Rye - pt. 8 - YAOI WARNING
"All I know is that your the one who always makes me feel it, it's nothing that you do, I say, it's just the way you are." -The Black Ghosts
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Rye stared hard at the door on the far end of the room, willing it with every thought to open and for Jared to be on the other side. The doctor had told him he'd need to stay the night, just in case the fever spiked or something else bad happened. But...just the thought of staying in this place was making his temperature rise anyway. All he could hear was his own heartbeat hammering in his temples.
Just after the doctor had left he'd heard Jared and her fighting. Their voices had been muffled by the walls and door so he wasn't entirely sure what words had been spoken, but the tone in the doctor's voice had been clear. She wanted Jared out...he was probably back at home by now, sleeping soundly while Rye was wide awake listening to his heart roar.
Rye swallowed the fever in his throat and swung his legs over the side of the bed, putti