Link's POV

I felt terrible for not noticing that Bear was struggling with something. In my defence though, Master has done a lot to distract me. He had fucked me on every available surface in the house and at his office. Where we are at the moment with me bending over his desk, with my hands tied behind my back and Master was skilfully hitting my prostate with every powerful thrust. I moaned loudly as he pulled my head back and hit my prostate harshly, clenching sporadically around Master's tool. "Come for me pet." He growled in my ear, that was all I needed as my orgasm exploded through my body and I emptied myself all over his desk. 

Panting, I was surrounded by Master's strong arms as he carried me to the adjoining bathroom to get cleaned up. "Are you going to tell me where your thoughts were pet?" I sighed blissfully as the warm water from the shower head rained down on my tense muscles. "I was thinking about Bear Master. I feel like a bad friend for not noticing something was wrong. For being selfish." I looked at the water swirling before going down the drain. My head was lifted and I was looking in Master's understanding eyes. "It's not your fault pet. Bear is very secretive. I mean Roland didn't even know about that situation and he did a very thorough background check on him." Master kissed my forehead lightly "I am pretty sure you and Bear are still friends. For you two are part of the same soul after all." After being washed gently, and dried with the utter most care, I was tugged in Master's King size bed. 

"Master?" I called out, I knew he was still working or reading something at his desk in the study. He continued reading the document on his desk for another few minutes before he acknowledged my presence. "What is it pet? What is it that you want to ask me?" He put the document away and took off his stainless steel reading glasses. God! He looks so sexy with those glasses......No Link! Now is not the time! Master's chuckle had me head snap up as my hands tried to hide my growing hard on. "Tell me why you are here instead of in bed pet." Master got up out of his chair and walked over to my kneeling near the door. Looking at his boots, I stated my business. "I was hoping to get your permission to spend the day tomorrow with Bear. I have a gut feeling that I can get him to tell me what really happened." Master was silent for a few minutes as he ran his hands through my hair. I was nuzzling him palm when he finally answered. "Very well pet, but I do expect you here back in the house around midnight." 

After the whole fiasco in his kitchen, which ended up with Bear locking himself up in his bedroom the whole day, Roland had given him a few days off. Yet he surprised me by an empty apartment, he had given me one of his spare keys a long time ago. Nothing in his apartment pointed to an unwilling departure or that he went somewhere. His clothes were still there, so were his bags and other things one would usually take with them on a trip. I walked back to the living room when I heard the jingle of keys in a lock. Lo and behold Bear walked in with his left hand wrapped up in bandages. 

"What happened Bear? How did you hurt yourself?" My voice startled him and he dropped his keys. "Uh, Link...Hi." He looked down at his hand, "Uh, just a little accident." Little accident my ass Bear. You are one of the most careful people in the world. I didn't say any of that, no need to make things even more complicated. I helped him out of his coat and boots, Bear blushingly accepted my help. Once he was seated on the couch with a cup of coffee he asked me what I was doing here. "I am here because I felt awful about the whole fiasco in your kitchen last week. I feel like a bad friend. A terrible friend." Bear put down the coffee as he reached over to me, "No that's not true Link! You're not a bad friend! In fact you're the best friend I could ask for. Really." 

He held me tight against his chest as I threw myself at him, relieved he wasn't that angry with me. I kissed his neck softly as he rubbed soothing circles on my back. "Will you tell me someday what happened back then?" I pulled back so I could look at him. He looked defeated and tired as he nodded his head in consent. "Someday." I kissed him in gratitude; I knew it might take a while for him to say anything but it was a start. What he didn't know was that I had pulled a few strings I still had with the local police to even get access to the damn file. But what Bear didn't know, didn't hurt him. 

"So," I wiggled my hips to get a little more comfortable on his lap. "Are you going to tell me what is been going on between you and Roland?" Bear grabbed onto my hips to stop me from squirming. HIs blush told me all the things he didn't want to as he cleared his throat. "There is nothing really going on between me and Roland." I grinned as he still couldn't quite meet my gaze. "That's not true." I stated. "I know there is something going on between you and Master Roland." I had the pleasure of seeing Bear's usual calm and collected face go thermonuclear. I grinned like a Cheshire cat "Yeah, it's Master Roland." I cooed in his face. "Who would have thought that the big bad Papa Bear would be a Sub?" I even pinched his cheeks. 

