forum One on one romance

Started September 17, 2018 by @Every_Fandom_Ever_

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Aim pushes him up by his legs, "You good?"

"Yeah." No. The entire world seems to shift. And yet, he keeps climbing one step at a time.

She crouches down and jumps up, pulling herself up to the stairs. She then catches up with him, wrapping an arm around her shouers and helping up

"I'm fine." Although, he felt more stable with her handing onto him.

"One more floor." She doesnt adjust her position to help him

He gave a small grunt of acknowledgement and continued. They finally made it to the roof. It had a small slant to it, but they still walked up it.

Aim helps him lay down on the roof, "You ok?" She wraps another jacket she had under his arm to keep it elevated.

He winces as she puts his arm up. He should have been screaming. The pain will hit sometime. "Yeah."

"You sure?" Aim sits next to him, using one of her shirts and balling it up. She lifts his head up and puts the shirt under it.

"I-" it was really hot out. Or at least, it felt like it. He closed his eyes to prevent the world from spinning. "Yeah."

She feels his forehead, "You're burning up. MIght be sick or just adjusting."

"Sick? No." He stiffled a cough amd shook his head. Amd then stopped when he felt like he was going to throw up. "I doubt that. Just hot outside."

Aim looks around, "Um. No it's not. In fact if I hadnt used my jacket for your wound I would have put it on." She feels his temperature again but keeps her cold hand there.

He turns his head to her. "You're cold?" He wants to do something. He can't just have her be cold.

"Yeah but Im fine. You need to relax."

"Well, how am I supposed to relax when you're cold?" He would give her his long sleeved shirt, but that had blood all over it that was bound to be infected.

"No. You should actually change. There might be remnants of the zombie on you still."

"Right." He sat up, colors invading his vision, took off his top layers, wincing a little, and threw them off the roof. He wasn't as self conscious as he used to be. Since the apocalypse stared, he's gotten a bit more muscular than he used to be.

(Huehuehue more muscular Wink wonk)
Aim helps with his injured side.

(XD)
He lays back down, afraid he'll roll down the roof as the world spins the other way. The stars were still out.

Aim bends over him again, feeling his head but this time with both of her cold hands.

He frowns a little, eyes looking into hers. "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Like I said. It's cold tonight." She shiver slightly as she says it, a breeze making her hair flow slightly. She made a mental note to raid a fashion store and steal more hair ties.

He could tell he was sort of delirious. Gosh, she's beautiful. He held it in though, even though he stared a bit. "Stop being cold!"

She makes a face at him. She wanted to bark at him to stop staring at her but she was gracious and did not, "What? Alright. Ok. You must be delirious or something. Never mind."