Ablackwing 50 My Angel, Impulsive

He was driving the car while I just sat peacefully looking outside. After he showed me that time leap, the world appeared to have slowed down a bit. My reaction time miraculously got improved just by staying in that slowed down time. But instead of enjoying my the view, I couldn't help but think about what he told me a while ago- that he wanted thirty-three babies. I was preparing my arguments in case he was adamant about it.

Honestly, it was just too much. Let's forget about giving birth and having no complications and imagine I could survive that somehow. Would we both able to raise that many kids by ourselves? The answer was a big no. Every kid needs to be given attention. We two won't be enough to give attention to each one of them. And I wouldn't want to be a bad parent. I'd be like my mom, a little strict but more affectionate and loving... I don't think I can explain it better than that.

And what about their age difference? There would be like thirty-three years of gap between the oldest and the youngest, at the very least. That doesn't feel right at all. Would we be making our oldest kids help us raise the youngest one? No way. It'd be d.a.m.n embarra.s.sing to hear things them comment about our 'love life'. Perhaps Black was dense enough to not be embarra.s.sed but I'd have to dig up my own pit and jump in it every time.

One of the most important part- Naming them. I don't think I'm good enough to choose a suitable name for all thirty-three. I couldn't even choose Black's name. Well, it was his fault that he didn't let me choose something better and it fits him but I can't trust myself with that responsibility. I might end up numbering them in frustration.

The more I thought of it, the more it sounded uncomfortable and weird idea to have thirty-three kids.

When that word, 'uncomfortable' came into my mind, I felt as if I was forgetting or kinda neglecting something that I shouldn't have. It was like just in front of me and I couldn't grasp it no matter how hard I try as if it was some b.u.t.terfly. It'd fly away when I tried to hold it.

After trying hard to remember, I finally caught that thought hidden in the back of my mind. I was supposed to be sad instead of being alright. I was too sad to be true when I saw that necklace break. My heart had broken along with the first gift my Black gave me.

It was him. He did that.

My Black behaved ruthlessly to Oliver. He brutally beat him down. He held me in his arms. By that time, I had thoughts of being spoiled by him because I was sad but my thoughts hid when he embarra.s.sed me. Then he showed me new magic of time leap. Finally, that crazy talk about having thirty-three babies. And I realized just now that he did everything just to keep my sadness away. He can see inside other's mind. He must have known how I was feeling and he did everything he could to divert my mind.

I looked at him. His eyes were on the road. That concentrated gaze made him even more charming than he usually was. Little beads of sweat had formed on his forehead. He was truly tired after all those strange abilities he showed me. At that moment, his handsomeness was quite unique and I just wanted to give him a kiss for his efforts. Too bad he was caught in the end.

And the sadness returned. That gift he gave me was really very precious. It was genuinely otherworldly. He had worked so hard to obtain or make that necklace. But what have I ever given him? One little used scarf? A normal sweater? I didn't even take good care of that necklace and let it break. It made me feel so... useless...

"You read my mind back then, didn't you?" I couldn't keep that thought locked up in my mind and asked him.

As I said that, he stopped looking at the road but turned his head towards me. His peaceful expression turned into disbelief. I nudged his head with my hand so that he would focus on the road instead of me.

"You always know everything, right?"

"Yep. I know everything." I replied. "But the thing is you did something you said you wouldn't. How are you gonna make up for that?"

"It wasn't my fault... You were crying and I did that instinctively to know what happened. It was really on sudden impulse."

"But you gotta make up for doing that, right?" I asked. I felt guilty but I looked forward to what else he would offer me.

"You can read my thoughts."

I was going to ask how I can do that but at the same moment, his voice echoed in my mind. That voice said -'You are so beautiful, my Eve.' My heart was instantly awe-filled. He was really too cute. But cunning too. That was not mind reading.

"You're trying to trick me?"

"What else can I offer? You tell me, I'll give that to you. Your wish, my command."

