Brilliant Purples (Yeril & Micheia)

[Micheia]

Shesa gently smiled at Yeril, feeling the fear that was gripping the man’s being. “You can just seat by Micheia’s side, Yeril. The doctor couldn’t check and treat Micheia with you there now, could he?”




((That was short.... >_<))

[Yeril]

Yeril nodded and pulled away from his mate completely, wincing at the small thrashes that came from the unconscious boy when he did so. He had to force himself to pull up a chair and sit in it instead of hopping back in the bed to comfort Micheia.

As the doctor and the nurses began to surround his mate, he made sure to watch their hands very carefully. He had to make sure that nothing else bad happened to the teen. At the first sign that they were hurting him or upset him, the blonde knew he'd have to be held back.

He had failed Micheia one already, he wasn't prepared to do so again. No...From then on, he would make sure to watch his love with a careful eye.

Silent tears began to flow down his face with these thoughts. The dams he had built up were crashing down as he saw more and more of the horror that man had done to his sweet one. His insides churned and he had to run to the nearest trashcan to empty his stomach.

A sigh spilled from the Mentsiquarian and he pulled out a small cloth to dab his face with. All he could think of as he moved back to his seat was 'Why?'

[Micheia]

Micheia silently groaned and slowly opened his eyes, which seem to suddenly weigh a ton. Darkness greeted his vision and with this, fear gripped his heart. Was he back? Was everything that happened just a dream? An illusion that his mind made up? No… it couldn’t be… could it?

He whimpered with those thoughts and tears sprang forth on his ruby-red eyes. Yeril… where was he? He said that he’ll be there, didn’t he? Where was his mate? He want his mate…

[Yeril]

Yeril quickly sprang from his chair when he saw his mate struggling in the bed, he knew the younger was awake and scared. He could feel it.

Swiftly, the blonde slid past the doctors and grabbed onto Micheia's hand. It was the one that he had placed his ring on...He brought the hand up to his mouth and began to press kisses on the boy's ring finger, whispering comforting babbles and sweet nothings to his mate. "I'm here," he kept repeating, uninterested with the doctors glaring at him.

He could hear Shesa trying convince him to sit back down for only a minute more, but he refused to and went on with letting Micheia know that he was there and would always be there.

[Micheia]

Micheia heard a soft and gentle voice, whispering to him. Yeril… Was that him? He felt something warm grasped his hand. It was indeed Yeril…

His mate was here, beside him. He never left; it wasn’t a dream after all. He sighed and he let himself be calmed by the man’s touches and presence.

[Yeril]

Yeril's body sagged in relief as he felt the calmed state of his mate. He kept trying to focus on the feelings of happiness and relief, so that they may have been projected into Micheia. Mentsiquar knew the boy needed it.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, still holding Micheia's hand. When the medical people looked as if they were about to say aomething to him, he fixed a glare on each one before turning his attentions back to the younger boy. The stupid men would just have to work around him.

He lightly began to rub his thumb over the ebony-haired teen's hand. Lighlty, he smiled when the smaller hand squeezed his own back.

[Micheia]

Micheia finally found his strength to fully open his eyes, and the first image that greeted his vision was his mate. He tried to smile up at the man but then grimaced as he felt the various aches and pains in his body. He tightly squeezed Yeril’s hand and bit his lip due to the pain.

He looked up at his mate with watering eyes. It hurts…



((Wow... my replies are getting shorter, aren't they?))

[Yeril]

Yeril turned his golden eyes towards the doctors. They had begun working again it seemed. No one payed him any mind though, only huffing when they had to move around his body. He didn't know what to say though, so he turned to look at Shesa.

"He's in pain...So much pain...I can just feel it," he said to his in-law. "How long did the doctors say it might be?"

((Nah. It's cool. There's not really much you can say when your character is half-asleep.))

[Micheia]

Shesa glanced at his son with worry, and then turned back to Yeril. “Just a few more minutes. They need to make sure that everything is fine with him.” He looked back again at his son. “Don’t worry baby… Just a little more okay… then the doctors could give you some numbing pill and sedatives to help you sleep peacefully…” He gave his little boy a reassuring smile, his eyes tearing just a little bit.

