{Dayligh's perspective}
Everything about him seemed fascinating. Everything seems unreal. If I recall then it all started because I and Altraz got lost in a forest on our first meeting, my frustrated self and his calm self were totally opposite. Also, the rumors I heard about him made me uncomfortable while I tried my best to only focus on myself. I never thought if he was feeling uncomfortable too. But then we ended up here together, like animals wearing chokers and now we are the perfect pets who abide by their master.
At first, I was devastated but then as I started spending time with him I became curious. Honestly, I think it's alright to be more aware of the person you are living with even if you don't have any feelings for him. I tried opening up to him several times but most of the time he would just blatantly stare at me. Well, after a few days I already became used to his stares. Most of the time he is engrossed in books so I would sometimes deliberately just talk about random stuff to get his attention. When he would laugh, it made me feel lively. He can be boring at times and also he has zero knowledge regarding sports but the same goes for me when it is related to academics.
I am just not used to being around someone like him but somehow now his presence feels comfortable. I was embarrassed in the beginning to show my cards but now I am accepting his presence. I know that these feelings are nothing else but just me finding comfort in someone else's presence. Also, it can't be denied since only the two of us are living together. So, it is obvious if I want to hear him laugh, read books or even talk about the boring stuff. It makes me feel at ease and hence alive.
I thought things were going quite smoothly but suddenly when he fell ill and lost his composure, I felt weird too. I felt something heavy on me and so when I opened my eyes I saw Altraz on top of me. His breath was heavy and he was panting. I woke up from my sleep abruptly so it took me some time to analyze but everything was clear soon. I could see his troubled expression and above all the pain and fear in his eyes.
The first thing that anyone would do is to push the other person away. But somehow I didn't want to do that but instead, I wanted to comfort him. I wanted to assure him that he was not alone and that everything will be alright. But I knew he was hurting and the only way to stop it was to calm him down first.
I had no other way but to grip him and push him away. Since words were not enough for a person who looked like he was under some kind of spell. I could look at how terrified he was when he fell to the ground and instead of backing off, he started trembling. I approached him slowly and his collar was blinking furiously. I didn't want to scare him anymore so I apologized for my shouting.
But he still seemed to be in a state of trance. His body was burning hot and his expressions were a mess as if he was drugged. I slowly approached him and put him on the sofa first. I was not sure if he experienced a nightmare or something else was happening but I surely wanted to calm him down.
Also, one thing that intrigued me was that he was listening to my every word very well. I gently started stroking his head and he was starting to relax a little. I covered him with a sheet and hurriedly went to look for a thermometer. As soon as I returned he was already sleeping and so I sighed in relief and shifted him to bed. It was not my first time taking care of a sick person since when I was a child, I used to fall ill most of the time. That's when I decided to build up my strength and later exercised on daily basis and ultimately came to choose sports as my career.
But this person right here reminds me of my past self, he looks so delicate and fragile. Right now he is so weak that he lost his consciousness but I have to attend to him or otherwise, his fever won't go down by itself. So, I prepared the materials and attended to him all night.
But before sleeping I kept on thinking about the conditions that could have led to this situation but nothing caught my attention. I contemplated if he was stressed but then after recalling our daily schedule that thought subsided. And finally, I fell asleep after an hour or so.
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I was so scared but I was also not in my right mind. His cold hands felt good and my body was reacting to his every touch. I was quite determined to not let out any weird noise but soon when he reached further down, I let out a moan. My face flushed and my legs curled up but he comforted me and told me to relax. My burning body was listening to his every command and succumbing to his words.
I don't remember the incidents of last night but I could feel a sense of Deja vu and not only that but I was afraid of the consequences. Dayligh's hand started stroking my thing and the whole feeling put me in a daze. He was gentle and without a word he was doing something that he must have hated. His other arm enveloped me as if giving reassurance to not worry about anything. My racing heart was about to explode when at that moment I reached the climax. I was so embarrassed but I was also in ecstasy and maybe because of that I fell asleep.
Sneak peek to the next chapter...
"So, you mean you don't remember anything that happened last night", he questioned me while his eyes were fixated on me.
"Umm, I..I really don't", I cleared my throat before answering.
"Then why are you averting your eyes and not looking at me directly? If you are telling me the truth then talk face to face", he asked in a stern tone.