Stolen heart (Boyxboy)

7

Jason's POV
I sat across from Jake and watched as he ate spoon full after spoon full of the soup that I had made. Every once in a while he would nervously look up at me with fear clear in his eyes, I would give him a reassuring look and he would continue to eat. I guess I took it way to far this time... He's clearly in pain... I got up from the table and grabbed a glass from the cupboard then ran the tap to get some water. Once the glass was full I grabbed two Tylenol and set the glass and Tylenol on the table. Jake gave me a suspicious look.
"It's just Tylenol, it'll help with the pain." He looked down at the pills and thought for a moment before taking them and finishing his bowel. "Alright, come with me, I'll let you rest in my bed till you get better." I stood up and helped Jake stand up then began walking him to my room just down the hall. I helped him on to the bed and began to walk away from him when he grabbed my arm with a very weak grip.
"Stay, please..." I could see desperation in his sparkling hazel eyes.
"Alright..." I say rolling my eyes and hopping in beside him. He rolls towards me and cuddles into my chest. He's really scared... I think while pulling him closer and wrapping my arms around him.

Jakes POV
A strange sensation of safety clouded my senses as I cuddled into Jason's chest. I felt safe but in danger. It's so strange... I thought as I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up on top of a sleeping Jason. I felt my stomach swirl and I got up off of him and quitely walked to the bathroom in time to vomit my brains out into the toilet. I hurled a few more times before Jason found me dry heaving.
"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you..." I dry heaved again and Jason walked into the bathroom and sat beside me then rubbed my back gently.
"It okay... Just do what you got to do, your probably sick from being in the basement for too long." Jason stood up and grabbed a glass of water and a couple Tylenols from the kitchen. He hand them both to me and I took them gladly. He placed a hand on my head and sighed. "Come on let's get you back to bed, I'll get you a cold cloth and some dinner." I nod and let him carry me back to bed. He didn't even return with the cloth before I fell asleep.

Jason's POV
I comeback into my bedroom with a cold cloth and see Jake is sound asleep. I kiss him on the forehead and place the cloth where I had kissed. I go to the kitchen and cook some chicken noodle soup then return the the bedroom. I shake the poor sick boy awake and hand him the bowel.
"Thanks..." Jake mumbles before taking the cloth off his head and sitting up to eat.