"Make sure he knows how long he needs to stay in bed." I glared at Carlos who was gently rubbing my back, under my grey sweater, but over my white shirt. He took a prescription bottle from my doctor which had the rest of my pills for the next 5 days in it.
"Well normal people who have a heart attack don't usually leave the hospital after 12 hours. However, because you won't be under a physician's care immediately, I strongly suggest a week Kendall. Seriously…no hockey, no crazy party's and no sex." My mouth dropped open as Carlos giggled and leaned on my shoulder. "As hospital policy states, you must go out in a wheelchair. Come on…" I groaned sliding off my bed and let my feet covered in my favorite slippers touch the hard floor. The doctor along with the help of Carlos set me in the chair and I groaned and moaned the whole time. When I was seated and reassured the doctor and Carlos I was oaky and I was wheeled out. Carlos stayed bent behind me as he pushed me out putting his chin on my shoulder. We were stared at and probably looked at weird, but I didn't care. I reached up, running my fingertips over the slight stubble on his chin and cheek and closed my eyes laying my head back on his body. He kissed my open neck softly and straightened up as we walked out through the waiting room. When we pushed through the automatic doors an ambulance pulled up and the back doors to it burst open. Carlos moved us out of the doorway quick and while he still pushed me out of the way, I turned to see a man on a gurney being pushed into the hospital by two paramedics. The same doctor who helped me rushed out and asked what happened. All I heard was a house fire and two people in very critical condition. And then a second ambulance pulled up and just as Carlos pushed me out of view those back doors were pushed open. I sighed turning away and reached back putting my hand on Carlos's. He will never know how lucky I feel that he kept me, and I was going to keep my promise. I was never going to hurt him again, and I was never going to take the chance of losing him again.
A million things were running through my head, and I wanted nothing more than to go home and start figuring things out. My career, my love life, my friends…but Carlos has this incredible talent of taking all my problems and throwing them out the window. While pulling up to a drive through window of a fast food place. After getting both of us food, food that probably isn't the best for a guy straight out of the hospital from a heart attack, he parked in an empty part of the parking lot and shut off the car. He immediately started to stuff fries in his mouth while handing over a burger for me. I took it laughing at his messy face and laid my head back on the rest taking off my seatbelt. "How do you know me so well?" He looked up fast with eyebrows raised and fries hanging out of his mouth. I chuckled reaching forward and took a fry from his mouth throwing it in my own. He outed and pushed the fries in, swallowing, probably not chewing. I peeked through the buns on my burger and noticed only a patty with a leaf of lettuce. I frowned and turned back to him. "You should have had them take off the meat and put on a salad. It would have been healthier."
"Says the guy who is already reaching for his chocolate milkshake." I smirked taking a quick sip. I set it back down and reached out with my free hand setting it on his cheek.
"I'm going to retire." He stopped mid bite, of his burger and set it down gently. I also set mine down and nodded shrugging. "You're too important to me to risk again. I'm going to retire, we're going to fix up our house so we can raise a family in it one day, and when I get healthy I'm buying you a ring and I'm gonna marry you. And then…we'll go from there." He sat back in his chair and smiled small taking off his seatbelt. "I love you Los. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I won't ever screw it up again. I promise."
"Yo también te amo Kendall." I slipped my hand up to his neck and pulled him towards me so I could gently peck at his lips with my own. I loved when he spoke to me in Spanish. It was definitely a turn on. But I couldn't get myself too excited. I can't have sex, because I just had a freaking heart attack. But we weren't on the same wave length, like usual. He shoved his tongue into my mouth and grabbed my sweater pulling me towards him. I tried to push him away put it only seemed to make him push harder into me. I gave in rather quickly, and way too easily.
Somehow, he got me in the back of the car and somehow he got on top of me. I gripped his slim hips while he grinded down on my crotch, which was slowly rising. He had his hands up and under my shirt and was rubbing my abs, my chest and every now and then, he would pinch my nipples, driving me up the fucking wall. At one point I gave up and laid back letting him abuse the hell out of my neck, biting sucking and licking. He knew how to get me hot. He knew how to get my dick hard, and as he did those things, I was suddenly reminded why I was in love with this man. I grabbed the sides of his face fast and lifted it up so we were looking at each other. He was panting but so was I. I licked my lips casually watching his eyes dart down to them. When eh looked back up I opened my mouth and shook my head. "I never need to look anywhere else, for the rest of my life. You are everything I want." He smiled and leaned back in, but I turned my head and let him go back to assaulting my neck. I smiled small gently pushing my hands into his jeans in the back. I kept my hands above his boxers because I liked when he undressed in front of me. I liked when he exposed his beautiful tan skin to me, when he wanted. He was a tease and I loved everything about it.
