His Pain, His Savior

His Embarrassment

I couldn't believe that it was happening, I felt all the stress and anger melt away as we kissed longer, it was a strange feeling, but to be honest I didn't care. I felt my face burning up, I could see his start to redden as well. He looked so cute like that to be honest. We broke away, I felt his hot breath on my face, his cheeks were red as the hoodie he was wearing, his silver eyes dead set on me.

"H-hey uh...." his face lowered to the floor, yet his small hands still gripped my hoodie.

"I think we should go..." he said weakly. I felt hurt a little, but reluctantly agreed. He poked his head out the door, scanning the hallways before pulling me out and running with me down the halls. His weak attempt to pull me was amusing, but I decided to show him mercy and dip my head down under his legs, picking him up and letting him rest on my back.
I ran down the hallway on all fours, looking sort of like a dog, but I didn't really notice or care.

I rushed out of the school and back through downtown traffic, running passed unsuspecting people in cars fearing for their lives. We finally ran off the street and onto the sidewalk, which brought us directly to my house, where I stopped and let tord down slowly. He brushed off some dirt from his hoodie, and walked inside with me. It was hell trying to get my fat ass through the doorway, but we managed.

He ran into the bathroom and pulled out  a long syringe from his bag. He held it in both hands and walked towards me slowly.

"Ok Thomas....this is just something to help reverse the effects of the project, it won't hurt, just stay perfectly still for me, ok?" He said calmly stepping  closer. I was hesitant, but agreed, and sat down obediently. He shakily stabbed the needle into my arm, and held it there for what seemed like hours. Finally, he pulled it out, and rubbed a sterile cloth against my singed purple skin. His head soon fell onto my arm, I could feel his soft cheek pressing against my skin.

"You-you're really warm..." he mumbled, gently caressing me with the cloth.  My faced burned red, and I wanted to move, and yet I didn't....weird right?

"Listen, I didn't mean to uh....you know ...k-kiss you like that....so uh...sorry" I managed to say between stutters. He looked up at me, his eyes filled with wonder. His lips curled into a warm smile, which gave me the feeling of comfort just looking at him. My face burned hotter and my face was red as a rose.

I am so fucking embarrassed right now.....