Unforgettable Rendez-vous

Caring

A/N I KNOW GUYS IT'S BEEN A MONTH BUT HERE I AM. BACK WITH A NEW CHAP. I hope this makes up the wait :')

The rain was still crashing down the pavement as Sinclair finally reached the estate. (y/n) laid weakly on his back, her head burried exhaustedly in the crook of his neck. He pushed the door wide open with one foot and stormed inside, The umbrella hitting the floor.

Carefully, he carried her into his bedroom and laid her onto the bed. She looked around confusedly, trying to sit upright but Sinclair held the back of his hand against her forehead to measure her temperature, stopping her in motion. „Sinclair...I'm okay...really", (y/n) insisted softly.

„(y/n)...You're temperature is too high...I think it's better when you stay here and try to get some sleep.", Sinclair shot her a gentle smile, then supported his head onto his hand in a musing manner, his index finger tapping against his lips...he was a bit overwhelmed with the situation and tons of thoughts crossed his minds.

„Or wait...first, you need to change into some dry clothes.", he scratched the back of his head stressfully and started walking around, searching for something comfortable for her to wear.

While Sinclair still rummaged around a near drawer, (y/n) tried to unzip her dress herself. But the material was glued to her skin and her hand was slightly shivering so that it was almost impossible to get it off herself.
Pearls of sweat ran down her temples, she felt so hot all of a sudden even though her skin was still cold as ice.

Sinclair finally found  a big grey shirt of his and turned back to (y/n). „Look, here...is that oka- .", he stopped in the middle of his sentence as he noticed her struggling and immediately sat down onto the bed behind her. „Wait, let me help you.", he said quietly, his eyes were focused on her back while his hand shoved her wet hair aside, tracing her skin. „T-thank you.", she said.

(y/n) closed her eyes for a moment as she felt his touch. His warm fingers burning like fire on her skin, but in a good way.
She was craving for his touch for way too long.

Sinclair guided his hands along her shoulders and down her upper arms, taking her suspenders with him. He gulped. He didn't wanted to be disrespectful...by no means. But the way she responded to his movements, tilting her head, and arching her beautiful back, drove him insane. She is just sick and needs your help god dammit, be modest...

Taking a deep breath, he worked his way to her zipper and pulled it down, revealing her bra fastener. „Should I... take it off too?", he asked carefully, assuming it to be uncomfortable for her. „yes, please.", she nodded, helping him with the straps as he opened the catch.

His hand jumped up to cover his eyes in order to be respectful towards her and he blindly reached for the grey shirt he had just taken out of the drawer to give it to her. „Here, uhm...I hope it fits. I-I will get you something to warm yourself up while you change, okay?.", Sinclair stood up and pointed towards the door „Yes, thank you", she said. He blindly walked backwards, slightly stumbling over some of his shoes that laid on the ground. (y/n) giggled and smiled at his respectfulness „be careful.", she added, before he disappeared behind the door.

Being alone in his room she looked around and then smiled to herself. Never had she seen Sinclair this overwhelmed with a situation and it was kinda adorable how he tried to stay composed. Slowly, she stood up, wanting to strip her dress completely but she lost her balance for a moment, feeling dizzy.

(y/n) quickly supported herself against the wall to keep herself from falling and slowly stepped out of her dress that already hit the ground. She then picked up the grey shirt Sinclair gave to her and pulled it over. It was really cozy and (y/n) couldn't stop smelling its scent, the scent of fresh shampoo and the ocean - Sinclair.