OMG I ADDED THIS TO THE WRONG STORY AT FIRST. SORRY ALL MY BITTERSWEET LOVERS! :/ This involves themes of Cancer, so beware. Sweet and smutty. This one breaks my heart guys :/ Rated M of course ;D I own nothing.
I don't know much about cancer and chemotherapy, so this all tentative. Maybe make this a two-shot? I worked hard on this. Let me know!
TROOPER
"You really are a trooper, Kendall," Nurse Kayla Rickards said to the boy in the chair.
"If you had known me prior to all this shit, you wouldn't be surprised," Kendall responded back with a snort, as Mrs. Jennifer Knight shot her son a look. She sat next to him on his left, a book in her lap nervously, getting ready to read once treatment started, knowing that Kendall wouldn't talk much. Her other hand held her son's right hand tightly, even though Kendall had said he was going to be fine, and that after six of these things, he was used to it by now.
"Kendall, language," she mustered out annoyed under her breath, her eyes motioning to all the other children in ear shot in the pediatric ward of the hospital, only a thin blue curtain separating them from the other patients. She chuckled as her son gave her a shrug and sat back in his comfy blue chair, biting his lower lip and closing his eyes with his arm out.
"Okay don't look, I know you hate needles," Nurse Rickards said to him, quickly as possibly setting up his IV, wanting to spare the boy of anymore pain. Kendall relaxed his left arm, and counted back from ten, as he felt the long needle slide into him. He bit his lip white at the tingling sensation he felt he breathed heavily, his mom giving him a squeeze as the pain stopped, and pressure was applied so Kendall wouldn't feel the long syringe in him. "Beautiful," Nurse Rickards said with a smile, cleaning the prick point before, snapping off her white gloves, Kendall being able to let his head back down to its normal position, his eyes open. He let out a long sigh, studying the IV, wondering why he hated needles so much.
"Okay, it wasn't so bad that time, Kayla," Kendall said with a true smile, the middle aged nurse looking at the boy with one back. It was a shame to see kids having to go through anything so horrible this so young, but it was the kids like seventeen year old Kendall Knight who made Kayla's day worthwhile. Kendall never ceased to make Kayla smile, and it was as if the boy would totally forget he had cancer by the way he walked in here in the mornings, ready to start treatment so he could get out of here and conquer the world.
They had found the leukemia a few months ago, after Kendall collapsed during one of Big Time Rush's concerts in California. Jen didn't want to believe it at first, heck, no one wanted to believe it at first, but it was happening. Now, the band was on hiatus for a bit, releasing some previously recorded songs to fill the time as Kendall underwent treatment.
As much as the cancer invaded his thoughts and mind, Kendall tried his best to live like he used to. While he definitely couldn't play hockey anymore, his body way too fragile with all the chemotherapy, he always would hop into James' car with guys, and sit on the benches as he watched his three best friends beat the shit out of each other as they played. Sometimes, on a good day, Kendall would even set on the ledge and bring his whistle and play ref between Logan and James while Carlos stayed in goal. Kendall was a fighter to begin with, and nothing was going to stop him from living his life like he wanted to, with a few adjustments of course. Half of the time, you wouldn't even think Kendall had cancer, seeing as his hair was pretty much still intact, and his green eyes still shone. His blonde bangs were now just shorter and thinner, but he didn't lose much at all, but it didn't matter to him anyway, seeing as Kendall always had some sort of hat on.
He wasn't made of stone though. There were times after chemotherapy when Kendall was so tired, he could barely get up from bed in the mornings. There had been a few days, he would get so depressed, he would just stay in bed listening to music the entire time, too tired to even cry. But lately, things had been better than alright. And Kendall constantly told James, Carlos and Logan it was all because of one person.
Jo Taylor.
"Kendall?" the boy heard from beyond the curtain, able to see his beautiful, tiny, petite blonde girlfriend approaching him through the small slit in the curtain. Nurse Rickards finished cleaning up around Kendall's station and adjusted his IV, the boys green eyes straight ahead on Jo. She smiled beautifully, her long blonde hair gracing over her tan shoulders. She wore a pink tank top and skinny jeans with flip-flops, looking absolutely gorgeous and radiant. Her purse was slung over one arm, and in her other was a large shopping bag, which Kendall knew had something for him as well as his mother. Jo had been at every single one of Kendall's chemotherapy sessions since the boy had started, vowing she would always be there by his side. She did a lot for the boy, seeing as how they had been only been together three months before Kendall collapsed. Jo was definitely head over heels in love with Kendall Knight, and anybody who was anyone knew it.