"I have to tell Goldie! She will be so pleased! She has been very worried about you, you know?" Bear opened his mouth to protest, his good hand reaching out to my phone as I was scrolling through my contacts for Goldie's number. "Don't you dare!" Bear growled as we both wrestled around on the couch. "HAH!" Bear exclaimed triumphantly as he held up my phone in his hand, deleting my partly written text to Goldie. I pouted at him, although I had already anticipated this outcome. It was needed for my plan to work. I had noticed that if I don't push Bear for information, he would tell me himself. I hugged him close, he has been through so much and he just needs a lot of TLC. I also know that Master has cameras put in Bear's apartment on my account because, I had seen Bear get depressed and he looked so close to ending his life that I feared he might actually take that final step to ending his life before it even started. 

Frowning, he silently watched as I started to unwrap his left hand, I needed to know what had happened. "There is no way that a small accident would need seven stiches Bear." I pouted, willing him to tell me what had happened. Looking away for a few moments he sighed before answering "I wasn't paying enough attention when I was cutting the meat this morning." I narrowed my eyes; I hadn't noticed any meat on the counter or anywhere in his fridge. "I am not lying Link! I swear!" He exclaimed as he saw that I wasn't buying his explanation. He huffed put a breath "Fine! I wasn't cutting the meat. I was peeling potatoes and slipped on a wet spot on the floor, making me cut myself." He grumbled not looking at me. I had noticed the wet spot and a stain on the floor where I can only presume that potato hit the floor. 

"You could have called me you know, if you needed help." Bear shook his head as he pulled his face from my grasp. "I am pretty sure you had other things to do." For some reason Bear sounded uptight, like he was trying his hardest not to involve other people into his business that is spiralling out of control. I had seen this type of behaviour lots of times in my career. Mostly by people who were abused by a partner or someone close to them, or someone in their family they looked up to. That made me think Bear might have been abused by someone in his family. Knowing I needed to be patient, I nodded my head once. "So what are your plans for today? I thought we could do something fun together." Bear blinked up to me, clearly not expecting me to want to hang around him. The look in his eyes reminded me of a young child who was forced to grow up too fast, a child who had lost the interests in the wonders of the world. Grabbing the remote, I turned on the TV. I was scrolling through NETFLIX when I felt Bear relax. "I thought we could order in and watch a couple of movies." I grinned as Bear settled his head against my shoulder as I pressed play and the opening credits of 21 Jump Street started. 

It wasn't until we had finished our ordered in Chinese were watching the fifth episode of Game of Thrones, that I noticed Bear was asleep and moving around like he was having a nightmare. This fact was confirmed when he started to whimper under his breath about someone not to hit him again. Although I knew I should wake him up, I let him sleep. I was too curious to who was tormenting him, even in his sleep. My heart shattered when I finally got my answer. "NO! DADDY! PLEASE! NO! I-I SWEAR I WILL BE GOOD! PLEASE! DON'T LOCK ME IN THAT SHED PLEASE! MOMMY! PLEASE DON'T LET DADDY DO THIS! MOMMY PLEASE!" He whimpered some more before I couldn't take it anymore and decided to wake him up. He fought me as I shook him awake, he looked ready to cry when he finally opened his eyes and saw it was just me and not one of his tormentors. I pulled him to my chest as he started to sob, he shoulders shaking as he clutched my shirt. 

When he was in the shower, I decided to call Master and let him know I wouldn't be coming back tonight. Master answered after the third ring. "Yes pet, what is it?" I looked towards the bathroom door to make sure Bear was still in there as I answered. "Master, I don't think I will be able to come home tonight. Bear had a little breakdown and I promised him that I would stay with him tonight." Master just hummed under his breath, I rushed to explain why I promised Bear I would stay with him. "It was his own family Master. His own father abused him and his mother did nothing about it whenever his father decided that Bear should be punished. Sometimes his older brother joined in, at least that's what I think since he whimpered for his brother to stop their father and like his mother he just let it all happen." There was a tense silence on the other side before Master responded "Very well pet. We will talk in the morning about this." 

I just hung up when Bear came out of the bathroom with red puffy eyes and a drawn face. I smiled softly "Are you ready for bed babe?" Bear yawned slightly before nodding and crawling under the covers. He was lying on his side facing the wall until I pulled him into my chest turning him to face me. "Sweet dreams Bear." I kissed his forehead as his breathing evened out.