Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

Chapter 43

"Bronx?" | say shyly. | hope he is sleepy enough that he will just say yes to my request.

 

"Yeah, Baby?" he responds sleepily. His voice is almost a whisper.

 

"| want to do something for you, but | need your permission and I'm afraid you'll say no," | try to sound casual and calm.

 

The light of the moon shining through the window is the only light allowing me to see his reaction. He opens his eye and looks atme with concern but his voice sounds suspicious of my motives, "Why would | ever tell you no? But more importantly, why would you need permission?"

 

"I-| want to heal you," | sit up, facing him, "I don't want you to end up with scars like mine. | know in Blood River having scars is a badge of honor, but this is different.”

 

"You're right. I'm going to say no," he rolls gingerly on his back away from me and stares at the ceiling, "It isn't your burden to bear. | don't want you to waste your precious strength on something like that. You're healing, yourself. You don't need to heal me too."

 

Ugh, why does my mate have to be so stubborn.

 

"Bronx, please. | have enough strength for this. | mean I'll probably be tired tomorrow, but | will be fine, | promise,” | pout.

 

"Kas, you almost died bringing me back from the brink of death. | can't lose you because you are worried about my vanity. | can't."

 

lose me. This is a simple enough healing. There's no poison in your bloodstream anymore, it's just flesh wounds.

 

and starts pacing, looking at me angrily. There is also a touch of confusion

 

He's frustrated

 

stop until

 

shrug, trying to sound

 

let you do this and anything

 

It will just

 

to turn into a fight, so if it will appease you, fine. You can try to heal me. What do you want me to do?" A sense of relief spreads over me, "Thank you, Bronx. Thank you so

 

me, don't think

 

"Just close your eyes and focus, please.” : He closes

 

sigh deeply. | know this is a bad idea but | have to trust

 

your body. Think about what it feels like when you move when you exercise. The way your muscles on

subtly changes, "Good, now think deeper than that. Think down to the individual strands of muscle. Think about when they are flexed, about when they are stretched. The way they feel when you get

 

into me, becoming part of me. It's so

 

spread herself out in the universe. | can feel my body, but it doesn't necessarily matter at that moment. | am more than just my body. | am part of my

 

hurt. It's comforting and | don't want it to stop. | feel any tension that

 

starts to dissipate into the far corners of my body, evening out and

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