It was the one thing that kept a smile on Kendall's face.
"Looks like Jo is here," Nurse Rickards said with a smile, getting her clipboard and the rest of her supplies staring at Kendall. Kendall smiled smugly, blushing a bit as his mother smiled politely at him, knowing how much she loved Jo, and how much she knew how happy Jo made him. "I'll be back to check up on you in a bit, and to take your ice-pop order," Nurse Rickards said with a smile. "And don't worry, just cause you're my favorite patient, I'll get one for Jo too." Kendall smiled at her, fiddling with his hands and sighing, as she opened the curtain for the blonde.
The second Jo came into the room, Kendall's smiled increased tenfold. Jo sighed with a smile, trying her best to be strong for Kendall, being a bit more used to this by now. At his first session, Jo had held back tears the entire time, and the mood was quite somber, even for goofy Kendall. Although now, his cancer was progressing a bit, the mood seemed lighter, as the chemotherapy had begun to do its job more and more.
"Hi, Mrs. Knight," Jo said with a smile, settling the shopping bag and her purse on the chair next to the small folding table with a smile. Jen put down her book and smiled, getting up and giving Jo a big hug and kissing her hair gently, as Kendall looked on with a smile. He loved that his mother and Jo got along so well, and it really made him happy. "I got you a Hershey bar, and the next book in your series," Jo said with a chuckle as the parted. She fished into the shopping bag and pulled both things out, as Jen gave her warm smile and another peck on the forehead.
"Thank you sweetheart," Jen said, sitting down and placing the book on the table, tearing at the chocolate that she so desperately needed to calm her nerves. Jo sighed and grabbed the bag, staring at Kendall goofily as he raised his eyebrow, eyeing the bag with a smile.
"What about me? I'm the cancer patient," Kendall said with a chuckle, Jo coming over to the right side of him and placing the bag down next to the chair designated for her. She walked up to Kendall slowly and smiled, trying her best to see past the IV, and the small bags under his green eyes. He was getting more and more tired from the chemotherapy now a days. She leaned down to him and slowly kissed him, savoring the taste of his supple lips like never before. As much as Jo hated to think it, she treated every kiss as if it was their last, but in her head knowing there were a lot more to come. Their lips smacked a bit audibly, as they parted with smiles, Jo squeezing Kendall's hand tightly, her other hand in his hair, slowly stroking it back.
"How are you feeling?" she asked. Kendall shrugged, which meant he was in a bit of pain. As much as he never liked to admit his pain, he knew if he lied to Jo, that she could see right through it, so he settled on admitting the pain but not telling her how bad it was. He wanted to protect Jo as much as he possibly could, even though he was sick.
"So, what'd you bring me?" he asked her again. Jo sighed and rolled her eyes playfully, taking her seat in the chair next to him, allowing her purse to scoot under her chair. She brought the shopping bag to her lap and sighed, fishing in it for all the items she had bought Kendall. She dipped her hands in grabbing all the items and carefully took them out, using one hand to bring the now empty bag to the floor, while settling them on her lap.
"Let's see," she said thoughtfully, sorting out the magazines, among other items on her lap. "Hockey magazines, a J-14 for the band, a Wild beanie and of course…the new Incubus CD," she said with a victorious smile, holding the CD up in her hand. Kendall's eyes lit up and he chuckled.
"Mine," Kendall said plucking it out of her hand with a smile, Jo giving him a playful grin. Kendall looked over the CD for a few seconds with a smile on his face, and then put it on the window sill behind him, next to his iPod. Jo put the other items back in the bag, of no interest to Kendall right now when he had Jo in front of him. Not wasting a second, Jo moved her chair closer to the chair Kendall was in, and gently laced her hand in his with a small smile, taking a deep breath.
"You good?" Jo asked her boyfriend with a smile. Kendall sighed deeply, studying the worried, yet beautiful face of his girlfriend.
"A lot better now," he whispered with a coy smile.
The next morning in 2J, Kendall and Jo lay cuddled up on the sofa, watching a movie. It was the hottest day of the year so far, and Carlos, James and Logan were all down at the pool, knowing that Kendall would more than likely be in bed the entire day. As many times as they wanted to stay here with the boy, he refused to let them. They stayed with him all the time, and stayed in many a night because of him. Knowing he would be exhausted, and that Jo would be there, he ordered everyone out of the house the days after his treatment, and wouldn't say a word to them if they didn't listen. He may have had cancer, but Kendall Knight was still stubborn as ever.
