Healing Love (BxBxMxM)

Chapter 76: Complete

Okay, Late chapter. . .

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I kept my eyes closed for a while before Emory's hand gently ran up and down my back, Sending shivers down my spine and drawing my attention.

''Where are your marks?'' He asked quietly, His fingers drifting down to rest at the small of my back, His other hand drifting to my head, Gently pushing my hair away from my face as he watched me.

''On. . .On my chest'' I answered, Starting to second guess this a bit. 

Feeling more than a bit self conscious as his eyes drifted down towards my chest.

What if he doesn't like what I look like without my shirt on? What if he thinks where my marks are placed is a bit too cheesy . . .

There were more than a few sappy romance shows and books that had their main character with their marks over their heart. . .They were always women but still. . .

What if what I look like disgusts him?

Swallowing thickly, I tried to shut off my doubts for a bit.

My hands were trembling slightly as I sat up, Figuring that I should give Emory a chance to act the way my scared mind thinks he will.

He might not act that way. . .He's never been mean to me. . .I shouldn't fear him. . .He's given me no reason to.

I could feel his eyes on me as I fiddled with my shirt's hem, My doubts making me hesitate.

Letting out a shaky sigh, I tugged my shirt up over my head, Nervously holding the garment in my hands to stop me from fidgeting while I adverted my gaze, Staring at my anxiously twisting hands in my lap.

Emory hummed quietly in thought, His eyes studying the curves and dips of my torso.

He moved slightly before stopping, Sitting up as well now.

''May I?'' He questioned, Drawing my attention briefly to him before I looked back down to the bed with a shaky nod.

I may or may not have forgotten that there were a few scars from my father littered across my chest and stomach.

My breath hitched in surprise as he gently traced his fingers over a few of my scars, Drawing my attention, Partly because of the tingles but mostly due to the slight hum that came from him.

I was starting to realize. . .He was humming quietly to keep from yelling.

His whole body was rather tense after all.

''E-Emory. . .'' I whispered hesitantly, Drawing his attention away from my scars.

''Do you still wish for me to complete the marks?'' He asked, His hands -Which I now noticed no longer had gloves on- Gently clasped my hands, Sending tingles up my arms.

I nodded shakily, Keeping my eyes on his hands, Which were currently keeping me from nervously twisting my hands in my shirt.

He raised a hand, Gently patting my arm in a soothing manner before moving his hand towards the marks littered above my heart.

And just like that, He gently brushed his fingers over the flower that rested closest to my heart.

My body went limp, More tingles rushing out in gentle pulsing waves as Emory caught me, Gently pulling me into his lap, Letting my head rest next to where his heart was steadily beating.

My heart beat was much less steady a I found. . .I couldn't move.

I tried, But I just. . .Couldn't. . .My body wasn't listening to me all of a sudden.

''E-Emory? I-Is this supposed to happen?'' I asked, My voice wobbling in fear.

I couldn't move, Couldn't even twitch a finger. . .

''Yes. . .You did not know this would happen?'' Emory questioned, A small frown forming on his face.

''N-No. . .They. . .No one's ever told me about this. . .'' I whispered, Feeling a bit stupid for not knowing. . .Despite having no way of knowing to begin with.

''Surely children are taught what to expect from a completed soulmark. . .Is it not a staple in school?'' Emory questioned, A frown firmly in place on his face.

''I'm. . .I'm not a child. . .I'm going to be eighteen in a week. . .'' I muttered, Assuming that was what he was meaning.

I didn't really like thinking he thinks I'm childish. . .For some reason. . .I liked it when he treated me like an equal.

He hummed quietly at that, One of his hands moving back to gently trace over my scars again.

''I did not mean to insinuate you are a child. . .I apologize'' He murmured against my head, His breath ruffling my hair a bit.

''You. . .You don't need to apologize. . .I-I'm sorry for being upset'' I muttered, Feeling guilty now for making him apologize to me.

His arms tightened around me before he slowly laid back, Gently positioning me so I'd be laying out on top of him, My head resting right above his heart beat.

I think he has figured out that the soft, Steady beat, Helped calm me.

''My Sapling. . .You should not apologize for something that is not your fault'' He muttered, Gently threading his fingers through my hair.

I closed my eyes, Letting out a small sigh, Some of the tension leaving my shoulders as he held me close.

We both laid there quietly for a while, Just spending time together.

Slowly, My ability to move returned.

That left me with two options, Climb off of Emory. . .Or. . .Continue to cuddle.

Said man's eyes were closed. . .

Maybe. . .Maybe he won't mind too much. . .

I rolled over, Still laying on top of him, But embracing him in a hug now as I snuggled closer.

Soon enough, I was drifting off to sleep, Not noticing as Emory slowly hugged me back, Placing a gentle kiss to the top of my head.

--- Time skip ---

I woke up sometime later, The light barely streaming in under the curtains was dim, Hinting at it being very early dawn.

Letting out a blissful sigh, I snuggled closer to Emory, Feeling warm and safe.

It took me a few moments to realize what had woken me up.

Something stiff and ever so slightly twitching was pressing into my hip.

Oh-

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