My broken mate

Every action has a reaction

Hellooooo💕 I know it's been a while but everything has just been happening all at once. Anyway I have to say I'm looking forward to this chapter as it can either be very adorable or very sad. We'll see❄️😜 But anyway I love the saying used as the title. "Every action has a reaction" is probably my favorite phrase😅 But for now let's get back to the book🌸☺️

⚠️Actually not much really. Matthew passing out and vomiting. Talk of blood. Overall just very fluffy and cute. Slight mention of insecurities⚠️

Gilbert's POV

I woke up to the cold, but for once in the last few days no pain or tiredness. Yes it's finally Winter, the thing I've been dreading. I don't mind the winter it really isn't that bad. We all get to sleep in, play in the snow when that arrives, wear warm clothes, get more cuddles. Yeah sounds good doesn't it. Not when you have absolutely no cold resistance and will get cold no matter what you wear. Because yes that's what happens to me. Though Matthew is a different case, he doesn't mind the winter and he is extremely warm throughout it. His body heat is definitely way better than mine when it comes to the Winter. Also another good thing is Matthew becomes really clingy during the Winter. I asked him about it and he said he does it because one I'm always cold so he tries to warm me up or calm me down. That was cute up until I heard the other reason. He was never given a warm bed or warm clothes to sleep in for the winter while down in the extra cold dungeon. So he cuddles and hugs me at random to remind me he is there in hopes of never being sentenced to the dungeon.

But unlike the mornings of the past few weeks, for once I woke up cold and...alone. Upon realizing the fact that yes I am alone I immediately sat up making sure of my facts. I look around for him in the room but he is no where to be seen. I close my eyes and in a panic try to hear if he is nearby. I heard heaving and panting coming from the bathroom. I immediately jumped up even though my legs felt like Jello and ran to the bathroom, not even comprehending my movements it's like my body at this point is on auto pilot, with everything I could think about being Matthew.

I look around the bathroom seeing him by the toilet, as I could've guessed from the sounds I heard earlier, throwing up. I immediately sat next to him and hold him close from behind holding back his hair as he froze at that. He only whimpered in response to the touch but I knew it wasn't out of pain or discomfort. I knew the whimper was meant to say "please leave me alone to deal with this" or "I don't want to worry you" or "it's nothing please just leave and don't worry about it". I pouted and loosened my grip on him but still held him close, tying his hair back. "No we are mates now and I take care of you. Now c'mon just let it all out, I'm right here to look after you," I explained to him.

Before Matthew could intervene he threw up. I held him close and smoothed his hair, kissing his shoulder to kind of calm him down or reassure him I am here. We sat on the floor for what felt like hours as Matthew just heaved, threw up or panted. But for the last like 10 minutes he has just been panting, signaling for now he was done. I smiled and pull out the hair tie I put in earlier, letting his hair flow. He relaxes and let's me pull him closer so he can rest on me. I clean his mouth and dab away the sweat from his forehead. He smiled at that and closed his eyes just relaxing. I held him close, taking care of him as best as I can. I finally look to his neck so I can see if the mark has appeared yet.

I was surprised when I saw the beautiful mark on his neck. It has to be one of the most beautiful marks ever. I smile at the creation and held Matthew closer snuggling into his neck. He smiled and leaned against me. Our mark was two wolves cuddling each other looking like Yin and Yang kinda. It was absolutely beautiful making me gently kiss it. Matthew lets out a soft giggle and cuddles further into me as he softly nibbles at the skin on my neck, admiring our mark on my neck as well. "It's beautiful..." He mumbled as I smiled. "Not as beautiful as my mate," I explained as Matthew laughed softly holding me close. "You're telling that to your mate who just threw up," Matthew stuck out his tongue as I smiled kissing his cheeks. "It doesn't change your beauty. I'm glad you like the mark," I smile as he chuckles cuddling into me.