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WesleyXBenjamin

"Please Benjamin, this isn't a good idea" Ben sighed and turned in his chair to look at Wesley.

The blonde ginger haired man stood at the doorway of Benjamin's office, a worried look on his face. The experiment was today, which Ben was not just going participate in, he was going to be the subject they inject life's blood in.

"Wesley I have said this almost ten times now, I have made my choice and I don't blame on changing it now" Ben stood up from his chair, grabbing a file and he stood.

"I just think it's too soon, what if something goes wrong Ben? What then?" Wesley asked, stepping into the office and closing the door behind him.

"I don't anything will go wrong Wesley, I trust my work" Ben said, opening the file and looking through its papers.

The silence that followed after was heavy to Ben, almost louder than the talking. Ben sighed and was about to turn to look at Wes when a pair of arms wrapped around his waist. Ben turned his head, seeing Wesley laying his head on his shoulder. 

"Benny..." Wesley whispered, into his shoulder. 

"Wes don't try, I've made my choices... I just wish you would at least sit in for this test" Ban mumbled the last, placing his hand onto Wesley's wrapped around his waist. 

"I know... but I just can't... my assistant will be standing in for me and D will be there as well" Wesley explained, snatching the file from his hands and throwing it onto his desk. Ben quickly afterwards found himself being spun around, facing Wesleys chest. 

"Your assistant isn't you Wesley..." Ben whispered, leaning into Wesley chest.

"I know b-but I don't think I can watch this..." 

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"Go ahead Benjamin, whenever you're ready" Ben took a deep breath, looking down at the giant syringe in his hand. He glanced over to where the others were watching, feeling his chest tighten at Scott, filling in for Wes. 

Ben took another breath, and pressed the needle against his arm, pushing it throw his skin. He felt pain start the moment he pushed throw, but he quickly press the end of the needle before he could react to the pain. He quickly pulled it out once he was done, he rubbed his arm.

"Benjamin how are you feeling?" Deb's voice came to his ears. 

"It certainly hurt when I pushed this giant needle into my arm but..." Ben trailed off, feeling suddenly very light headed. 

"Benjamin?" Ben stumbled around, dropping the syringe and grabbing the table closes to him. 

"Dizzy... spinning... hurt..." Ben mumbled, his legs feeling like jello. His ears began ringing loudly, his vision was burry. 

He felt hands grab his shoulders, pulling him away and up from the table, and spun around. He flopped into someone's chest, he could vaguely hear someone talking from the person he was laying against their chest. Someone had their arms wrapped around his waist.

He felt the serum moving through his arms and into his body, he could feel something dripping out of his mouth. He assumed he was crying because his vision was so blurry and he could feel liquid dripping down from his eyes and nose. He felt whoever was holding him lean down to his ear, gently kissing the side of his head. 

"Benny... it's okay I'm here" Wesley... Wesley was there, why was he there. He wasn't coming to this test... shouldn't they start the test... didn't they already start the test? He couldn't remember... Wesley was here.

Suddenly pain surged through his body, he began screaming, loudly.