Blasphemous Lovers [BxB]

Chapter 14

Muffled voices from outside the door leaked in through the cracks and brought Astreal to consciousness.

He found himself laid down on his bed and looked down to find he was only wearing his shirt from the night before and boxes, a brown stain on the ripped shirt that he saw wrapped around his thigh.

"Wha-" Astreal sat bolt upright and gagged, slamming a hand over his mouth to stop himself being sick.

In an instant, he found himself in the bathroom facing the toilet, a hand holding under on his side and another rubbing his back.

"Shh, shh. It's okay. Let it out."

Astreal bent over the bowl without hesitation and his stomach cramped, forcing last night's dinner up. He retched for a good few minutes, even past the point where his stomach was empty. Facimus continued to offer comfort and support as he held the other's weak body from falling over and kept the other's fringe from getting into his face.

"Fuck..." Astreal moaned both an extinguished and bothered tone into the bowl after making sure he was done.

"How are you feeling?"

Astreal lifted his head up more and tilted it so that he could see Facimus, who he realised was shirtless.

"Better, thanks."

Flushing the toilet, he stood slowly with help from the other and stepped over to the sink and caught sight of himself in the mirror. "Oh, god. I look awful."

His skin was paler than usual and his glowing emerald eyes had faded to a dull pond green. He swept back his hair, only for it to fall back in his face.

"Do you remember anything from what happened last night?"

He looked at Facimus in the mirror and realised he was in a worse state than himself. He had dark rings under his eyes and his usually tied back side cut had been let down so his hair brushed his shoulder and some parts fell over the buzzed side.

"Kind of. It's fuzzy. I remember you and my thigh, and mint for some reason."

"Can you remember anything to do with the nightmare? Anything."

Astreal shook his head and ran the tap. "No. It's like always wake up in a sweat, a bad headache that disappears after a few seconds, but then it all goes and I never remember why it happened or what happened, only that something happens every night. That's why I started taking the pills. They make it less intense." He wet his hand and pushed it through his hair to keep it back.

"Right, obviously." Facimus bare eyes swooped down and he reached to scratch his arm. "Anyway, I got one of my guys, Zach, to look out for anything that would help explain what all of this is and if there s anything that can help it stop."

"I don't want anyone knowing about this."

"It's fine. He isn't allowed to talk to anyone other than you or me about this. It's completely confidential and I trust him so please trust me."

"But still-"

"I can't just do nothing. Please."

He let out a long breath. "Fine." Astreal wiped his face with a hand full of water and pulled up his shirt to dry it. As he did so, he caught sight of Facimus looking at his chest and paused for a second. The other's eyes quickly darted to meet his own.

"Sorry." He apologised quickly, "'I'll take Zack outside."

And with that, he was gone.

Astreal blinked and then focused on his stomach. His scar had become pale and there was no sign for the need of further healing.