Noah & Navid

Chapter 35- Persian Soup

I laid the phone down and decided I needed to get out of bed.

The medicine was making me feel better, at least until I stood up. My head felt a rush of fog, but it was bearable. I slowly made my way downstairs to see what Navid was up to.

When he saw me, he made an angry face and started pointing back to the stairs. He was on the phone and had his laptop open on the bar counter between the kitchen and living room. I couldn't go back up there and made a sign like I wanted some water.

Navid shook his head angrily and gave my ass a soft spank as he spoke in a happy tone to the customer on his phone. I ignored him and went into the kitchen.

The place was a mess. He had used two chopping boards, four knives, several plates and pots.

The counter was strewn with vegetable remnants and an empty carton of chicken stock. I started to clear things away, but he came around the counter and took the trash from my hands.

He shook his head at me and pointed towards the couch while he charmed the customer on his phone. I started to argue with him silently, but then my body began to shake as cold chills ripped through me.

I stumbled against his chest and he put his arm around me. He walked me over to the couch and wrapped a blanket around me. He brought more medicine and a bottle of water.

"Yes, of course! I think is something we definitely want there!" Navid said as he sat on the couch and pulled me into his lap.

I swallowed the pills. He slid an arm around me and rocked me gently as my body calmed under his warmth. He kissed my forehead and I drew my knees up into my chest as I laid against him.

I nodded off again as he rubbed my back.

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I woke up later, buried under the blanket and sprawled out on the couch. The tv was going with the sound off and I looked at the time on the news to see that I'd slept away most of the day.

I was feeling a little better, but still groggy from the medicine he'd given me.

"Naviiii," I whined, but he wasn't in the room.

I started to get up, but felt weak and then laid back down. It hit me how dependent I was on him. I'd been sick like this before and home alone because my dad couldn't get off from work. I didn't have Navid to carry me around back then, and I'd done ok. I pushed myself to get up.

Navid wasn't anywhere to be found so I decided to make my way upstairs to brush my teeth. I heard the front door open behind me as I was halfway up.

"You feel better, my love?" Navid called from behind me.

I turned to see him glistening with sweat and wearing a small pair of running shorts. Aram was behind him and in a similar state.

"I hurt," I said weakly and gripped the rail.

"You were so asleep! Aram brought you a chicken soup. I thought we have time to get in a workout." Navid walked towards me and I instantly felt weak.

He rushed up the stairs and held me steady. He put his hands on the sides of my chest and guided me up the stairs.

"You have to wait one more hour for your medicine. I take quick shower and then hold you, ok, my sweet boy?" Navid laid me down and then pulled the comforter over me.

I was so tired of being in bed, but I didn't have the energy for much of anything else. He put on the TV for me while he went to shower.

He cleaned himself and then shoved his dick into a pair of red stretchy briefs and blue lounge shorts before sliding in next to me under the covers.