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 I'd see staring

arms today. All

wasn't much. But

A win.

when the doors to my private

Loud voices. Quick footsteps.

me, and as much as it hurt,

Josh.

eyes darting across the

remember him, exactly like my dreams or memories or whatever

felt it. His

His whole face changed.

to do something to let him know I was here, that I was awake and I was me-but before.I could, I

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dropping to his knees, his hands cupping my face like he

pressed against my forehead, warm and desperate, his

fast for me

for the board the physiotherapist had placed beside me. She handed it over, and with shaky fingers, I scribbled out

eyes dropped to the words, his