Bringing Him Home

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his chest, and Kyle tried to assimilate what it was: guilt for what he'd done, trepidation for what he could have lost, and then a burning hope that he may not have lost it after all. Staring at Jared, witnessing that challenge in his eyes, Kyle knew this was going to be his only chance to fix the problem he'd caused. But would Jared forgive him, would he give Kyle a chance to make it up to him? Taking a deep breath, Kyle threw all caution aside and just had to trust that Jared would.
    "Give me the clothes."
    Jared's brief nod was not the reaction Kyle expected. In fact, Jared looked decidedly pissed off again. Confused, Kyle waited until Jared handed him a T-shirt, then, while avoiding the dark gleam in Jared's hazel eyes, attempted to put it on. It wasn't easy. His chest hurt, and he hadn't realized how weak he still was. Struggling, one arm got caught, and he started swearing until warm fingers spread over his ribs and pulled the material carefully down his bruised body.
    Kyle went to thank him, then stopped short when Jared grabbed a pair of briefs. Kyle almost groaned. He wasn't going to be able to put them on by himself and felt like refusing them, but he could see their benefits; they would alleviate any rubbing on his hip from the jeans. He looked at the briefs, then at Jared's face. Jared's lips had twisted into something of a smile.
    "Want me to do it?" Jared asked.
    "Do I have a choice?" Kyle countered.
    Jared didn't answer but quickly and efficiently pulled them up over Kyle's legs and hips, taking care not to cause any more pain than was unavoidable. It would have been embarrassing if Kyle didn't have to keep concentrating on not leaning in to the heat of Jared's touch, which kept igniting little sparks of interest over his skin. One half of him didn't want Jared to notice; the other half thought it might be a good idea if Jared knew how Kyle physically felt about him, but then Jared probably already knew considering Kyle's cock had been hard and leaking earlier when Jared had been washing him. It would have been pretty hard to miss that.
    The jeans were another problem. They wouldn't go over Kyle's bulky cast. "Cut them," he said, indicating the scissors. He was beginning not to care. He was getting tired.
    Kyle watched Jared as he stooped to the task, watched his bent head, watched the way his thick, wavy hair fell across his face. Unable to help it, Kyle reached over and ran his fingers through the warm, silky strands. Jared looked up sharply, that dark frown marring his brow again. He stood and slipped an arm around Kyle's waist, then pulled up the loose-fitting jeans, zipping and buttoning them closed without seeming to be affected by how close Kyle was. Kyle was finding it difficult to breathe.
    "Okay?" Jared asked.
    Kyle nodded. "Fine." He was lying. He was in a whole heap of pain, and not all of it was physical.
    He tested the strength of his ankle, putting some weight on it. "Fuck!" Fire shot up his leg and lodged in his balls. He groaned behind the need to scream and clenched his hands into fists, fighting the darkness that crept along his vision.
    "Kyle?" Jared's strong arm came around him, holding him, and Kyle unashamedly leaned into his hard body.
    "I'm gonna need crutches," he gasped, ignoring the warning in his head that told him to give this up and lie down.
    "Look, maybe we shouldn't do this right now. I don't think you're ready."
    Kyle glanced into Jared's worried frown. "I'm fine," he lied again. "I'm just going to need your help." He was ready. He had to be ready, because he knew if he didn't leave with Jared now, he might not get the strength to leave with him at all.
    Slipping his arms into the supports of the crutches Jared brought him, Kyle wrestled himself across the hospital room and into the hallway. Jared followed him, silent and obviously not happy, but though this was Jared's idea, it was Kyle's decision. He needed to do this, needed to give Jared the chance Jared had given him. He

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