Love the Way You Lie -- Mizell x Rhys

[Ephemerality]

The first instinct Rhys had when he was pulled over was to fight his way from Mizell's grip, but he did. As angry as he was, he needed the other man's comfort. He leaned into him, giving a soft nod at the words. As much as he enjoyed his job, it was impossible. Besides, no one would want him once he started to show, anyway. Nor was there any way that he could deal with this on his own. So, reluctantly, he silently gave in without any protest.

"This sucks. It just isn't fair," Rhys finally mumbled miserably, turning his head to bury his face against the crook of Mizell's neck.

[istaya]

Mizell kissed his forehead gently, comfort was odd for him but for some reason it came easy with Rhys. "I know..." he whispered. "I never thought...feeding from you would cause this."

He held him tight until his assistant came in, "Mizell...oh um...your busy...um your giver is on the phone..."

Mizell glared at the assistant he had not wanted to be bothered when he was with Rhys, not at that time. "Give then leave," he ordered and grabbed the phone. "Yes," he answered gruffly.

His givers voice could be heard by Rhys too, "The doctor called me to tell me one of the workers is pregnant. I have already terminated his employment in the system and the guards will be taking him. He will get a severance package but he cannot have any contact with you or any of the workers, we cannot let this get out. I am sure he does not know who the father is as they get passed around regularly. The guards will be by to get him."

Mizell was tense at the words, he did not want to tell his giver he was the father, it would not help, it would just get Rhys banished and he would never find him. "I had not known," he lied. "I promise to get it taken care of, just let me take care of it."

"No," his giver growled. "I hear it is your lover and I know you, you will try to keep it. The guards will come take him, do not fight me." With that he hung up and Mizell just stared into the phone pissed.

[Ephemerality]

"Yeah.. You and me, both," He sighed, falling quiet as he just let himself cling to the red-haired male. Only when his assistant came into the office did he even look up, only to shoot the man a surprisingly sour look until the phone was handed over and the intruder had left. Once the door shut behind him, Rhys settled again, listening in on the conversation.

The longer he listened to the arrogant man on the phone, the more his indignancy and anger turned into fear. Even though he wasn't particularly head-over-heels for Mizell, the man was still the father of his child. He needed him, and badly. If he was taken away.. He bit down hard on his bottom lip until the conversation was over, his hands coming up to tangle his fingers in the other's shirt.

"Don't you dare let them take me," He protested, pushing his body further against Mizell's, voice and face tinted with urgency, "Oh gods, Mizell. I can't do this with you, much less without you."

[istaya]

Mizell gently pushed him so he was standing and stood as well taking his hand. "Come," he ordered. "I have to hide you somewhere safe, somewhere where he cannot find you." He gently led him out of the office and downstairs. He took him through the back and looked around, "Do you have a car? He will be able to follow mine." He touched Rhys stomach, "You are mine, this is mine, I will never let him or anyone take you." He kept walking with him close trying to figure out a way to get him free, "Alex would take you in..." Alex was his co-owner and was kept secret from Mizell's father, even many of the workers did not know of him, but Rhys had met him.

[Ephemerality]

Rhys stood as he was led from the office, until they reached the back and stopped again. At the question, he shook his head. "No car, but I can call a taxi," He answered, mouth shutting once again when Mizell stepped forward and assured him that he wouldn't be taken away. The half-incubus didn't know what to say, or even what he felt, other than relief, of course. But he didn't let himself linger on it long to figure it out.

"Alex. Right," He repeated, vaguely remembering the man from the one or two times they had met. It made him nervous, to know he would be in the hands of someone he hardly knew. Yet as much as he distrusted people, Rhys would have to hope that the man wouldn't betray Mizell's trust. "I need directions. I have no idea where he lives."

[istaya]

Mizell pulled him into a deep kiss then leaned down to kiss his stomach. He did not know what possessed him to do such a thing, but he had no idea how long till he would see Rhys again. He handed him a slip of paper, "This is the address. Take the longest route around, if you think someone is following you stop somewhere, anywhere and stay till you are sure they are gone. Change taxis as often as you can, no one can find you or Alex or our baby. If he finds you he will never let me see you again. Understand?" He looked into his eyes worried and frightened, "I will call you as often as I can without my father noticing. Alex will take care of you, I have known him since I was young and my father has never known of it, trust him because I trust him with my life."

[Ephemerality]

Rhys returned the kiss eagerly, and watched as Mizell pressed another kiss against his stomach. He felt like crying all over again as the man gave his instructions. Everything sounded so final, even though he assured him that he would call. It just wasn't the same, and the whole affair left the half-breed boy feeling sick with worry.