The day after treatment was the worst for the boy. He was usually the most moody, depressed and tired these days, although the degree of those varied each time. Today, it was if the moody and depressed just morphed into more tired, something Jo had never seen before. Kendall was in a good mood, seeing as he laid his head on Jo's lap, wearing grey sweats and a thin white t-shirt, a plaid blanket over him. Jo wore shorts and a purple t-shirt, as her hands slowly raked through Kendall's hair, carefully enough not to cause anymore hair loss. Kendall was half asleep, trying his best to stay awake so Jo wouldn't have to endure a painful afternoon alone in this apartment watching Kendall sleep, when she should be out with her friends at the pool. Kendall always felt bad that Jo would stay with him the day after treatment, and wouldn't leave until he was in bed for the night. He felt like he was taking away part of her life, but knew that there was no way he could argue and win, especially with his exhaustion. However even though he could get his family and friends out, there was no way he could get Jo out, as she was as stubborn as him.
"Why don't you go into bed for a bit, babe?" Jo said softly, leaning down and kissing Kendall's cold, clammy forehead. She could just sense how uncomfortable he was, and it was times like this when Jo just wanted to burst into tears. He shifted a bit on her lap, his breaths slow, and eyelids feeling heavy around his green eyes.
"I'm fine," Kendall said slowly after a deep sigh. Jo rubbed his back tenderly, hating how frail he was getting, his spine beginning to bulge out a bit. The chemotherapy was really doing a number on him today, and it was making Jo a bit nervous. Kendall had never really been this tired around her before. She kissed his hair again, clearing her throat.
"No, come on. Let's get you into bed," Jo said softly, beginning to get up from the couch, not wanting Kendall to be uncomfortable sleeping on it. Too tired to contest, Kendall nodded as Jo did her best to help him off the couch and get him standing up straight, his body cold and clammy. The boy was still able to walk well, but had to move slowly, leaning on Jo for a bit of support, her arm around his torso tightly. After the usual one minute walk it took to get the room taking two minutes, Jo laid Kendall down in bed with a smile, pushing his hair back and kissing his forehead. "You get some sleep, alright?" she said softly. Kendall opened his eyes which were a dull, tired green and sighed deeply, licking his chapped lips and clearing his throat.
"Cuddle with me?" he asked her with a puppy dog face, still able to raise one of his eye brows peculiarly. Jo couldn't say no, and kicked off her flip-flops with a smile, biting her lower lip with torn emotion. She hated seeing Kendall like this, and quite frankly, as she got used to it, the more and more upset she got. She saw how Kendall was progressively getting worse from the chemotherapy, hoping and praying it was working like the doctors said it would. It was still only really the beginning, and she didn't know what to expect. She wished she had been with a healthy Kendall longer, kicking herself for the fear of admitting her feelings two months prior to when she did. Jo slid into the bed and cuddled up to her boyfriend, as he nestled into her and kissed her forehead weakly. "I love you," he whispered to her softly, his breaths slow and simple. Jo looked up at her already sleeping boyfriend, and leaned up to him, kissing his lips gently.
"I love you too, Kendall," she said with a small smile.
About four hours later, the time around 2:45, Jo felt Kendall stir next to him. She opened her own closed eyes with a sigh and yawn, seeing Kendall's vibrant, fluorescent green eyes looking at her a small smile on his face. He still looked tired, but nothing like he had looked like before.
"Hey you," Jo said sleepily, wiping the grog from her eyes, nuzzling into the pillow as she touched Kendall's face.
"Hey," he said softly with a bit more pip in his voice, his dimples coming out on his face. He leaned in and chastely pecked Jo's lips with a smile as she smiled back, excited at his enthusiasm.
"Feeling a little less tired?" she asked him. Kendall nodded with wide eyes, as Jo felt his forehead, which was now dry and normal temperature. There was a bit of sweat on the nape of his neck, the few frays of hair he had left back there dampened to it.
"Yes. I needed that nap," Kendall said chuckling, still a bit weakened as Jo could see.
