Two Parts Of One [ BxB ]

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Brian

Aaron intertwined our hands, as he continued working. I was feeling worse than before, my whole body feeling as though multiple of swords were driven through it. We sat in silence, him scenting me as best as he could while keeping up with his pack work.

After last night's dinner which Aaron had fed me with the blanket of thick heavy silence hung over us, it had felt as though my sickness had come back tenfold. 

We weren't on speaking terms still, with us not uttering a word to each other since being around the other. I had my head laying on the pillow, my eyes closed.

Aaron's pheromones eased the pain as best as they could but it was still there.

It was still noticeable, thousands and thousands of thorns pricking at my skin. It was painful, extremely painful. 

Along with the constant pain in my body, my head was throbbing and bile threatened to come up my throat. I felt lightheaded, dizzy even. It was hell.

I was worried about how I would go to university with how sick I was getting. Will I be able to cope at res? Will I be able to cope with travelling to and from uni? Will I be able to attend lectures?

Millions of thoughts such as those swam through my head, worsening the dull throbbing already present. I sighed softly, letting my head drop to the side.

Aaron sat his work aside, joining me on the bed. I peeled open my eyes, turning to face him. He smiled softly at me, earning a matching soft smile in return.

"You're thinking too much." He said, massaging my scalp. "What are you thinking so much about?" He asked as I leaned towards his touch. It felt like heaven on my throbbing head. 

"Uni." I said, humming in content. "Are you ready for it?" He asked, I shook my head in response. "No, I feel I'm too sick to cope." I answered in a soft tone. 

He caressed my cheeks with his thumb. "Is it very painful?" He asked, earning a pained nod from me. "Y-Yeah, I'm getting worse." I said as he massaged my aching temples, my eyes fluttered shut as sparks shot throughout my body.

It felt soothing, his touch always did. It was feathery light against my tan skin, gentle as though I was fragile.

"Are you sure you don't wanna see the pack doctor?" He asked, earning a shake of my head from me. "I'm sure." I whispered. 

"God, I wish you could massage my whole body." I sighed. "I could do that." He said. "That's if you really want me to." He added, a soft smile gracing his face. "Please." He laughed lightly.

He went out of the room, coming back a few moments later with a massage oil. "Remove your hoodie and Iay on you stomach." I nodded doing as he said.

He sat on my ass before applying a generous amount of oil on my back. I shuddered from the cold feeling as he began kneading and smoothing out my back. 

It felt amazing as though the tension was leaving my body. Aaron's touch and pheromones were doing miracles on the pain. 

"Ahh." I moaned as he worked on my shoulders. "I would appreciate it if you didn't make noises such as those." Aaron whispered, planting kisses on my back. "It feels amazing." I moaned out softly.