What Next?

Mike paused before reaching out for the hand. He was cold and he only trusted his bitch to help.

Zack smiled as he again took Mike's hand in his own. He started warming it again.
"How are you feeling?" He cooed.

Mike whimpered weakly, his mind still not right. A symptom of hypothermia, he was in a stupor.

Zack sighed.
"Ya should've gone inside." He leaned over and kissed Mike's forehead.

Mike sniffled before giving a weak cough.
"Shut up...." He mumbled quietly to his bitch.

"Nah, I think I'll keep talking. Because I'm not really thinking while I'm talking... I'm not worrying as much."

"Nothing no be worried about."
To Mike there was nothing to be worried about.

"There is too. You're in the hospital jackass." Zack sighed, running a hand through Mike's hair.

"Don't you have a girlfriend to be worrying about Zachary?" Mike hissed and he moved away. His frozen body not moving much.

"Who the hell is my girlfriend?" Zack asked. "I don't have a girlfriend. I'm hoping, I still have a master."

Mike gave a small whine as he held Zack's hand.
"Im your master...."
But it was time he admitted to being more..

"Good." Zack sighed. "You had me worried to death..."

"What about?"
Mike was buying time, he had to say this...it was just so hard.

"About you. I love you. I do. I know you don't feel the same but I'm not expecting you to. You could have died..."

"Im a sick twist, you would be better off that way...." Mike sighed then shook his head, he was going to do this.
"I.....I....." He took a deep breath to calm himself.
"I love you too Zack."

"I... I know you aren't the best thing for me. But you are what I want. What I need. And I only want you to say that when and if you mean it..."

Mike frowned as he sat up as best as he could before pulling Zack in for a soft kiss. It was even loving, the way Mike's purple tinted lips met Zack's pink is adorable. Mike pulled away and nodded to himself.
"I love you. Im your master, and im your lover....."

Zack's lip trembled as Mike kissed him. Those words almost had him on the verge of tears.
"You love me..."

Mike nodded.
Zack was his, and although he wouldn't say it aloud, maybe that went both ways.

Zack kissed his forehead, small grin working its way onto his face.

z"And just what are you smiling at bitch?" Mike asked as Zack kissed his forehead.

"YOu love me." Zack repeated, the small grin was slowly turning into a full on beam.

Mike rolled his eyes.
"Yes, we have already established that the cold has fucked me up."

Zack sighed as his smile faded.
"I told you I don't want to be lied to."

Mike laid on his back and grit his teeth, his eyes once more twitching and he opened his arms.
"C'mere bitch."