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Post by Yeril on Nov 11, 2005 22:11:48 GMT -5
Yeril felt Micheia's breathes even out and he smiled sadly as he picked up the boy, cradling him in his arms. He continued to carry him up to their room. There he laid his mate on their bed.
He looked down at the other with such love in his eyes. He bent and kissed away the tiny amount of tears gathered around Micheia's eyes before sighing. Time to get dressed for bed...
He quickly changed into his sleep pants and removed Micheia's shirt. He figured the teen would be uncomfortable if he slept in real clothes, but he didn't want to wake the other just to put pajamas on. He climbed into bed as well, spooning into his mate with ease.
Tomorrow...
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Post by Micheia on Nov 11, 2005 22:32:39 GMT -5
Micheia groaned tightly shut his eyes from the beaming rays of the sun that was trying to invade his eyes. Shifting on the bed he raised the comforters over his head so as to block out the sun's rays.
Feeling the bed dipped, he ignored the incessant voice that was coaxing him from his wonderful sleep.
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Post by Yeril on Nov 11, 2005 23:02:53 GMT -5
Yeril chuckled as he saw how his mate was trying to block out the sun with the comforters, but that wouldn't work. Not this time...
The blonde had gotten up very early that morning and had gotten Shesa to make some breakfast. After all, he had gotten lessons on the dinner meal, not the morning one. He also was able to confirm with the pink haired man that the entire family would be gone for the day. That done, he set the food that had been whipped up on a tray he then carried upstairs.
He had crept into their room and began chanting, "Micheia...Micheia...Micheia...," in a soft voice. He was just trying to be loud enough to wake the other up, but in a more peaceful and gradual way. He moved sat down on their bed near the lump he was sure his mate was and set down the tray, adjusting the rose and dandelions he had in a small vase. A rose for love and dandelions for wishes coming true...
He leaned in close to where he was sure the black haired teen's head was and whispered loudly, "Happy one month anniversary, sweetie. I love you. Wake up!"
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Post by Micheia on Nov 11, 2005 23:14:25 GMT -5
If Micheia could have voiced his whininess, he would have all ready done so but instead he picked another way of trying to ignore his mate. He curled up on himself and buried his face on his pillow without choking himself.
Oh, how much he wanted to punch his mate right on the face, but he loved the man too much to do that. Beside, he wasn't really that much irritable on mornings, its just that his sleep was excellent, wonderful even and his mate had just ruined it.
He mentally pouted at that as his mate continued to prod him. "Happy one month anniversary, sweetie. I love you. Wake up!"
Micheia stopped all train of thoughts as he heard Yeril's proclamation. Aniversarry....? It seems like his brain wasn't functioning still either.
"Come on, sweetie. Wake up!" Another prod followed by a poke.
The teen squirmed beneath the blankets and finally getting irritated and frustrated with his mate, yanked the comforter off his head and glared at his grinning mate. Well... at least one of them is cheerful this morning...
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Post by Yeril on Nov 11, 2005 23:29:12 GMT -5
Yeril's smile wilted a tiny bit under the glare he was being sent. Had Micheia really forgotten...?
But...but, he had everything planned...No, it was just their one-month anniversary, after all. It didn't really matter, so...Yeah.
"Sorry...," he said sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Um...I just got you breakfast and thought you'd want it warm...I'll go take it back down, so you can get some more of your sleep," he said as he stood. He picked the vase up from the tray and set it on the bedside table.
The blonde picked up the rest of the tray and started to carry it out. As he left, he muttered, "I'll be up later, sweetie...Sleep tight. Sorry I disturbed you."
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Post by Micheia on Nov 11, 2005 23:53:40 GMT -5
Micheia blinked at his retreating mate. Wait a minute... Did he just... He blinked his crimson orbs some more trying to clear his vision and maybe even his thoughts.
As he heard the last muttered sentence from his mate, something finally clicked on his befuddled brain. Oh no! Wait, Yeril!
Scrambling off the bed, the teen hurriedly tried to reach for his mate; and forgetting the sheets that was still wrapped around him, instead of being able to get up like any normal... or as much as a person who was in a hurry, would do. The sheets got entangled around his lithe form, making him off balanced and to land on the carpeted floor with a 'thud'.
Groaning to himself, Micheia tried to rise from his ungraceful landing when a pain registered from his right wrist, making him whimper. He cradled his arm to himself, blinking back the tears that were forming on his eyes.
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Post by Yeril on Nov 12, 2005 0:18:09 GMT -5
Yeril had only gone so far when he heard a distant sound of something, followed by a sharp pain sprouting from within him. He groaned and quickly set down the tray before jogging back into the room. "You okay in there, Micheia?" he asked as he pushed open the door.
A frown marred his face as he peeked in and saw his mate on the floor. He made his way over to the black haired teen and crouched down to look the boy in the face. Micheia was cradling his wrist, so he looked down at it concernedly. "Can you move it properly?"
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Post by Micheia on Nov 12, 2005 0:29:19 GMT -5
Micheia shrugged, using body movements to communicate to his mate since he was sure his communicator was on the bedside table. He still cradled his wrist and looked at it pitifully, wincing slightly when jarred.
