A/N: So here it is guys. Hope you still get excited every new chapter, because I need that. And for the pairing names, thanks for all of them. I tag this with them all. Keep reading guys <3
Damian shrugged it off and walked out of the drug store immediately. As soon as he did this, a cold chilly night wind hit him like it was being directly and purposefully to him. He wrapped himself with his arms as he felt himself got goosebumps everywhere in his smooth skin.
Cory who had been watching Damian from distance with a smile on his face took Damianâs body and pulled Damian fast to his car, which wasnât being parked too far from where they were standing now.
Cory clumsily took the key and opened the door. Damian did what he was told to and got in confusedly. He couldnât lie, he did feel some kind of warms in his body, especially his wrists where Cory had just touched him.
After a second, Cory got in too and wrapped his whole big arms around Damian to hug him affectionately. Damian couldnât really comprehend what was happening but he leaned in, happily.
Cory could feel Damianâs abnormal hot breath against his neck. It seriously was making him even worried. It killed him to see Damian being sick. Damian was one of the most special person in his life.
After a serious yet comfortable silent, Cory broke the silence.
âAre you okay, now?â Cory asked.
Damian could feel Cory smiled behind his back. The Irish blushed in a such embarrassing way. He felt tingles behind his neck and quickly pulled apart. âUuh, yeah.â he stuttered.
Coryâs face fell. He was sad. Why was Damian being soâŠâŠâŠunreachable?
âDamian, can I ask you something?â
âWhy did you pull apart like hugging was something bad?â Cory asked hurt. âWe have hugged a couple times but you acted just fine back then.â Cory continued. Damian started to open his mouth but Cory cut his words off.
âGiving my warmth is actually a great idea to decrease your high temperature, Damian.â Cory looked at Damianâs blue eyes and felt himself could literally spill everything, everything, right there.
Damian returned Coryâs gaze and saw a genuine person inside of it. Damianâs heart melted into jelly and he lost for words.
âNothingâŠâ he answered. âJust didnât want you to get sick. You need to be on set tomorrow. We both do.â Damian quickly lied.
âI donât give a damn, DamianâŠâ Cory trailed off.
âYou should thoughâŠâ
âCome here.â Cory pulled Damianâs body gently again and told Damian to rest his head at Coryâs right thigh.
Damian rejected at first because they were going to have a drive and due to some traffic rules, using seat-belt and bla bla bla, it just didnât feel right. But Cory insisted though.
And of course Damian obeyed eventually. Besides he loved Coryâs warmth. He couldnât deny it. So he rested his head as he was told to.
Cory smiled then started the engine. He drove out the parking lot slowly but not too slow for Damianâs sake. He didnât want Damian to get uncomfortable down there.
After almost ten minutes of silent driving, Cory spoke up. âUm, Damian, sorry, but I donât know where your apartment is.â Cory chuckled.
Damian sighed heavily. âHonestly, my apartment is the last place I want to be in right now.â
âA complicated reason.â Damian answered as he closed his eyelids to rest his eyes.
âOkay. We have two options. We can catch a plan to Ohio this morning or we can drive here from LA to Ohio. I would be down with anything.â Cory suggested.
âBut LA-Ohio needs at least one day or more to reach if you drive, manâŠâ Damian said.
âYeah and I donât really want you to take plane. It will make your illness worse. Weâre screwed.â
âYeah, I guess I am going to back to my apartment and fly to Ohio the next morning, whether I am sick or not.â Damian shrugged.
âNo. I think I have the best plan.â Cory winked.
This got Damianâs attention. âWhat?â
âLetâs just go to the hotel Iâm staying now and skip tomorrowâs shoot.â
âWHAT?â Damian nearly yelled. âWe canât do that. I mean you probably can. But I canât. Iâm just a recurring cast. I will be fired if I dare to skip one day, Cory.â
Cory laughed sweetly. âNo, Ryan would never do that. Heâs actually like a father. For all of us. Didnât you know what he had done to your best friend, Cameron is it? He cared for him.â
âYeah. I know.â Damian answered bitterly. It felt like ages since that name had been spoken. It affected something in his heart.
Cory sensed this. What the f is wrong with him? And with Cameron guy? Are theyâŠâŠCory thought.
âOkay. I donât know what youâre sad about but we need a destination.â Cory laughed, trying to make the situation lighter.
âIf youâre sure Ryan wonât fire me, letâs go to your place.â Damian decided.
âHe wonât. If he does, I will tell and force him not to.â Cory said as he laughed sweeter. His eyes lit up at Damianâs decision as he smiled happily.
Damian couldnât help but smiled happily too. He secretly hoped something would happen at Coryâs place.