Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

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The nurses and physiotherapist moved around me, their hands careful but firm as they lifted me into the wheelchair. It was the most frustrating thing I'd ever experienced. My limbs felt like dead weight, my body unrecognizable.

I gritted my teeth as they adjusted the supports, keeping me steady. Every small movement sent little tremors through my weak muscles.

At least I was moving them. Slowly.

"We'll start with some basic functions," one of the therapists said, offering me a cup of water with a straw. "Swallowing first. Small sips."

I did as instructed, the water feeling strange and thick in my throat. My body didn't quite remember how to do something so simple, and it took all my focus not to choke.

The doctor stood nearby, watching with an approving nod. "Your breathing is improving as well. If things continue at this rate, we can start weaning you off the ventilator by the end of the week."

I nodded slightly, my eyes dropping to my lap. My fingers twitched against the blanket draped over my legs.

My body wasn't mine.

My arms were too thin, my skin too pale. I hadn't dared to look

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a mirror yet, afraid of what

today. All the

But it

A win.

the small victory when the doors to my private room

Loud voices. Quick footsteps.

as much as

Josh.

fast, his eyes darting across the room until

the same as I remember him, exactly like my dreams or memories or whatever they were... He was

it. His chest was rising and falling in sharp, uneven breaths, his entire body

His whole face changed.

know I was here, that I was

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me in seconds, dropping to his knees, his hands cupping my face like he needed to feel me to believe

against my forehead, warm and

muttering something, his voice too low and fast for me to make sense of. Words

She handed it over, and with shaky fingers, I scribbled out the only thing

to the words, his