And just like that. He'd give me absolutely anything. I was certain he'd not flinch if I asked him for his life. I'd never ask him for his life though. His life belongs to me already no matter what he thinks. And it is so weird that there is nothing I could give him. A relationship should be equal right. But in ours, it was always him doing things for me. I should do something about it. What if someday he gets tired of me?

"You shouldn't have beaten that guy so badly just to keep me distract me. It was a little too much." I told him. It was a flashback of how he had beaten up that Lorex guy, just more violently. He rubbed his nose when he heard me.

"Um... I didn't do that to distract you."

"Then?"

"I was just angry at how he was bugging you and he even tried to touch you forcefully."

"Just for that?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that he didn't deserve all of that because of those little things. That's cruel."

"He deserved to be tortured to death for that. I was already merciful," Black firmly said. I didn't reply because I knew I couldn't change his decision. His morals were very weird. He'd do that again if given a chance. He behaved just like a tsundere. I felt special as only I knew his gentle and warm side.

"Where do you wanna go?" my Black asked. Wasn't he taking me back home? Or he had some other plans? A surprise?

"Anywhere you take me," I replied.

"Then let's just wander around until we get tired."

He decided to take me on a long drive. Before I met him, I would sometimes go on long drives to enjoy the winds. But perhaps it would be different this time?

"Hey. Get down!" Black hurriedly said.

An accident? I instantly wondered. But I was enjoying the handsome look of my Black so I wasn't even looking ahead. I had no idea what was happening. I panicked inside. I wanted to duck and keep my head safe with hands but he placed his hand on my chest, just a little above the 'half-forbidden' place where he wasn't allowed to wander freely yet. Black pushed me back and as he did, the seat was adjusted to fall behind and I fell behind along with the seat.

I saw Black's seat adjust similar to me. I was still looking at him and he smiled so beautifully as if he was saying to me everything is alright. My heart quieted down. The panic that I felt because of my thoughts vanished. So what if we're both gonna die. I'd be happy to die alongside the person I love. I'd just regret that I wasn't able to spend more time with him.

I closed my eyes, hoping that whatever should pa.s.s away without hurting any of us. I heard a loud voice. It was like a loud scratching noise. As if something very sharp was cutting a metal. It went only for a very short while, like a bang.

I opened my eyes when that noise disappeared and I saw the cloudy greyish sky. I felt like it was going to snow soon.

‌"What the h.e.l.l?" I subconsciously muttered. He didn't say a word but adjusted our seats back to normal. I kept looking towards the sky. The roof of the car had disappeared. There was just a gla.s.s in the front of the car.

"What happened?" I asked him because I couldn't see anything around that could just remove the roof in an instant.

"I thought I should open up the top as we're just driving around. So I cut it open. It'll be more fun that way." he innocently replied.

"You!"

"What?" I didn't know what to feel. His reply was so simple and innocent. I felt a little angry but I couldn't stay angry at him. The anger just disappeared when I looked at him. It was really a weird feeling.

That car was a present from my dad. I held it very dear to me, especially ever since he pa.s.sed away. And my Black just wrecked it, only because it would be 'more fun that way'!

I calmed myself down. There was no way to fix what has already happened. I couldn't change it. I looked at the sky again. Perhaps my dad was looking down at me from the afterlife.

I'm sorry, Dad.

I apologized to my dad in my heart so that he won't blame me. I didn't do anything at all. This guy beside me did it.

"Next time, ask me before you do such things. Ok?" I wouldn't be able to take it. What if he destroys the house just to make it more comfortable? He does things on impulse. He doesn't think much and follows his heart right away. It's cute of him but it makes him very irresponsible. I have to.. No!!! I need to teach him some basic manners.

"I'll do. The original matter is stored in my s.p.a.ce. I'll just make the car as it originally was as soon as we reach home," Black told me. I heaved a sigh of relief but I realized why he was still so irresponsible after growing up. He got superpowers. He can always make things as good as before. It made some things difficult to teach him but he has to learn that some things, once broken, cannot be fixed. There are some things that even time cannot erase.

I was going to tell him something but as my eyes wandered around, I saw something whitish near the grey milestone.

"What's there?"