F*cking cliché

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Pov Levi

I look down at the peacefully sleeping male on my chest. He was using my chest as a pillow.. not that I mind.
Well I would mind if he threw up.
He couldn't keep anything in, not even water, not even aspirins.

It was getting late and I know I probably have to leave soon, but I just can't leave him behind like this.. he's to fragile.. to sick to function normally. Well.. he could talk, somehow he never stops talking.
Not that I mind.. I never minded it, not even at the start.

I sigh when I take another look at the clock. I need to get him to bed.

I lift him up and carry him upstairs where I drop him on the bed.
He was unhealthily light.

Like the good three day boyfriend I am I changed his clothes for him and covered him with the sheets.

When I move away after placing a kiss on his forehead his eyes shut open.

The look of freight quickly changes into one of relieve.

'Are you afraid of me darling?'
'No.. I just had to convince myself that.'

It's weird to think the next time I need to fight against him could be around the corner. I didn't want to but both of us have to.. eventually. Everything would be over if he joined me.. he's to stubborn to do that though.

'Did you carry me here?'
'Yup and I also changed your clothes in cause you were wondering.'
'That's what gave it away.. I wouldn't have put on a shirt.' 'You slut.'
'Can you please not.. call me that.'
'So I have thousands of nice and sweet nicknames and pet names for you and I only have one slightly bad one and you're like nah can't handle that.'
'Basically.'

I sit down on the edge of the bed.

'Is there a reason behind it?'

He starts fiddling with the sheets between his hands and looks away from me.

'There is,' I state. 'Yeah.'
'Are you ever going to tell me?'
'I.. it's,' he takes a deep breath, 'I wasn't actually.. you weren't my first time.' 'What do you mean?'
'I.. it.. you were the first time I actually.. enjoyed it.'
'You had done it against your will before?' I ask to confirm what he's trying to tell me.
'Something like that.'

He gets up and rushes to the bathroom where I hear him throw up.

I follow him and place my hands on his shoulders where I move them around in soothing circles.

Soon the sound gets replaced by quiet sobs.

He quickly cleans his mouth and let himself fall against me afterwards.

'It.. it was part of the therapy.'

I feel how my blood starts boiling.. no wonder he was afraid of her.

'Did you report her?' 'I was to afraid.'
'How can she treat patients like that and still walk around freely? Are you sure she's a real therapist?'
'I don't know.. does it matter?'
'Can you give me her name and location where she worked.. just everything you know about her?'
'I guess..'

I note the details down.

'What are you going to do?'
'Take care of her.'
'What do you mean?'
'I don't know yet.'

Oh I knew.. I totally knew.

'Can you help me back to bed?'
'Of course.'

'Do you want me to stay the night?'
'I don't know..' 'Otherwise I'll need to leave around now,' I explain.
'I'm just afraid you'll either get sick yourself or I throw up all over you.'
'Gives us a reason to shower together.'
'Stop it.' 'Okay okay.'

'If you don't mind.' 'The shower?'
'N..no the part where you asked if I wanted you to stay.'
'Of course I don't mind, I wouldn't have asked otherwise.'
'Hop into bed then.'

I laugh and strokes the escaped hairs out of his eyes.

'Just a minute love.'

The smile on his face makes one appear on mine as well.

'I just need to make a call and I'll be back.'

I put the sheets on top of him but he stubbornly throws them away again.

'I don't want the sheets.'
'To bad.'

I put them up to his waist and walk out of the room after.

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Pov Calum

'You're a stubborn little on aren't you,' he puts the sheets back up, 'I don't like stubborn.' 'You do like that.'
'To some extends, but the mosquitoes are going to taste your body if you're laying exposed like that.'
'I don't care, I'm a free man!'
'You aren't. You really need to sleep.'

I turn to my side.

'I was waiting for you,' I mumble.
'Awh.. you're adorable.' 'Shut it.'

He throws himself up on the bed making me slightly lift up in the air.

'I'm sick Levi!' 'I'm aware.'
'Don't jump on the fecking bed then!'
'I'm sorry Cal.'

His chuckle doesn't really prove that.

'You're mean,' I mutter.
'Oh so I stayed with you all day and even sacrificed myself to stay here all night and you think I'm mean?'
'Basically.' 'You are something Calum,' he shakes his head, 'You really are something else.'

He wraps an arm around me and pulls me closer.

'This is way to hot.'
'Because I'm boiling?' 'Stop it.'

He sighs and pulls the sheets down to just above my knees.

'Can I cuddle with you know?'
'My arm is falling asleep.'
'I swear.'