The Human Professor(Formerly: My mate is my teacher..who cares?)

Chapter 16

"It feels so nice to just stand up and...be carried by you." I groaned, squeezing my arm around Damien's neck.

"Told you, you're back up on your feet but not without help." He set me back onto the bed and I touched my stomach.

"Whatever poison they used really fucked me up...." He moved my feet onto the bed and he kissed my head.

"Well you're getting better and that's all that matters." I rolled my eyes and groaned as he set me down.

"They said in about a week you can stand up on your own."

"That Maybe true but it's one week too late," I mumbled into his hand and closed my eyes. It was a really bad time for me to go through this but the world was cruel.

"And what do you mean by that? Listen, everyone's fine and there haven't been any sightings recently." I flooded my hand with his and pulled him down to my face.

"Not that..." I breathed heavily and closed my eyes. This time it felt softer and not as painful as last time but I was still hot.

"No, it's....you know how animals have their own heat? Like a period?"

"Oh, you're on your period? You can tell me you know, I know trust me. Do you have stuff-"

"No, I mean yes but that's not the point." I pressed my face onto his cheek and hummed. I was able to sit up on my own and without using too much of my core and pulled him beside me.

"I can't move much but still." I began to kiss his face and I felt his hands grab onto mine.

"Wait wait for you, we can't do that not right now. For many many reasons, love."

"For why?" I twirled some of his head and inhaled gently feeling my heart slow down after beating so fast.

"Your mom will kill me. It's in your mom's house. You have a gaping wound in your abdomen. Your mom will castrate me and I paid such good money. Your mom could walk in. You also can't move more than five inches by yourself. Your mom will also behead me or I don't know to eat me."

"It's fine she's not here. I won't break open my stomach, okay why don't you just..." I took his hand and placed it right below the bandage and squinted at him with a smile.

"Yes?" I asked and he sighed, placing his head on my shoulder.

"Is this like a regular period? A week?" I nodded and he took my hand into his.

"Then at the end of the week when you're better than you are now."

"Why are you so mean. I'm hurt, you should do what I say for now." I hugged him and inhaled his scent, sighing gently.

"Just give me your shirt." He groaned and lifted away from me lifting his shirt off and then leaning down to give it to me.

"Thank you," I hummed into it and tightly held it.

"Do you have a hoodie?" I asked and he shook his head. He leaned down and pushed my braid off to the side and then my room door opened unexpectedly. I cuddled the shirt as much as I could without curling my body and glanced to see my dad.

"Oh....oh oh oh I'm sorry loves. I'll let you finish, but do be careful my darlings and your mother should be back in a couple of hours so please don't disturb the rest of us."