CLOSER  🔪  ───  ZERO.
UNDONE

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The room was a haze of amber light and shadows, the kind of dim that made everything feel slower, softer, more dangerous. A single lamp flickered in the corner, its bulb buzzing faintly, casting a lazy glow over the worn-out furniture. Clothes were scattered across the floor—his shirt, her jeans, their jackets carelessly tossed on a faded armchair. The walls were covered in old posters, edges curling, and the faint smell of cigarettes clung to the air like a memory. The sound of Nutshell by Alice in Chains played softly in the background, its mournful, grungy tones filling the space, adding to the heavy, almost melancholic atmosphere that wrapped around the room like a blanket.

Ruby reclined against the headboard, her body draped in the silken softness of the sheets. The black lace of her bra barely clung to her shoulders, like it was begging to slip off, the intricate floral patterns of the delicate fabric tracing her skin, a faint whisper of sensuality. Her matching panties peeked out from beneath the sheets, the fabric taut across her hips, every curve revealed in soft detail. Her legs were tucked beneath her, casually crossed, her fingers absentmindedly playing with the cigarette between them, though her attention was anything but on the smoke.

Kurt moved across the room, a graceful, almost lazy confidence in every step. The white tank clung to his chest, accentuating his sculpted frame, while the waistband of his boxers hung low, the fabric slung carelessly on his hips. His hair was a mess of wild, untamed strands, the kind that looked like it had been ruffled by a storm, but somehow still fit him perfectly. The dim light from the window fell across his face, casting shadows that highlighted the sharp line of his jaw as he lit a cigarette, his fingers brushing against the tarnished silver of his lighter. Ruby watched every movement, captivated, her heart skipping when he caught her gaze.

Kurt's deep blue eyes locked onto hers, those eyes so magnetic, so unapologetically intense. There was something about the way he looked at her—like he was seeing straight through her, pulling apart her defenses, leaving her exposed. The slow exhale of smoke that left his lips only seemed to make the space between them heavier, charged with an electricity she couldn't escape. He wasn't looking at her like he'd seen her before. No, his gaze seemed to devour, to savor, as though he was tasting every inch of her with his eyes alone.

"Got caught again," he teased, his voice rasping low with a playful edge that made her pulse quicken.

Ruby smirked, her lips curling as she leaned back, lazily stretching. "Maybe I just like the view," she shot back, her tone a mixture of mock innocence and unspoken desire.

Kurt's brow arched, a knowing glint in his eyes. He took another drag of his cigarette, his fingers curling around it with an almost practiced ease, before he moved toward her, his steps slow and deliberate. Every inch of him was like a magnetic pull, and Ruby felt herself drawn in, her breath catching in her throat. "Is that so?" His voice dropped an octave, the teasing lilt now replaced with something deeper, more dangerous.

Ruby met his gaze, her pulse racing, and a flutter of heat sparked low in her stomach. His look was unreadable, but there was something in the air between them that made her feel as though she were caught in a game she didn't mind playing. "You know it is," she said, her voice steady, though the warmth creeping into her cheeks betrayed her calm demeanor. He had a way of looking at her that left her feeling exposed, every nerve alive and sensitive to his touch—even when he hadn't touched her yet.

Kurt's lips twisted into that familiar smirk as he stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray on the bedside table. He crawled onto the bed, the mattress sinking beneath his weight, and Ruby could feel the shift in the air. The tension between them thickened as he closed the distance, and his hand—warm and steady—brushed against her thigh, lingering just long enough to make her skin burn with anticipation. Ruby shivered, her breath faltering as she looked up at him.

"Think you're untouchable, huh?" Ruby's voice was teasing, but there was a subtle challenge hidden beneath it, a playful dare she knew he couldn't resist.

Kurt chuckled, a low sound that vibrated through her chest, and moved even closer, his lips brushing against the curve of her neck, his breath warm and uneven. "Only when I want to be," he murmured, his lips grazing her skin in maddening, almost agonizing slowness. Every brush of his lips sent a wave of heat coursing through her, and Ruby's pulse hammered in her throat. She couldn't stop herself from threading her fingers through his wild hair, pulling him closer, desperate for more of him, every inch of her body aching with need.

The kiss came slowly, deliberately, as if Kurt was savoring every inch of her. His lips were soft yet insistent against her neck, teasing, grazing the sensitive skin, before he pressed a little harder, his teeth grazing ever so slightly, enough to make her shiver and gasp. Ruby's fingers curled into the sheets, her chest tightening, her mind spinning in a haze of sensations she couldn't quite ground. She was lost—caught between desire and something darker.

His lips moved upward, just a whisper away from her ear, and he spoke in a low, gravelly murmur. "Does that answer your question?" His breath was warm against her skin, his voice laced with something darker, a promise she couldn't quite place, but she knew it would unravel her.

Ruby's breath hitched as she tilted her head back, her fingers threading through his hair, pulling him even closer. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, the hardness of him pressing against her, the moment suspended in time. "Not even close," she whispered, her lips curling into a faint but defiant smirk.