"Even though you slept for 12 hours when you got home from treatment yesterday," Jo said with a chuckle, Kendall rolling his eyes and sighing easily, closing them with a deep breath. He then opened them and stared at Jo, like he was seeing her for the first time. He loved her more than anything. She was the only thing getting him through this, and Kendall couldn't imagine all the sacrifices that she had made for him. Since her New Town High spot had been nearly cast-off the show due to ratings of her bitchy character, Jo really didn't work all that much on the show anymore. There was a new lead, taken by her co-star Megan, that Jo barely even cared about. She could find another acting job whenever she needed to, the producers giving her lots of names of people who wanted her. But Jo wanted to stay with Kendall as much as she could, and knew that he was a priority. Looking into her eyes, Kendall saw the most beautiful thing in the world, emotionally and physically. Jo smiled and kissed his forehead easily as Kendall pulled her closer to him by the waist, his fingers dancing along the hem of her shirt, massaging the warm skin gently.
Kendall swallowed hard and looked in Jo's eyes, more alert than ever. His hands slowly pulled her even closer to him, moving up the back of her shirt to her warm back as Jo sighed in heaven, loving Kendall's now warm touch.
Kendall and Jo had only been dating three months when he was diagnosed and both of their worlds were turned around. They had only gotten to first base, barely even having time to between their busy schedules, and Kendall's tiredness and sickness which they hadn't been fully aware of. But as Kendall looked into Jo's eyes, he knew he wanted to have her. He knew that as his chemotherapy got more and more, he would just get more and more tired, and that the symptoms would last longer and longer until his next session. He wouldn't get to give Jo the pleasure and emotional closeness he wanted to give her until he was fully cured, if even. It was then, Kendall decided that he wouldn't wait. He wanted to be one with Jo, the sweet beautiful girl that he loved more than anything. He didn't know how she would react, and he knew she would probably contest on behalf of him. He didn't care.
Kendall needed to make love to her.
Kendall ducked his head down to hers and closed his eyes with a deep sigh, taking her scent, and opening them again smiling at her goofily. "Can you do something for me?" he asked her softly, as she immediately nodded and smiled.
"Of course, babe, anything," she said. Kendall smiled up at her, and brought his lips to her forehead, pressing them against the tight skin with a sigh.
"Make love to me," he whispered to her. Jo's entire body seemed to freeze as Kendall chuckled at her reaction, Jo looking up at him with worried furrowed brows. He was serious.
"I-I don't think that's the best idea," Jo said softly, touching her boyfriend's face affectionately. It wasn't that Jo wasn't ready. If Kendall was perfectly healthy, she and him would've consummated their relationship weeks ago. She loved Kendall with all her heart, and she had a feeling it would never change. "You're…you're sick," she spoke out softly, knowing Kendall hated when people called him that, but not being able to proclaim it any other way. He immediately got a bit annoyed with her.
"It's not like you'll catch it if we sleep together," Kendall said to her with a small chuckle but a frown, a bit hurt by her words. Jo sighed and closed her eyes, Kendall's hand still massaging her back, his eyes still a bit heavy.
"You know what I mean, babe. You're tired, look at you," she said touching his face affectionately. Kendall sighed and looked in her eyes, playing with the hair in front of her face.
"I'm fine," he said to her. "If I wasn't sick, would you sleep with me?" he asked her seriously. Jo sighed and chewed on her bottom lip, nodding non-chalantly, knowing it would hurt Kendall even more. "So then what's wrong? I-I want us to do this. I love you, and I've been thinking about it for a while," Kendall said lying a bit, this idea just coming to him as he looked at her, although the idea of them having sex someday was long engraved in his brain, even before he got sick. Jo sighed and looked away from him, knowing that he was hurt by her reasons for not wanting to. Jo didn't want Kendall to over exert himself, and knew that if he did and something happened to him, she would never forgive herself. What if she hurt him? He was so tired and frail all the time, and she wouldn't be able to live with herself if she hurt him. While Kendall had joked to her early on that the nurse had said it was perfectly fine to have a sex life, now it was becoming a reality in their relationship as she sighed.
"Why don't we wait a little while, when you get more used to the chemo," Jo said nervously, hoping Kendall wouldn't catch on to her trick. He rolled his eyes at her and thinned his lips.
"You know it's only gonna get worse, Jo. We both know that," he said. He touched her face gently and swallowed hard. "Listen, I-I know I always try to make things normal between us, and not act sick, but sometimes…sometimes I really think about what happens if I don't get better, and things get worse, and I die," he said wearily, Jo's eyes closing tightly, blocking out the last word. She wouldn't even know what to do with herself if that happened, and she tried so hard to never think about it. "What if I only get worse, and I never get to make love to you, Jo?" he said softly, Jo turning her head away from him upset. She bit her lower lip down, trying to block out the tears she felt coming. She knew that Kendall was being honest, and not trying to guilt trip her into this, but she also felt like he was talking like this was the end.
