"Your recovery is coming at a remarkably slow pace. I would suggest a few pints blood transfusion. It may speed up the process. Plus, Elias here is your just your type," the doctor said. It seemed like there was a double meaning behind his words.

"Michael," Elias snapped at him in a clear warning. I didn't understand the big deal. Why would Elias be so snappy about a blood transfusion? The two shared a silent exchange as if they were communicating without words.

"I would like that option is it'll make this less, um... painful. Only if Elias is willing to donate," I said, turning to Michael. Michael smiled.

way of staring at each other. It was odd. It was like a very intense staring contest. There was the slightest change in facial expression, a quirk of an eyebrow, a furrow, a lip twitch every once in a while. It looked like

still felt scratchy and sore. Michael blinked before he smiled

the pint bags and IV set up," Michael said before they both left. Something wasn't right. I felt... funny. Shortly,

to my stomach as my eyes widened slightly in shock. That funny feeling was gone... That funny feeling was because of him, and I

I'm gone," he said rolling his eyes slightly. As soon as Elias left the room, I felt antsy. It was minor but unsettling, like I was uneasy with Elias gone.

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