𝚂†𝙰𝙲𝚈'𝚂 𝙱𝚁𝙾†𝙷𝙴𝚁 supernatural world

chapter 11: drowning in despair

Angel's POV:

'ACHOO!' I sneezed, my frail hand reaching over to grab the tissue on my bedside and I blew my nose.
A week has passed by and I was still very sick. It was my fault for standing out in the rain...

I texted Stacy to give her my daily check ups and her warm, sweet messages made me feel better in a way. I did not deserve her and her kindness.

We are so close because we grew up together, with her father being an average church goer, we gradually met up and had little play dates which progressed into a tight friendship.

My father was at church as always and my mother worked as a grocer, 9 to 5. I was all by myself and I reeked of sweat. I need to take a shower.

I slowly took of all the blankets, stumbling to get out of bed when I heard a knock at my window.

Shit... who the fuck is that!

I froze up in fear, looking for any item to threaten the intruder with until the window slides open and the person steps in.

'Hah! Take that fool!' I exclaimed, hitting the stranger with a hanger.

'Ow... didn't think u were much of the aggressive type,' The stranger remarked and my eyes widened in shock at the familiarity of that voice.

'Ah! Roman...' I jumped away, dropping the hanger as he fixed himself up. 'Why are you even here- ACHOO!'

'You're sick? Well never fucking mind...' Roman mumbled under his breath and I raised an eyebrow.

'What do you want me to help you with?'

Roman's POV:

'What do you want me to help you with?'

My raging boner of course. 

'I wanted to study for English, I have a test soon...' I lied and his eyes furrowed in suspicion.

'You came here... to study?' Angel asked with doubt and I nodded vigorously. Fucking Pinocchio.

'Forget about studying though, let me take care of you,' I rushed over to Angel but he stepped back, his eyes averting to the floor.

I moved closer towards him and he moved too, his back hitting the wall and he was forced to look me in the eyes.

'I need to go shower, I stink for gods sake!' Angel shouted, pushing me away and staggering to the bathroom.

'Wait! Please let me help you, you'll feel better after!' I banged on the bathroom door gently and he yelled at me. 'No! Go away perv!'

'Angy if you don't let me in I'll have to force myself in and do you want a broken door I heard it's expensive to repair-

click

The door opened, revealing a flustered Angel and I smiled at his state.

'You go undress, I'll get the water started okay?' I said reassuringly and he hesitantly nodded.

'Don't look, please...' Angel verbalized with that broken voice of his and I just wanted to caress him right there and then.

What's there to see? I've already seen everything...

'Take of your clothes behind me and then I won't look..' I recommended and he agreed.

Because the bathroom was small, he was physically undressing right behind me, the sensation of his shirt touching brushing back and forth tickled my neck and I fought the urges to turn around and rip it off him myself.