"Don't—don't talk like you're saying good-bye, Kendall," Jo whispered out softly, a tear falling down her cheek. Kendall nodded no, and pulled Jo into him, kissing her hair gently and sighing.
"I know. Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere, but—but I want this, Jo. I want this so bad. And if I can't handle it, I promise. I swear to God on my life that I will end it," Kendall spoke out softly against her skin, Jo nuzzling into his white t-shirt. She looked up at him and he leaned down kissing her lips, his hand massaging the band of her bra gently, his fingers ghosting over her spine. "Please? Make love to me?" he asked her softly. Jo sighed deeply, not being able to resist the twinkle in Kendall's eyes when the image of them together came into her head. Jo nodded softly and Kendall smiled, leaning in and searing their kiss passionately.
Kendall got to work immediately, his hands unhooking Jo's bra under her shirt, as the girl nervously swallowed, looking up into her boyfriend's devilish eyes. She couldn't help but smile as she felt his fingers trace over her spine and down to the hem of her shirt. Kendall then lifted the hem of her t-shirt, scrunching it up to her breasts, as he stripped her of both items of clothing, Jo not nearly nervous as she thought she'd be. She was completely comfortable laying there topless next to Kendall, as his warm palms felt her bare shoulders, Kendall throwing her shirts aside and pushing the covers down. His palms felt over her tight, taut breasts as he looked at her in all her glory, his thumbs gently massaging her nipples as he cupped her full breasts in his hands. Jo sighed audibly as Kendall teased her, as he planted a chaste kiss on her lips. Still laying facing each other, Kendall leaned down to her left breast and gently began to kiss the skin, all the way to the center. He took his thumb away, and gently bit down on the small pink bud, his teeth scathing it, once it was inflamed lapping his tongue across it soothingly. Jo moaned out softly, and wantonly as Kendall moved back up to her mouth and smiled into their kiss.
"Fuckin' beautiful," he mumbled into her lips with a smile, chuckling. Jo smiled and laced her arms around Kendall's neck, as their bodies pushed into one another, Jo instantly feeling his rock hard erection against her thigh.
"I'm already hard," Kendall mumbled out into her hair with a chuckle, the feeling he hadn't felt in so long coming back up on him like a surprise visitor. Jo tugged at the hem of Kendall's shirt and quickly lifted it up above his head, looking at how much weight he had lost from the chemo. He wasn't as toned as he was, but he was still normal sized, not scarily skinny yet. Jo leaned into his throat and bit at his Adam's apple, the boy sighing out in pleasure, his hands still bouncing her full breasts. Jo sucked at Kendall's neck gently, as one of the boy's hands traveled down his girlfriend's abdomen to her shorts, unbuttoning them shakily. Kendall let out a few erotic moans, as he shoved his hand down shorts and thong, not holding anything back. The two were completely comfortable with each other, and nothing was going to stop them. This was way overdue. Kendall gently brought his fingers down to his girlfriend's slick engorged center and rubbed her harshly with his thumb, causing a tingle of pleasure, and a spread of her legs.
"Kendall," she moaned out softly, as he added another finger. With each pass of his delicate fingers, Jo's legs spread out wider her bites on his neck getting more and more intense. Kendall, one thumb still massaging her nipple roughly, the other massaging her center, began to breathe heavily, his length throbbing with pleasure as Jo massaged his hipbones, trying to keep her control.
"You deserve to feel pleasure, baby. You've given up so much for me," Kendall whispered into her ear, moving his fingers faster at her center, Jo's back arching into his ministrations. "I'm not gonna be able to do this during sex, but, let me please you now," he murmured weakly and shamefully into her hair, as her mouth began to hang open her lips parted and her breaths heavy. He knew he wouldn't last long enough to get her anywhere, and was doing the best he could now. Kendall kissed her neck gently, suckling her pulse point weakly, moving his hands as fast as he could. He could tell she was close by how wet she was, and how her center throbbed against his fingers. Kendall gently pressed down on her slick center, and Jo let out a soft moan, that turned into a wild cry, her hips moving in time with his fingers, as Kendall allowed her to ride out the rest of her orgasm on him. He had never seen anything more beautiful than Jo coming, the way her face changed, the way her shoulders tensed, and how she bit down on her bottom lip submissively.