He looked up at the face of his mate as he lightly bit on his lip. Remembering what happened earlier and the dejected look that crossed his mate handsome face, he mouthed the words 'Sorry' as a tear slid down from his eye.
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Post by Yeril on Nov 12, 2005 0:45:10 GMT -5
Yeril shook his head and wiped the tear from his mate's cheek. "You have nothing to be sorry for...Don't apologize," he said softly before sighing.
"Well, here." He took Micheia's hand in his own and gently curled the fingers open and then shut. All the time he was watching for any signs of extreme hurt from the teen.
"I need to see if it's broken or not...Perhaps we should just go see a doctor?"
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Post by Micheia on Nov 12, 2005 1:09:24 GMT -5
Micheia winced as the appendage was moved. He could see that his wrist was now swelling and was painfully throbbing.
Oh by all that is divine! He didn't want his one month anniversary to start like this! How idiotic of him! Now how was he to do, what he intends to do tonight?!
Looks like with a lot of numbing pills, that's for sure...
He silently cursed his life.
Really... now he was just being bitter to himself... He needs a hug.
He looked back at his mate once again, trying to see if the man was angry with him. He did kinda ruined the day for the blonde. It was their one month anniversary and the man was obviously looking forward to the day as much as he wass. But due to him, that was all now down to the drain.
More tears gathered on his eyes and he whimpered at the prospect that he had dissapointed his mate.
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Post by Yeril on Nov 12, 2005 1:26:28 GMT -5
Yeril sighed and patted Micheia on the head as he stood up, thinkg Micheia's tears were from the pain. "It looks like it's either broken or sprained," he said as he grabbed his mate by the other arm to pull him up. He sat the teen down on the bed as he said, "Stay here and I'll go see if I can contact the doctor, okay? If not...I guess we'll have to walk down there ourselves."
He smiled softly before leaving the room to go find something to get a hold of the doctor with. When he finally found the man's number, a heavy sigh left him and he frowned. He didn't blame his mate for any of the happenings of the day so far. Quite the opposite, really...
The Mensiquarian blamed himself. He should have figured that the first month of being in a relationship wasn't that big a deal...He should have not been so excited over a nothing day...He should have let Micheia sleep longer...He never should have left the room like that...
Too many 'should have's; not enough 'did's. It was true though from his side of it. Today would just be a normal day...
He found a phone and began to enter the number given by the doctor's card.
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Post by Micheia on Nov 12, 2005 1:44:02 GMT -5
Micheia wiped away the tears from his face. It was now official... his mate was dissapointed... wasn't he? Of course he was... he felt it, within himself... and he had ruined it.
He futilely wiped his eyes as more tears poured out from them. 'It's no use crying over spilled milk' as the earthlings used to say, the only thing he could do now was make up the blonde Mentsiquarian. Right... he could do that... and besides it's still early, so no use of wallowing in self-pity.
He got up from the bed and went over to one of his table and opened the drawer there. He was sure there were some pills still left there to numb the pain from his wrist. After taking a pill... or two, he immediately went to the bathroom to take a much needed shower.
Maybe after the doctor's visit, he could drag his mate out of the manor....? Screw his family, he was going to spend his whole day with his mate and no one was going to spoil this day...
Absolutely no one. Not even him.
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Post by Yeril on Nov 12, 2005 12:05:47 GMT -5
Yeril hung up the phone with a small smile. Well, the doctor would be on the way soon to take a look at Micheia. Then...then they could...
He didn't know. There didn't seem to be anything to do. Perhaps they could just stay in bed or something of that sort...
Slowly, the blonde walked upstairs and went into their room. He didn't see Micheia though, but he did hear the running water. He was tempted to join his mate, but...Nah. Who knew where that could lead them, and he really didn't want to upset the younger.
With that in mind, he decided that he'd get some rest until the doctor came. He had woken up early to get breakfast ready, after all...He sighed and laid down on top of the sheets, stretching. He scratched his stomach lightly before closing his eyes; not planning to fall asleep, but just to relax.
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Post by Micheia on Nov 12, 2005 17:29:26 GMT -5
Micheia came out of the room while drying his hair and completely dressed. Throwing the towel aside, he threaded his fingers through his hair slightly wincing when it got tangled. Picking-up a brush from his dresser, he finally noticed the large form of his mate on the bed. Smiling to himself, he silently crept to his possibly sleeping mate.
He like this, the teen thought. Just watching his mate, so relaxed and peaceful. Nothing to worry about but just sleep and dream of wondrous things.
Smile widening, he slowly sat on the side of his mate, the bed dipping from the added weight and threaded his fingers through golden locks.
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Post by Yeril on Nov 12, 2005 18:00:36 GMT -5
Yeril opened one eye and looked up at Micheia with a small smile. "Hey...The doctor said he'd be here soon, okay?''
He reached up and put his hand on his mate's, bringing the smaller appendage down to rest on his cheek. He gently stroked the knuckles with his thumb. A sigh escaped him and he turned his head just enough to press his lips to the palm before relaxing.
He patted the vacant spot beside him and said, "Come lay with me until the doctor arrives?"
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