Live Again (an Andy Biersack love story)

Ch. 34-Relationships

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Wes' POV:
It wasn't too long before I was allowed out of bed, seeing as it was only a flesh wound, but it was way too long for my liking. Jez's word wasn't good enough. I had to go see Jake for myself, and I couldn't do that stuck in a bed. Even once they let me out of bed, I was confined to my room, and it was driving me insane. They said themselves it was just a flesh wound, why couldn't I go visit my boy-no, he's not technically my boyfriend. Not yet, even if it felt like he was.
Maybe that's why I was freaking out about him so much. I already saw him as my boyfriend.
Or because he hasn't seen me yet, either. I mean, he could walk, right? Why didn't he come see me? Wasn't I worth it? Or was I just a distraction? A pit of despair formed in my stomach at the thought.
No, no I HAD to be more than that. I mean, I'm not blind to the way he acts around me, he has to at least kind of like me, right? God I hope so. I fell back into bed, dread and what-ifs consuming me. I didn't pay any attention when the door opened. It was probably just Kaitlyn. She was in and out of here all the time. The bed sank ever so slightly beside me, and I felt someone entwine their fingers with mine, then kiss my hand softly. I opened my eyes, and Jake jumped almost two feet in the air, then smiled apologetically, and made to leave, but I caught his hand.
"Don't go, please," I whispered, pulling him back down. He laid down beside me, cuddling up to my chest, after looking hesitantly at me, like he was asking permission. I held him tightly to me. I didn't want to let him go. Last time I did he was almost killed.
He relaxed into me once my arms were around him. It was almost like he was worried I didn't want him there. I pressed a series of soft kisses to his head, to let him know that that couldn't be farther from the truth.
He blushed, but snuggled tighter against me, one hand resting lightly on my chest, the other supporting his chin as he stared at me.
"Whatcha looking at?" I asked softly, holding the small of his back. He blushed bright red, and looked away. "Me?" I was quickly picking up his silent gestures.
He ducked his head and nodded shyly. I tilted his chin back up gently, and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. He responded hesitantly, like he wasn't sure what to do, but I knew not to take it any farther than that.
"You know that's adorable, right?" He blushed again, and just cuddled back up against me, taking care around my lower stomach. The door opened again, and Kaitlyn came in, shyly leading a guy I actually did recognize into the room.
She blushed a little when she saw Jake was with me, but continued leading Danny Worsnop into my room.
"Hey Wes," she said. "This is Danny, Danny, this is my older brother, Wes." I grinned a little.
"Yeah, I actually recognize him, believe it or not. How are you?" I asked, shaking his hand.
"Can't complain," he replied in with his smooth accent. "You?"
"Well, I on the other hand could probably complain a lot, but I'm on like fourteen different pain killers, so I'm just fine," I said, with my best grin. "Fine enough to kick your rockstar ass if you break my sister's heart," I added, easily picking up on the attraction between them.
"Oh my god, Wes," Kaitlyn complained, hiding her face. Danny just laughed though, and I felt Jake smile against me.
"Nah it's alright, I'd be concerned if he didn't threaten me," Danny joked, hugging Kaitlyn gently. I could tell he was a little worried, though, because he seemed uneasy. I could understand that. I was a major athlete all through high school, and it left me with pretty well developed muscles. Jake picked up on his uneasiness, too, because he poked my ribs harshly and offered Danny a sympathetic look.
"Are you two a thing?" Danny asked, not in a judgmental way, but like he was honestly curious. I couldn't help but wonder how to answer that. Were we, technically, no, but it felt like it...? What that meant, I didn't know. Jake answered for me, luckily, by pressing a short but sweet kiss to my lips. Danny chuckled.
"I'll take that as a yes, then." Jake looked proud of himself, and it was incredibly adorable. I couldn't help but sneak a kiss to his cheek.
"Yes."