Blame It On Pride

C h a p t e r S e v e n t y - F o u r

Y/n's POV:

Doctors and the professionals were in fact surprised that Rafe woke up relatively earlier than they have expected, as they claim that it is due to me talking with him, however, finding out that-that coward was already awake earlier and simply teasing me afterwards was a diabolical move,

I offered him the tea as he glanced at me,

'You don't have to take care of me, I am not five years of age...' He mutters, cocking his head aside as I place my index under his chin and move it back, smiling,

'Will you stop grinning like that?' He asks,

'Like what?'

'Like...like the way that makes me want to kiss you...' He responds, smirking, I smile and nod,

'Only if you drink some tea,'

He frowns, visibly displeased by the commandment that I have set,

'So now you're the one commanding here?' He asks, looking at me,

I creep a smile as he rolls his tongue against the inside of his cheek, nodding repeatedly,

'You know, having some pathetic bandages will not restrict me from teaching you a lesson about respect, princess,' He says, 'now give me a kiss.' He orders as I bend lower, planting initially a soft kiss on his lips, however he clasps my cheek, pulling me closer as I instinctively place my hands on each side of the bed, avoiding his fresh wound,

The kiss gets more intense as he groans against my lips, grunting my name afterwards,

He holds me by my waist to make it easier for me to be in such a position, tucking the lock of hair that has fallen down to my eyes, he places his other hand on my cheek,

'Lord I've missed you.' He whispers, admiring me, his eyes examining my whole face,

'Rafe...why'd did you hide the scar for so long? I've almost lost you, and...and it was gut-wrenching, you can't do this-you simply cannot, you know the state of frenzy that I was-'

'Y/n, you can't get rid of me that easily.' He smirks, brushing his thumb against my skin, tilting his head,

'Then I shall consider it a blessing.' I respond as he chuckle...

—-

Rafe didn't want anyone to be inside of the room beside me, he was refusing for them to walk in, however gradually, they snuck in,

Barry and Topper,

Barry with a cherry-coke can, fizzing with ecstasy,

'So, I've come prepared, and don't tell me that I don't love you, so, did you know-' Barry gets interrupted,

'Barry, no.' Rafe says, shaking his head, however he's stubborn,

'As I said, did you know that...dolphins sleep with one eye open.' He states,

'Where did you read that...?' Rafe asks sighing, regretting that he's here, he holds my hand, brushing his thumb against my knuckles,

'On the magazine, I had to kill off some time and be productive, then, here's your cherry-coke, and some chocolate biscuits,' He says, offering him some, however approximately four are missing...four from six.

'I got hungry...I'll buy you more-'

'No just...don't.' Rafe says, placing the plate aside as Topper steps closer,

Barry pushes closer,

'I was not finished, where are your manners?' Barry asks Topper who groans in exasperation, 'Thank you, so, as I was saying, surgeons predict that you will be allowed to go soon enough.'

'That tells me a lot.' Rafe sarcastically responds,

'It's not that easy to find any information when all you can offer is that you're his 'drug-dealer' alright?' Barry says,

'Shut your mouth, honestly.'

'Fine.' Barry mumbles...

—-
After a while, everyone managed to quickly slip in, Rafe was reluctant about everyone,

We did manage to reassure everyone that he's alright, as eventually, once it was evening, it was just me and Rafe once again...

'Go home, sleeping on this nitty stool is not comfortable.'

'I'm alright, honestly-'

'Y/n.'

'Rafe.'

He sighs heavily and shifts to one side, leaving a blob of space beside him,

'Come here.' He says, indicating towards next to him,

'Rafe, you're injured,'

'I don't like repeating myself Y/n, and you know it.'

I come to a conclusion that I have to do it, so, carefully and scrupulously, Rafe lifts his arm as I get in the space that he has reserved for me,

Placing his arm behind me, he shifts me by my waist closer to him, kissing my cheek,

His hand remains on my shoulder, brushing softly,

His head is placed on my shoulder for a while, his lips tracing slowly down my neck as I shiver beneath his touch,

However, I'm feeling so reassured and comforted beneath his touch,

He makes sure that I am comfortable, cladding me in a duvet, covering me entirely,

'Rafe-'

'I'm not cold...' He says, his knuckles gliding against my skin...

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