My Beautiful Beast [Angelo/Tarin]

[fearless]

Tarin watched him then laid back in bed as the pain came back.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo sighed as he made his way back to his room, a blush on his face and his fingers on his lips.

[fearless]

The next morning when he changed it hurt so much more. He couldn't even get out of bed after the change and just laid there wishing to see Angelo.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo heard the howl and he shot up, screaming in fright. He called for a servant to take him to Tarin.

[fearless]

Tarin looked up as the servant brought Angelo it, happy to see him, but too weak to get up. The servant looked to him, "Just be gentle. Hes hurting...I think he broke a rib..." the servant told him softly then left the room.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo frowned, before treading carefully into the room. "Signore?" he asked hesitantly, waking into the bedroom, before his eyes landed on Tarin and he frowned. "What's wrong?" he asked.

[fearless]

Tarin looked to him, hating he couldn't talk to him in this form. He sighed heavily then laid his head on his paws.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo stepped cautiously over, touching the male's head lightly. "Signore Tarin?" he blinked biting his lip.

[fearless]

(Hes in beast form)
Tarin leaned his head in his hand feeling comforted by him.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo bit his lip and looked at Tarin. "Are...are you alright, signore?" he asked, looking at the bandages around Tarin's middle.

[fearless]

Tarin nodded slowly then reached his paw out for him.

[praiseofblood]

Angelo hesitantly sat on the bed, before sitting beside Tarin and stroking the creatures's head.

[fearless]

Tarin laid his head on his chest comforted. When the sun was setting he pushed him towards the door not wanting him to watch

[praiseofblood]

Angelo had spent the day, drawing or talking to Tarin, leaving him only breifly to go get his art supplies. So he was surprised when he was being kicked out.

[fearless]

Tarin tried to muffle his screams as he shifted, but he couldn't, it hurt to much. He ended up passed out on the bed from the force of the change. The motherly servant from before smiled to Angelo as she bustled passed and left the door open so he could come in. She sighed as she started to tend to his wounds, "Its getting worse..." she commented to Angelo.