Kurt laughed softly, the sound vibrating through her, his thumb brushing gently over her cheek, before he pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. "Then I guess I'll have to keep trying," he murmured, his voice still low, his gaze filled with a challenge that mirrored her own.

The air between them thickened, charged with something that couldn't be put into words, the soft melodies of the song playing in the background barely audible over the rapid beating of their hearts. Ruby couldn't tell if she was grounded in reality or floating, lost in the intensity of his presence. All she knew was that every second, every glance, every brush of his lips against her skin felt like a journey to somewhere neither of them had been before—a place where time didn't matter, and all that existed was the connection between them.

Her breath steadied, but the air still crackled between them, alive with unspoken desire. She could feel the weight of his gaze, the slow burn of his presence wrapping around her like a whispered secret. There was a playfulness in the way he looked at her now, something dangerous and fun that drew her in even further.

"So," Ruby began, her voice casual but laced with a teasing edge, "you think you're untouchable, huh? Maybe I could show you a thing or two."

Kurt's eyes glinted with amusement, his lips curling into that familiar, crooked smirk. He sat back slightly, but his gaze never left hers, his fingers idly tracing the rim of the ashtray. "Oh? And how exactly would you do that?"

Ruby leaned forward, her gaze holding his with the kind of intensity that made the room feel smaller. She allowed the silence to hang, just for a moment, before speaking again, her words deliberate. "Well," she started slowly, "there's more than one way to play with power."

She saw the flicker of curiosity in his eyes, and she couldn't help but enjoy the effect she had on him. "What if we swapped roles for a change?" she continued, her voice low, almost a whisper, the words hanging in the air between them. "What if, for once, I was the one calling the shots?"

Kurt's gaze deepened, his lips curling into a wicked smile as he leaned in closer, his breath brushing against her ear. "You think you could handle it?" he murmured, his tone playful but layered with a challenge. "You think you'd be able to keep me in line?"

Ruby chuckled softly, the sound low and confident. She could feel the heat rising in her chest, the thrill of the game making her pulse quicken. She tilted her head, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Oh, I think I'd be more than capable. But it's not just about power, is it?" she said, her fingers brushing lightly against his arm, as if testing the boundaries. "It's about control... and how well you can surrender it."

Kurt leaned back slightly, raising an eyebrow. "Surrender?" His tone was skeptical, but there was an edge to it now, a quiet interest that hinted at the idea of playing along. "I don't know if I've ever met anyone who could make me surrender, Ruby."

Her heart fluttered at the challenge in his voice, but she wasn't backing down. "Maybe you haven't met the right person yet," she shot back, her voice smooth, deliberate. "Maybe it's time to test that theory."

She let her words hang there, suspended in the space between them, while her fingers traced idle patterns along the edge of the sheet. There was a slight smirk on her lips, but beneath it was something far more dangerous—anticipation.

Kurt studied her for a moment, his dark eyes searching hers, as if weighing her words, feeling the pull of the game she was inviting him into. His smirk softened, replaced by a look of something deeper, more thoughtful. "I like the sound of that," he said quietly, his voice almost a murmur now, as if the playful teasing had dissolved into something more intimate, more real.

Ruby let her fingers glide across his chest, lingering just enough to feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her touch. "You won't regret it," she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear. "But don't say I didn't warn you. Once we start, there's no going back."

The words were a challenge, a promise, and Kurt's eyes locked with hers, his gaze fierce and knowing. "I'm not one to shy away from a little danger," he murmured, but his voice was thick now, laced with something else. There was a hint of something... needy.

Kurt's breath caught, his chest rising and falling a little faster, and for a moment, the playfulness faded. He looked at her, dark eyes wide with a mix of longing and something softer, something deeper. His lips parted, a whisper of his thoughts caught between his breath. "Ruby... I..." He paused, biting his lip, as if gathering the courage to say what was already in his heart.

But when he spoke again, it wasn't with the usual playful tone. It was raw, desperate. "I fucking love you," he spat, his voice low, almost guttural. "I would do anything for you. You want power? You want control?" His eyes were burning with intensity now, his body tensed, as if holding back something wild, something dangerous. "I would kill for you, Ruby. I'd burn the world down just to see you smile. There's nothing I wouldn't do. Don't you ever doubt that."

The words hit her like a bolt of electricity. They were real, primal, and unlike anything she had ever heard. He wasn't just speaking—he was offering himself, laying bare the depths of his obsession, his devotion, his willingness to destroy everything just for her. There was no hiding the ferocity in his eyes, the rawness in his voice.

Ruby's breath caught, a shiver running down her spine. She had expected boldness, maybe even some playful defiance—but not this. Not this brutal honesty. She didn't just hold his heart in her hands; she held the dark, untamed side of him that he'd never revealed to anyone else.

Her fingers stilled on his arm as the weight of his confession settled in. She leaned in, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered softly, "I know, Kurt. I know exactly what you'd do for me."

