Septiplier - Angel

Hug

Sean POV:

I don't know what I felt but it was something that was familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. It was confusing. Those words that slipped out his mouth so perfectly seemed to have.... Warmed me?

None has ever had that effect on me before. It just felt weird in the best way. The feeling had disappeared almost as quickly as it has came. I just decide to brush it off. I looked up at Mark and noticed confusion was washed over his face. Why would he be confused? I saw his eyes started to make his way down my body. This made me a little self conscious. He is probably judging me right now.

His stare made it to my arms and his confused expression changed to worry and anger. I slowly started to stare at my arms. The sleeves of my hoodie where practically dripping with blood. Soon the blood loss hit me like a ton of bricks. I started to feel dizzy and felt my sense of balance go haywire. My head made contact with the floor sending me into the world of unconsciousness, my vision went black and I couldn't remember anything.

Not Again.

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I hesitantly opened my eyes. This placed seemed familiar. Oh right. This is where I came the last time I blacked out too.

I swiftly lifted myself up and noticed I wasn't wearing my hoodie and all my scars were visible. Great. What will he think of me now? I noticed the uncomfortable feeling of bandages being wrapped tightly around my arms.

Ugh.

I slowly try making my way out of the bed but I quickly feel my back start to ache. Must have been when Mark sent me flying across the room. I leaned on the nightstand and finally managed to stand up straight. I looked around and noticed the only clothing I had on were these jeans and this short sleeved-shirt.

Great.

I awkwardly limp my way down the stairs. Every step causing a spike of agony to shoot up my back. I finally made it to the last step and that is when I noticed Mark standing across the room, his back was faced to me. His wings were still spread out wide for me to view.

I just noticed how beautiful they were. The shades of light and dark grey complementing each other perfect. The subtle shades and shape complemented his appearance. No, this is wrong, I can't love my angel. I quickly shake my head to get rid of the thought.

I hesitantly whisper his name "Mark?"

He didn't move. He didn't even flinch. He must have not heard me. "Mark?" I say a little louder but it is still just a whisper. Again I didn't a reaction.

What is going on?

I take in a breath and spoke "Mark."

He flinched a little. So he could hear me. Why is he ignoring me? I hesitantly waddle my way over to him. I'm only a few feet away from him when I managed to hear that he was mumbling something. I still couldn't make out the words so I took a few steps closer.

"Why me? Why me? why me?"

He kept mumbling the same question over and over again. Did I do something wrong? I gently put a hand on his shoulder. When I made contact I could feel his whole body tense up.

He didn't even make an effort to try and relax. Something must have happened while I was out.

Something bad.

I don't know what came over me but I hesitantly wrapped my arms around his waist. It's actually really hard to hug someone when they have wings, and are ignoring you. I managed to find a comfortable spot and just stayed like that for a second though it felt like a minute.

He didn't hug back.

I didn't really care because I think that personally I just needed this. I haven't had someone to hug in years. Memories of good times I had with my family came flooding into my mind. I tried to hold back my sobs because I wanted, needed to be here for Mark but I failed. The emotions all built up and soon became too much and a small sob escaped my lips. I felt cold tears stream down my face.

Great job, I'm trying to comfort someone but instead I start turning into a violent mess of sobs and tears.

Good job Jack. I start to pull away but I quickly get stopped as a pair of strong arms make there way around me. Pulling me closer to his chest I feel his chest rumble under my face as he speaks.

"Why are you crying Jack?"