told him that Widow needed somebody with them right now. And he would love to spend more time with them. Beside he noticed that Widow was really flat and he knew difference from male and female chests when he felt it.

“Just tonight.” Widow whispered back turning in his arms and hiding their face in white fabric. Theo felt how male in his arms tensed even more and picked him up bridal style. With soft smile he took them to one of two beds in bedroom and snuggled with his prize.

“Just for tonight.” He agreed petting dark locks pretending that wetness soiling his uniform was just sweat.