Kurt's body seemed to shudder at the words, his eyes closing as if he were savoring the confirmation. But he didn't back off. Instead, his hands found their way to her waist, pulling her closer, his lips brushing over her neck with a need that was both tender and fierce.

"I'll burn the world if you tell me to," he muttered against her skin, his voice ragged now, vulnerable in a way that was almost terrifying. "You have no idea how much I need you, Ruby. You own me."

Her heart thundered in her chest, her pulse racing at the intensity of it all. She had always known that Kurt was capable of pushing limits, but hearing him like this—so raw, so unrestrained—made her feel more powerful than ever before.

Ruby smiled, her lips curling into a slow, confident grin. She could feel his body shift with every word she spoke, every move she made. And with that, she leaned in, her lips brushing gently against his, a soft tease that left him wanting more. Kurt's hand immediately found its way to her waist, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss, the world around them fading into nothing but the heated connection between them.

She pulled back slightly, her lips curling into that teasing smile again, and she saw the shift in him. Kurt's breath was uneven, his chest rising and falling faster as he looked at her with that look—the one that was all hunger and no resistance. "You're completely whipped, aren't you?" Ruby whispered, the words almost a laugh as she watched him, her voice soft and amused.

Kurt let out a small, frustrated sigh, his hands tightening on her waist as he gazed at her with a mixture of adoration and desperation. "I don't care. I don't mind. Whatever you want, Ruby," he murmured, his voice almost whiny now, completely under her spell.

Ruby's heart fluttered at the sound of that. She hadn't expected him to give in so easily, but now, the game was hers to play. And she wasn't about to let go of that control. The moment stretched, the air charged with electricity, and the promise of what was to come felt infinitely more thrilling now. "I think you're about to learn just how much power I have," she whispered, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt, pulling him in for another kiss—this time, deeper, more intense.

The air between them thickened, each breath shared like a secret, each touch a promise waiting to be broken. Kurt's hands roamed, slow and deliberate, mapping the curve of her back, his fingertips tracing the delicate lines of her skin. The moment felt both infinite and fleeting, as if time itself had paused just for them.

Ruby's body responded with a hunger she didn't know she could suppress. Every movement of Kurt's, every inch of his touch, made her feel both cherished and conquered. His lips found hers once again, and this kiss was different—more insistent, more desperate, as if they were both trying to make up for lost time, to savor everything they could before the world could break them apart.

Kurt's breath caught in his throat as his hand slid further down her body, teasing, testing, before settling at her waist, pulling her flush against him. Ruby could feel the heat of his body, the urgency in his movements, and it sent a shiver down her spine. His lips, still soft yet demanding, parted just long enough for him to murmur, "You make it impossible to think."

Her laugh was breathless, a teasing sound. "Good," she whispered, before she took control once more, shifting slightly beneath him, her fingers threading through his messy hair, pulling him closer with a firm, commanding grip. "I don't want you to think."

Kurt's eyes flickered open for a moment, dark and heavy with unspoken desire, and Ruby knew she had him, every part of him, tangled in her web. She watched his face, tracing the soft, intense expressions that flickered across his features as the game between them shifted, became something new. He wasn't just playing anymore—he was surrendering.

The room seemed to grow smaller, the space between them thick with unspoken tension and the weight of what they both knew would unfold. Kurt's lips parted again, but before he could speak, Ruby silenced him with another kiss, a deeper one, one that spoke volumes in the silent language they had mastered together.

As the night wore on, the tension built, stretched, and snapped, until finally, they were left tangled in the sheets, breathing heavily, the silence broken only by the soft rustle of their movements. Ruby's body, worn but content, was nestled against his chest, her breath evening out as she drifted into sleep. Kurt's arm lay protectively around her, holding her close, unwilling to let go.

He watched her for a moment, her face soft and serene, the shadows of the room dancing across her skin. There was a tenderness in his gaze that belied everything they had just shared, everything he had shown her. But beneath that tenderness, beneath the overwhelming pull of his love for her, something darker lurked.

Kurt's hand curled tightly around the sheets, his jaw clenching as he stared down at her. His fingers brushed a lock of hair from her face, tracing her features like she was the only thing that mattered. "I'd burn this whole fucking world for you. And you still wouldn't know how much I need you."

His voice was a whisper, barely audible, but the intensity in his eyes told a different story. The world outside could crumble to dust, but Ruby... she was his.

And he would do anything, anything, to make sure she knew it.

With a deep, almost desperate breath, Kurt leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. His lips whispered against her skin, barely audible, a toxic, twisted vow only he could understand. "I'd ruin myself just to keep you, Ruby."

Then, with that promise still lingering in the room, he closed his eyes, content for the moment, but knowing that as long as she was his, he would never truly be free.

━━━━━ author's note !
the prologue for this story is finally out !!!
i'm really excited for you to see what i planned for this fic cause it's going to be a wild ride....fr.
this one is a little introduction to ruby and kurt dynamic and i love it so far !!

let me know what you think and give a little star 🌟 if you like! thank your for the attention and see you soon 🧿