Micheia gulped and nodded at his life giver, grateful for his presence too. He then closed his eyes once again and gritted his teeth, vainly trying to ignore the pain in his body



((Heh. Guess you're right...))

[Yeril]

Yeril nodded and turned back to his little mate. He felt so helpless, knowing that he couldn't help take away the pain. He ached horribly and he knew that poor Micheia was probably feeling it worse...Not to mention the terrifying images that would forever be stuck in the boy's head.

A shaky sigh left him when the doctor and nurses seemed to be done. They packed up their instruments and went over to speak to Shesa. He couldn't wait any longer though, so he clambered back into the bed to lie next to his mate.

The blonde wrapped his arms around the slightly shaking body and he placed a kiss on Micheia's cheek. "Don't worry, sweet one...It'll end up fine...," he murmured, whispering all sorts of reassurances to the teen. He could only hope that he was right as he felt a tired feeling wash over him. He glanced down at his mate with a small smile before looking over to where the medical assistance and his mother-in-law were talking.

[Micheia]

Shesa watched with a small smile as Yeril immediately joined Micheia on the bed. He chuckled softly and thought of how from this moment on the young couple would be joined at the hips, more than usual. The pink-haired man sighed and turned to their family doctor as the man approached him.

“Physically, Micheia would be fine within a few weeks.” The doctor glanced back at the bed and smiled. “…but no strenuous activities whatsoever until I say so otherwise…” He added sternly and gazed directly on Shesa’s eyes.

Shesa blinked and softly laughed understanding the underlying message on the doctor’s statement. “Of course doctor, I understand…”

“Good.” The doctor gave a curt nod and turned to gaze back once again on the couple. “Do not worry Shesa. I’ve watched your son grow for the past years, and I know how strong that child could be… I’m sure he wouldn’t let this get in the way of his life. Especially now that he has a mate to be there for him…” The doctor sighed and shifted. “Well… my job here is done, for now. So I’ll see you by the end of this week.”

Shesa turned to the man and grasped his hands. “Thank you, Dallen. Thank you very much…” Dallen smiled and squeezed the hand that was holding his own. “You don’t have to thank me for it, Shesa. It’s my job. Goodbye then…” Shesa gave a grateful smile and a nod. “See you…”

The doctor then exited the room followed by his medical team. Shesa gaze back at the couple on the bed and approached.

“The doctor said he’ll be fine within a few weeks…” He stated softly when he was close enough and sat on the edge of the bed. A slim hand reached out and brushed some ebony locks out of Micheia’s face. “Yeril… Please, take good care of our baby…”

He then smiled down at Mentsiquarian and gave them both a kiss on their forehead before leaving the room, letting his son’s mate take care of everything else… mainly Micheia’s traumatized psyche.

[Yeril]

Yeril gently caressed his mate's hair with a small smile. "See, love? You'll be up-and-at-'em soon...," he whispered. It was almost like he felt afraid to speak loudly around the boy now, fearing the fragility that he seemed to hold at that moment. It was so sad to see his beautiful and playful mate in such a condition...

The blonde nuzzled his face into Micheia's ebony locks as he asked, "Is there anything you would like me to do for you, sweetling? Anything I can help you with?"

[Micheia]

Micheia sighed and shook his head, shifting on the bed as much as he could without straining himself too much. He hugged the man close to him, letting himself be calmed by his mate’s close proximity. Thanking all that is divine that his back within his mate’s powerful yet gentle arms. Wrapping him in a cocoon of warmth and love…

He couldn’t ask anything more…

With that thought, he let himself be lulled to sleep by his mates gentle kisses and caress.

[Yeril]

Yeril looked down when he felt the breathing pattern of his mate grow slow and steady. He looked down and his smile widened when he saw Micheia sleeping again, this time more peacefully then the last time. He placed one more kiss on the teen's brow and cuddled into him.

Soon, he found himself falling asleep as well.

[Micheia]

Micheia woke up with the sun caressing his face. A groan that cannot be voiced escaped his lips and he shifted bringing with it a blinding pain that made him gasp. It looks like the numbing pill had wore off and he needs to take in another.

He tightly shut his eyes, tears leaking out in the corners. He curled himself as much as he could with his mate snuggling close to him and concentrated on his breathing instead of the pain.



((I am so NOT saisfied with this... Bleh! >_<))