Lost key [Angst - Verlorener Schlüssel - für mich]

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Team: Schneewittchen
Challenge: Angst - Verlorener Schlüssel - für mich
Titel: Lost key
Fandom: Haven
Charaktere: Duke Crocker, Nathan Wuornos
Wörter: ca. 450
Sprache: Englisch


Duke looked one more time at the key in his hand before gripping it tightly and then shoving it back into his pockets. He took a deep breath and picked up some little stones from the ground. With delicate aiming he threw them right at Nathan’s window. He saw the light still in his room so he would be awake. After a few tries Nathan opened the window and looked out. He had a confused look on his face when he spotted Duke. “Duke? What are you doing here?”

“Is the Chief home?”
Nathan shook his head. “Night shift. He won’t come back home till tomorrow morning.”
Duke sighed relieved. “Can I crash here?”
Nathan hesitated a few seconds before he finally nodded. “Wait. I’m coming down.”

A minute later Nathan opened the front door and let Duke in. Normally he wouldn’t have bothered Nathan but it was cold and it looked like it was about to rain. Duke didn’t want to spend the night out in this kind of weather.

“Why aren’t you sleeping home?”
“I lost my keys,” he lied his ass off, completely aware of them in his pocket.
Nathan watched him intently but didn’t say anything more on this topic. He only nodded and lead Duke to his room. Duke had been here before. It wasn’t the first time that he spend the night here but Duke tried to keep this option to a minimum. He didn’t want Nathan to know what was actually going on. That Duke couldn’t go home when his father was in a bad mood like this.

“You can have the bed. I’ll sleep on the floor.”
Duke shook his head immediately. He wouldn’t take Nathan’s bed, not when he was just an intruder to his personal space. “I can sleep on the floor.” Duke had worse. Far worse. “I’m just glad that you let me stay.”

“Your father’s not home?”
Duke lied again and shook his head. “He is on a business trip and won’t be home for a few days. So I can’t get into the house.”
Nathan watched Duke again with this intense stare but just laid down on the bed. He didn’t offer him any clothes or insisted to sleep on the floor. Apparently he had learned from Duke’s latest visits and knew that Duke didn’t want any of these. He just wanted a warm place to sleep.

Nathan turned off the light. “You know you can tell me the truth, no matter what it is,” he whispered into the dark.
Duke’s heart skipped a beat and for a second he was tempted to tell him everything but he reminded himself that this wasn’t a good idea. Nathan would only tell his father and make everything worse. “There is nothing to tell,” he therefore said and turned around, pretending to fall asleep.