He opened his mouth to say something but choked on the words, not even knowing what to say. Instead, he gave the one one last nod of understanding and a quick kiss on the lips before turning and hurriedly walking off to find the first taxi to begin the long trip to Alex's.


OOC: Time skip to Rhys arriving at Alex's or something next post / after your post?

[istaya]

Mizell made his way back to his office and spoke to his assistant. The boy was always more loyal to Mizell than Mizell's father and he was pregnant. Mizell made everyone think that this was Rhys, so when the guards came this was who they took. Mizell was not worried they would "find" the true father, the mate, and set them both up well for the inconvincece. Meanwhile Mizell would have to wait to see his lover.

Alex smiled when he ushered Rhys in, "Mizell told me what happened. Congratulations, he talks about you all the time, I am sure he loves you." The boy was a air dragonis, only sixteen, six years younger than Mizell. Mizell had rescued him from sexual slavery when Alex was twelve.

[Ephemerality]

AS he was ushered in, Rhys only half-listened to what Alex was saying. He only tuned in again when the other made that last statement, earning him a slightly contemptuous look from the half-incubus. "Not quite sure where you're drawing that conclusion from," He muttered stubbornly, though forced himself to suck in a deep breath and play nice a moment later. After all, the kid was doing him a huge favor.

"Thanks," He began, the words sounding every bit as awkward as he felt. Being 'nice' just didn't come naturally to him, "You know, for letting me stay here."

[istaya]

Alex beamed, "He does not show it, but I see it. I have known him since I was six, ten whole years, his mother thought it would be nice to adopt a poor orphan boy, but once I turned thirteen she found out how much money I could make her. He saved me and now I am saving his mate. I know him and I can tell how he feels about you in how he talks about you, and what he does. He would have never sent you to me if he did not love you." He grinned then walked towards the guest room, "Come you may stay here. And Mizell left money for you to get whatever you wish."

[Ephemerality]

Even though the other seemed sure that Mizell loved him, Rhys didn't seem convinced. Theirs was an odd relationship, to be sure. Yet now that he stopped and thought about it, didn't this mean that the two of them were mates? How else could he have been pregnant? The thought struck him as exceedingly odd. Their relationship was the exact opposite of what he'd always heard about finding one's mate, and while he definitely felt something for him, the half-breed boy didn't know if it was love or lust or.. Well, he didn't even know. Emotions had always been hard for him, and in his current state, it was only that much more difficult.

Rhys followed Alex into the room, looking around as his face fell. Suddenly, he wanted to kick himself for throwing a fit about Mizell asking him to move in. Alex was nice, but he needed the giver. After a moment, he sat down on th edge of the bed, staring at the floor.

"He's never going to be able to visit, is he?" He asked quietly, more a rhetorical question for himself than anything.

[istaya]

Alex sat next to him and gave him a big hug, "We have a plan," he assured him. "His assistant is pregnant, so we will tell his father that is you. His father has never met you and he has already taken care of the doctor so that will not be an issue. Once his father is convinced we will bring you back. We will tell him you are mates and the old man cannot take you away." He bounced up off the bed with a grin, "Now it is lunch time...I was told you had not eaten breakfast but for the baby you should eat. What would you like?"

[Ephemerality]

Rhys tensed at the hug, but kept his mouth shut. The boy was just trying to comfort him, he knew that. Still, even hearing the plan, the half-breed got the sick feeling that something would go wrong at some point. He was ultimately a pessimist, so it was only natural for him to worry. Regardless, he forced a little smile, if only to be polite, as he pushed himself up from the bed again.

"I don't know. Anything. Regular food doesn't make much difference to me," Rhys stated with a shrug. Being half-demon and half-incubus made his diet require both regular food and sex to survive, but he had inherited much more of his bearer's incubus side, whereas his brother had fallen to the other side of the spectrum. Real food all tasted more or less the same to him, doubly so when he was worried sick and still feeling a bit nauseous.

[istaya]

Alex smiled, "I will make sandwiches," he hugged him again before skipping to the kitchen to do so. He was happy to have company he normally did not get any. He squeaked when his phone rang, "Mizell!" he screamed into the phone. "Hi..."

Mizell couldn't help but smile, Alex always made him do so, "Alex, can I speak to Rhys? I will speak to you after."

Alex giggled, "Yes of course," he told him and skipped back to Rhys, "Your mate is on the phone."

[Ephemerality]

Rhys took his time following, examining the place as Alex was interrupted by the phone. He hadn't even been paying attention until the other bearer came back, phone in hand, and telling him Mizell was on the line.. Or his mate, rather. The wording still hit him as so, so odd. Regardless, he took the phone with a small nod of appreciation before turning and finding the nearest chair.

"Hey," He breathed, biting his lip, "Alex just told me what the plan is.. Please tell me you arent calling with bad news."