Chapter 26

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Andrés Oliva

I saw a green light and tried to grab it, but somehow, it got brighter. It was so blinding that it was causing me a headache. I tried to move, but there was only the shiny light in the room with me, and it consumed the whole room.

Also, my stomach hurt a lot, and the pain worsened. I wonder where Ethan is. I can't feel him near me. I start to panic. ¿Qué me está pasando?

"Andrés, can you hear me son?" I hear a voice say, and my eyes open.

I gasped for air as I blinked quickly to get my vision in focus. I start to notice the people in the room slowly. Some were from the pack, and some were not.

There was a lot of noise, and someone said, "Let's give him room to breathe."

"Where am I?" I asked as my voice slowly came back to me. I would hear a repeated monitor sound over and over again. Was I at a hospital?

"Son, you've been asleep for a while," said August, smiling. I looked around the room and saw that I was not at a hospital. Relief washed over me as I mainly recognized everyone in the room's faces: Greg, Rose, Mia, and Ethan's parents were in the room.

The only person that is missing is Ethan.

"Where is Ethan? Is he okay?" I ask August as the heart monitor increases again quickly. A couple of nurses run into the room. They try to get me to calm down, but I can't, no matter how hard I try. I need Ethan to be here next to me.

One of the nurses puts medicine in my IV bag, and I start to relax slowly, and my eyelids become heavy. I didn't want to fall asleep, so I kept asking for Ethan till I could form the word anymore and fall asleep.

Kim "Ethan" Yong-saeng

"Where are you?" Asked a worried Greg on the phone.

"We are almost there. Give us 10 minutes," I told him, and Max drove as fast as he could.

"Well, make it faster; they just have to knock him out because he started to panic and ask for you," Greg told me, and I tried to stop my right knee from shaking up and down. I have been getting even more texts than before. It looks like everyone in the pack was sending me a text about Andrés.

We finally make it to the pack house in one piece, no thanks to the weather's help.

"Thank you, Max," I said as I exited the car. I broke out into a sprint as I heard Max say, "Dude, be safe." I said okay and kept running at full speed.

The first person I saw was Mia walking around in the living room.

"I heard from Greg that there is a man doing magic floating things," I told her as I went upstairs.

"Yes! Also, Andrés woke up," she said as we made it to the room's doorframe.

"What," I shouted, rushing into the room to see him awake and kicking. A wave of relief washes over me. For a split second, I was not sure what to say.

"You need to relax, or we will need to give you more medication," threatened a nurse as she used a tablet.

"Ethan," said Andrés as he looked up from the bed. I walk over to him without saying anything. I couldn't believe this was real.

He grabs my hand and pulls me down. Our lips found each other as we slowly kissed. I'm unsure who added their tongue first, but I wouldn't complain at all. All the worries and doubts that I had were gone. It was just Andrés and me as we tried to get as close to each other as possible.

Andrés tries to moan, but my mouth catches it. Everything felt just right at the moment, and I didn't want to let him go. Not now, not ever. My love for him was all that mattered to me.

"Yong-saeng, stop," said Father, clearing his throat loudly to get us to stop. I slowly moved from Andrés, and he whimpered, which did wonders for my lower areas.

"Honey, I think we should all leave them alone for a while," Omma said as she pulled Father toward the door. Everyone soon followed her till it was only Andrés, I, and the loud machines.

"Should we stop?" Asked Andrés with a lazy grin that reached his eyes.

"Never," I said as pull him closer to me, and Andrés moved his hips with mine to cause friction that felt very good. Slowly, I was losing my mind as I moved my hand to his neck to deepen the kiss even more. His muscles move and tighten as I run my hands over them. I was getting addicted to this.

Andrés starts to kiss my neck and watches me lose control.

"We really need to talk, but I can't remember what the topic even is," Andrés tells me in between, kissing my neck and getting some air.

"Me neither," I said with a laugh as I moved my hands slowly down, making sure to touch his abs accidentally.

Andrés quickly grabs my hand.

"Could we do that next time?" Asked Andrés nervously as his heartbeat picked up even more.

"Sure, I'm sure that you're exhausted right now. Let me get the nurses to come back," I said as I tried to get up from the bed.

Andrés grabs my hand, shaking, and doesn't let go.

"Don't be mad; I just need some time to prepare myself," he tells me as he makes room for me to lie beside him.

Not knowing what to think next. I responded with a short "Okay."

I shouldn't have pushed a sick person like that. What was I thinking? The more I tried not to overthink, the worse it was getting.

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¿Qué me está pasando? means What is happening to me? in Spanish

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Long time no see! It's been a while, I know. Life got busy, and my job definitely didn't help. I will try my best to post more often. Knock on wood. ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

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