The Gangster's Baby Boy 2 [INDEFINITIVE HIATUS]

Chapter 007

The lollipop addict slowly opened his heavy eyes. He blinked a few times to make his vision clearer. He smelled a familiar perfume and also the ceiling was familiar. What is this place?

That's when he heard a door close. He turned to his left side and spotted Vladimir standing beside him. He touched Misha's burning forehead and hissed.

"What did that guy do to you? You don't normally get a fever. You're a healthy guy"

Misha chuckled.

"Even a healthy guy gets a fever once in awhile"

Vladimir sat on the edge of the bed and placed his hand on Misha's cheek.

"What happend?"

"I was in the hospital and spotted you there with Sergey. I realized you were burning a fever so out of anger I brought you here to my private doctor"

"What happend to Sergey?"

"Who gives a fuck? He's probably alone somewhere"

Misha moved his head in the middle of the pillow and let out a sigh of relieve.

He felt the bed lifting up and when opening his eyes noticed how Vladimir was getting up from the bed so he quickly grabbed his wrist to stop him.

Vladimir turned and looked down.

"Don't leave ... don't go ... stay here ... please"

Misha couldn't even speak. He felt so weak. Even speaking took so much energy from him and he was now breathing heavily again.

Vladimir smiled.

He sat back down on the edge and was gently playing with Misha's hair.

"Sleep. You need it"

Misha slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

As soon as Misha's grip loosened on Vladimir's wrist, he knew that Misha has fallen down wonderland and wouldn't be waking up any time soon. That's exactly when the door was quietly opened by Aiden who entered the room with a bowl of cold water, a fresh cleaned towel and a sweet smile.

He placed the things on the nearest nightstand and held Vladimir's shoulders and looking down at the sleeping man.

"How's he?"

"His fever feels like a blown up volcano"

Aiden patted his shoulders.

"Don't worry. He'll be fine"

Vladimir moved his hand and placed it against his forehead and sighed.

"He's done so much for me. It feels like ... I haven't done enough for him"

Aiden tighetened his grip on his shoulders trying to suck every pain and stress that Vladimir was feeling. He couldn't bare see his man feeling distressed and unwell. He knows how much Misha means to him and clearly this sight of Misha's weak state is just unbearable to witness.

Aiden leaned down and planted a kiss on Vladimir's cheek and gave him a back hug.

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