Assassin [dylmas]

53.

There was a gunshot and it faded in white, a complete white space, silent and endless. But after some time something more appered in it. A sensation, heavy and warm somewhere where he couldn't localize it. His mind found connections again and the white around him became grey. He tried to concentrate on this sensation and suddenly realized it was connected to one part of his body, yes he had a body and when the memory of his body came back he felt pain, sharp but blurred

Something unpleasnt was inside him somewhere around his belly and he tried to move to make it go, and than some machine buzzing came to his ears, silent beeps that went in the same rythm as his heartbeat

His eyelids seemed so heavy but he managed to blink and light fell onto his eyes, the strange black spots, the view between his own eyeleashes. He tried one more time and owened his eyes. The space above him was grey and he moved his head to the right spotting machines. He finally felt again but it wasn't pleasn't the needel was in his arm and his shoulders and arms were cold as the sheet reached to his chest, and his pijama shirt was thin. And than it returned the sensation he had felt first warm and heavy on his left hand. He turned his head left and felt his heart acting with a warm wince when he spotted a samll figure cuddld to his bed, a sof chee on his hand and small finges tangeld whit his own. Warm breath of the sleeping boy was lying on his skin and Dylan was abut to cry. If it wasn't a dream than he had never seen a more beautiful view. He couldn't help but rais his finger to caress Thomas cheek, even if he didn't want to wake him up, but seconds later Thomas' dark eyes appeared from under long eyelashes and widened when he met his eyes. The shock on Thomas' face was adorable and Dylan smiled moving his fingers up and down the boys cheek but a moment later he felt wet tears storming on his hand.

„Thomas," whispered Dylan trying to get this throat to work.

But Thomas was speachless, he cired louder and pressed his face to Dylans hand and Dylan reache his other hand with all the neddles over the bed into the boys blode hair.

„I though I'll never see you again" whispered Thomas and Dylan flet he wants to get up and hug his little universe.

He tried to lift himself up but th pin got bigger and he moaned.

Thoms sprung up and sat on th matters, pale and frightened.

„Don't move you idiot" he sttutered and Dylan smiled.

„Worried about me cutie," he asked jokingly and Thomas shook his head in disbelief.

Seconds later he laid his little hand on Dylan's face.

„I missed you so much you idiot you can't even imagine," Thomas pressed his tears salted lips to Dylan's and Dylan smiled in the kiss, it felt too right. His right hand was sore but his left was well enough so he moved it up Thomas tight to his little butt when he pressed the bo closer to him.

„Dylan," Tomas moved inches away from his lips.

„Yes love," Dylan raised a eyebrow.

„Are we really making out on a hospital bed minutes after you woke up from a two week coma" Thomas couldn't belive.

„After so much bad stuff I need something good" Dylan smiled.

His cheeks were burnig and he felt so happy that he forgot the pain.

„I guess that's teh reason why I love you so much" Thomas loughed loud and kissed him again. „But now you need to rest ok," Thomas move up and got up from the matress while his fingers traced down Dyan's chest.

„Where are you going" asked Dylan catching his had.

„Nowhere, I'll sit on the chair and hold your hand like did for the previous five days," said Thomas.

„Come here I need you closer," Dylan lifted his sheet and Thomas blushed.

„They'll kck me out if the notce" he glnaced at the door.

„Then I'll start to feel worse," Dylan smiled and Thomas shook his head again but he put his shoes off and slipped under the sheet trying to be as careful as possible and to take as less place as possible.

„Way bette," whispered Dylan and Thomas kissed him again.

It was amazing but soon Dylan felt tire and moved his head on Thomas sholder and the blonde boy put his arms around him giving him so much warm and safety that Dylan soon drifted into a sweet and deep sleep leaving all his sorrows behind. His Thomas was with him and nothing ealse mattered.