𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 | 𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒏 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔

𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒆

Translations:
моя любовь- my love
Я обожаю тебя- I adore you
детка- baby

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I slipped under the covers of my bed. I reached over to grab my phone on my nightstand and sent Boris a goodnight text.

Goodnight I love you<3

Baby boy 🖤
Come to window at 5 minutes

I had a small smile on my face as I set my phone back down on my nightstand. I waited in bed, closing my eyes until I heard rustling outside my window.
I got out of bed and walked over to my window, pulled the curtains away, my eyes met Boris' looking right at me.

I opened the window. "Hi. I smiled as he climbed in.
"Hi, моя любовь." He opened his arms and I leaned into him, resting my head against his chest.

"I missed you." He mumbled. "You just saw me a few hours ago."
"So?"

I lifted my head to look up at him. His eyes seemed to be filled with sadness and he looked exhausted. "Are you okay baby?" I asked, lightly running my thumb over his cheek. He nodded and leaned down to place a kiss on my lips. We continued to kiss and made our way over to my bed.

I straddled his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and I moved my hands down to slide them under his shirt, roaming his torso.

He winced suddenly and I pulled away. "What's wrong?" I asked with furrowed eyebrows but he only shook his head and continued to kiss me.

I knew something was wrong but I kept my hands under his shirt, keeping them placed on his stomach so I wouldn't hurt him again. I started to lift it up and I looked at him. "Can I?" I asked and he nodded hesitantly.

I lifted his shirt over his head and looked down.
He had terribly bruised ribs. There was a spot that had dried blood surrounding it. Clearly where we was kicked the most. "Baby..." I said softly then looked up at Boris.

This was nothing new but it made my heart ache every time. He saw the sadness for him in my eyes. "Is okay. Does not hurt anymore."

"Don't lie to me." I said to him and he frowned slightly. "Let me clean you up." He nodded and I got off of his lap and grabbed his hand.
I opened my bedroom door and walked towards the bathroom while Boris followed behind me, holding my hand.

We got into the bathroom and I shut the door quietly, careful not to wake my mom in the other room.
"Sit down." I said letting go of his hand as I opened the cabinet, grabbing cotton pads and the bottle of alcohol.

I kneeled down on my knees next to Boris and poured some alcohol onto a cotton pad. I carefully rubbed off the dry blood then got a fresh cotton pad and moved to his actual wound.

He hissed and grabbed my arm. "Shh I know baby, I'm sorry. I'm almost done."
I finished up then placed a kiss to the other side of his ribs that were only bruised. "All done."

He let go of my arm. "Do you wanna take a warm bath?" He nodded and I stood up to turn on the water, hoping my mom wouldn't hear the water rushing.

I turned to look at him. He just sat there staring at me. "Get undressed, baby."
"You get in with me?" He asked as he stood up and started to unbutton his pants. I nodded despite the fact that I had already showered a couple hours earlier.

I slid my shorts down my legs and pulled my shirt over my head, leaving me in only my black panties.
Boris stood in his boxers looking at me before he stepped closer to me, grabbing my waist and pulling me in for a kiss.
"You are the most beautiful girl I see."

I smiled and pecked the tip of his nose then looked over to the bath that was already filled. "Come on, let's get in." I told Boris before shutting off the water and sliding my underwear down my legs, stepping out of them.

He did the same with his boxers and got into the bath. Following him, I got in and sat between his legs, pressing my back to his chest being careful that I didn't hurt him as he wrapped his arms around me.

We sat there peacefully, Boris frequently placing a kiss to the top of my head or side of my face.
"Want me to wash your hair?" I asked lifting my head up to meet his big brown eyes looking down at me.

"Please." He replied. He loved when I washed his hair. He loved how gentle I was with him. He had never been handled with care until he met me.

I shifted to face him then I cupped water in my hands, bringing it to his head. Water came dripping down his face and he squeezed his eyes shut.

I reached over for my shampoo and squeezed some into my hand before moving back to his hair.
I massaged the shampoo into his scalp.

"Mm feels good." He smiled softly with his eyes still closed. "And smells good. Like you." I smiled to myself, admiring him before placing a gentle kiss to his lips with my hands still up in his hair.

I finished washing his hair throughly then rinsed out the suds. "Done?" He asked, opening his eyes. I nodded. "I wash your hair now?"
"I already showered earlier, my love."
"Oh." He replied before opening his arms for me to rest between his legs again.

Usually he would get horny whenever we bathed together and we would end up fucking but this time was different.
"Я обожаю тебя" he whispered as he placed a soft kiss to my temple.

"Hm? What does that mean?" I asked him since I had never heard him say that before and he stayed quiet for a moment.
"Uh how do I say-" he began to figure out how to translate it for me to understand.
"I love everything you do." I looked up at him and placed a kiss under his jaw. "I love you." I said softly. "I love you, детка."

We sat there peacefully once again until I stopped feeling Boris frequently press kisses to the side of my face. I turned my head and saw his eyes closed.
"Are you asleep?" I whispered. He hummed in response and opened his eyes tiredly to look down at me.

"Let's go to bed." We stepped out of the tub and I handed him a towel then wrapped up in one as well.
I grabbed his hand and we headed out of the bathroom. We carefully and quietly walked back to my bedroom with Boris following behind me, his hand in mine.
I shut my bedroom door and let go of his hand so we could get dressed.
We finished getting dressed then climbed into bed.

"Can you hold me tonight?" He asked quietly. I smiled softly and nodded, opening my arms for him.
He rested his head on my chest and wrapped his arms around my stomach.
I brought one of my hands to his head to stroke his curls.

"You are so good...to me..." He mumbled as he fell asleep.