"Kendall, Kendall, Kendall," Jo whispered softly, as he gave her one final kiss, and trailed his soaking hand back up against her skin. He brought his hands to her face and kissed her passionately, his breaths a bit heavy from his exhaustion. Just watching Jo come so easily made him tired, he was a bit afraid of what actually sex had in store for them. Knowing he would tire too easily if he were on top, he kissed a sweating, tired Jo and smiled at her weakly.
"You go on top," Kendall said softly with a smile. Jo smiled and obliged, giving him a soft kiss on the lips before slowly sliding out of her thong, her lower half still beyond sensitive. Kendall sighed deeply, sitting on his back as Jo straddled his legs fearlessly, seeing the tiredness in his eyes. They had begun to droop. Kendall's entire body felt a bit different from this angle, his erection painfully hard and throbbing, both knowing he wouldn't last too long. Jo hooked her fingers at the waist bands of his boxers, and slowly pulled them down, revealing the long, rigid column of throbbing, flesh, beads of liquid slowly leaking out the top. Kendall was a bit in pain from a hard-on this strong, usually being so tired not even thoughts of his girlfriend could get it up. Jo gently leaned down, his erection between them and softly kissed his lips, hearing his heavy, tired breaths echo into her mouth. She looked down at him and smiled softly.
"I love you, Kendall."
"I love you too, Jo."
Jo sighed deeply and gently raised her hips up, Kendall's hands helping her as she hovered over his pulsing length, a bit nervous for the pain. But then she thought of Kendall's pain, and how much he wanted this. She nodded and slowly slid down onto his length, his entire eight inches being buried inside of her. The pain was like nothing Jo had ever felt before, and she bit her lip white as Kendall breathed heavily, his head pushed back into the pillow, and his legs quivering from just being inside of her. The throbbing inside of Jo began to cease as she bit down hard on her lower lip, making eye contact with her boyfriend. Kendall looked like he could fall asleep at any moment, and she remember his promise. If he was too tired, he'd stop. Jo didn't want him to stop, and she knew that he wouldn't stop, even if he had sworn on his life. As Kendall lay inside her, he held her hands tightly, looking at up her sadly, not being able to really lift his head too much.
"You okay?" he asked her with a small smile. Jo nodded and sighed, swiveling her hips a bit. Kendall let out a guttural moan with all the energy he had left in him as Jo began to slowly move her hips. Kendall's grip on her got tighter and tighter with each swivel, her breasts bouncing freely with each one as Kendall moaned and groaned biting his lower lip. About only a minute later, his breaths started to get labored and heavy, the pain subsiding from Jo and a small bit of pleasure starting to come into play. Jo's hands were at Kendall's chest, softly massaging as she bounced on him, his whole entire body beginning to shake. Kendall looked up at her through hooded eyes, his body completely shot and limp as Jo rode him softly. Kendall breathed heavily and arched his back as he got closer and closer.
"So close, baby. So close," he moaned out tightly, his back arching even more. "So clo-" he started to say, but was cut off with the loudest sound Kendall had ever made, as he powerfully came inside of Jo.
His abdomen shook with each wave of pleasure as he released inside his lovers velvety heat, Jo going slower as Kendall nearly cried with pleasure from his orgasm. He wasted the last of his energy, bucking his hips up to meet hers in one snap, his entire body covered in sweat, his hair beyond matted to his face. Jo slowly collapsed on top of him, as he breathed like he had just run a ten mile race, no exaggeration. He hugged Jo tight to him, both bodies sweaty and sticky, his breaths sharp and wheezing. Kendall, still inside of Jo, closed his eyes and tried his best to calm down, his entire body unable to move as Jo cuddled into him, pulling the covers more over the two. Nothing was heard in the room except Kendall's wheezing, and the beating of his heart as Jo nestled into him even more, tears falling from her eyes.
"Thank you," Kendall spoke out softly to her, his eyes closed, unable to open as he faintly kissed her forehead, his muscles aching. He felt horrible in every sense of the word, except for the fact that he was still inside of Jo. Jo looked at her half-asleep boyfriend, tears falling from her eyes as she kissed his sweaty, tired cheek, and roughly pushed his hair up, some falling out in the process. Tears dripped down onto his chest, as Jo looked at the hairs in her, hand settling her head on his chest.
"You're welcome," she cried out softly.