"SO you don't care you just had a heart attack and the doctors' orders were to have no sex?"
"Listen…" I pushed him up hard so his crotch crashed into my stomach in the middle and his chest was in front of my face. "My dick isn't going to suck itself." I was smacked on the back of my head just before he pulled on the hair on the back of my head, making em look up at him.
"You have a big mouth for a guy who has a raging boner and only one other guy to take care of it." I smirked and opened my mouth letting him shove his tongue into my mouth once again. We made out like high school students and we touched, rubbed, thrusted onto each other like it was our first time. I managed to get the upper hand at one point and got him on his back in the backseat of his car. I hovered over him pushing his shirt up on his body and kissing onto his flat stomach with slight muscle definition.
"You've been working out…"
"No…I just have been doing little things James suggested…" Suddenly I was pushed back and he was sitting up. I sat on my feet, still covered in my slippers and panted leaning in to attach my lisp to his neck. He let me, but it was a struggle while he tried to get his phone out form his pants. "Babe…heal…just give me a damn minute." I groaned sitting back all the way on my butt and wiped at my mouth and neck where his kisses were still lingering. I sighed out like a child and watched him dial someone and put his phone to his ear. He also sighed out and leaned back stretching his legs out on my lap. I set a hand on his foot but quickly pushed my hand up, under his jeans and rubbed his shin. "Hey Logan…It's me…uhm…I know I was a jackass at the hospital. But I just…Kendall as out, he's healthy and okay and I really…I really want to talk to you. I'm sorry…call me back alright. I love you." He put the phone down fast and put a hand on his forehead shaking his head. "They hate me. I was a complete dick and now they hate me. I cannot ever make this up to them."
"Yes you can. Logan doesn't handle fights with you that way. How about…we eat, you maybe give me a quick handy job and we go over to see them." He dropped his hand and frowned raising an eyebrow.
"Always thinking about your dick aren't you?" I nodded fast and grinned big. He jumped up quick and shoved a hand down my pants while also grabbing one of my hands and shoving it in his jeans. I looked up and grinned at his perfect face, as it twisted into pleasure as soon as my hand wrapped around it.
We didn't last long, that I knew was going to happen. And after cleaning our hands and stomach from cum, we got back in the front, me getting behind the wheel. I was energized and wide awake, so I wasn't worried about driving. Even before we left the parking lot, we finished the food Carlos bought, while he told me about his day at work before he left for the hospital. I hated hearing Louis's name come out of his mouth still, but kept it too myself. When we finished our food, I put both his hands in my right one and drove off towards our best friend's house. He would talk to me about little things, yawning here and there, while also asking me how he could talk to James and Logan about everything. Just as I pulled down their street and started to tell him to just apologize, I was stopped fast. There was police tape blocking the whole street off. And where James and Logan's house once stood, was nothing. "Oh my God." I didn't have time to stop Carlos as he jumped out of the car and ran under the police tape. I cursed under my breath and also got out, walking as fast as I could up to charred remains of my best friend's house. "Logan! James!" The weirdest part for me when I walked up to the empty lot was how there were no cops, firefighters or ambulances. There was absolutely no one here. Carlos was walking through the rumble crying out quietly. I set my hands on my hips and looked around shaking my head looking for any sign of life. "¡Dios mío! Kendall?"I sprang into action running towards Carlos who was now on his knees digging through the rumble. "No! Kendall!" I fell down at his side and felt a hard breath leave my body seeing a small lump of fur being lifted up from under the ruble by Carlos. Romeo wasn't hurt, at least I didn't think so. He looked a little banged up form being under the ruble and he was whimpering probably because he was scared, but he didn't look hurt. "¿Está herido? Nena es duele?" I gently took Romeo from Carlos who was now sobbing and shaking. Romeo barked quietly and lowly whimpering still. I touched all four paws, ran my hands over his fat little body trying to see if anything was sensitive, but nothing came up. I looked up to Carlos who was patting the little dogs head.
"He's…he's fine Los. Let's…we need to call James or Logan again. And maybe call the hospitals or cops…" I stopped suddenly looking up and remembered when we left the hospital. The two ambulances that pulled up. The paramedic told the doctor they were burn victims in critical condition. I turned to Carlos quick and shook my head. "We need to get to the hospital. Now." He only nodded standing up and helped me stand by taking Romeo. I stood up fast and set a hand on his back as we walked through the ruble. I almost ran into him however when he stopped suddenly and bent down fast.
"Ken…" He stood up fast and turned to me raising his hand. Sitting in the middle of his hand was a somewhat shiny silver ring that I recognized easily because I was with James when he bought it. Logan's engagement ring.