26. Checking Went Wrong

Adonis's POV

I drag open the door to see the sight of Theo fast asleep on his large white bed, a white duvet covering his body upto his stomach, revealing his right hand held tight against his chest in a white plaster cast. The sight was at once distressing but also dainty. He looked like a fragile little creature, lying there in the middle of the huge king sized bed, looking totally vulnerable.

Gently closing the door behind, I quietly walk towards him and stare at his face, slowly sitting down on the edge of the bed. Although he still looked beautiful, his delicate pale face clearly revealed distress and weakness. He looked extremely tired and troubled, unlike how he looked totally peacefull, sleeping on the hotel bed during our camp.

"Theo.." I call him softly. He hums to me, still in sleep.

"Little one.." I say and touch his cheeks. His face was hot against my fingers. I press my palm on his forehead and he was literally burning. "Gosh! What happened to you little one?"

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