“Oh, I was helping put ointment on your bruises,” Hunter gestured at the can sitting on the shelves, “And I didn’t want to wake you in attempt to put it back on,” He let out a light laugh, offering a smile to Milo as he added with a glint of humor in his eyes, “If you want to make it even, I certainly don’t mind taking my shirt off for you.”
Milo smiled, a slight smirk mixed with it. "I wouldn't mind at all either… but right now might not be the best time." Again, Milo tried to sit up, this time careful of his bruises. He succeeded and turned to Hunter.
Hunter let out a chuckle, and upon noticing Milo trying to sit again he snatched another pillow from a different bed and positioned them so if Milo wanted to laying back down he could still sit up a little. “You should rest more. I could even take you to my house if you wanted to lay down in a real bed.”
"Yeah, I should… do you think the school would be okay with us leaving?" Milo pulled Hunter's hand a little so he could give him a hug from the bed. He had gotten slightly more used to the constant pain in his chest, but he could help but wince every time he moved it.
Hunter smiled a bit, quickly wrapping his arms around Milo. “I doubt they’d be okay with it, but I don’t think they expect you to go to your classes either.” Hunter laughed a bit more, “Besides, I’ve skipped before, it’s nothing new for me. They’ll probably just give me another detention, but I don’t they’d give you anything because of what happened, I mean it’s kinda expected that you would go home.”
Milo leaned his head on Hunter's chest. "I've never skipped before, but it's pretty tempting right now." He closed his eyes, only to open them quickly after, he didn't want to fall asleep yet. "Let's go…" He said quietly into Hunter's chest.
Hunter smiled, quickly kissing Milo’s forehead before gently scooping him into his arms. He quietly walked to the doorway, peeking out to see if anyone was there. The secretary was out, but after a moment she got a phone call and answered it. “You ready?” Hunter whispered, knowing they only have a few moment to not get caught in the act. Being honest though, even they were caught, he could always just run to his car and leave anyways.
"I mean, I don't have to do much, but I was born ready," Milo responded with a silly smile. He held onto Hunter tightly in case he needed to run. This was going to officially the first time in his whole entire education that he skipped school.
Hunter smiled, holding in his laugh in order to not alert the secretary. As she was on the phone, she turned in her swivel chair and started digging through some files. Hunter took the opportunity, trying to be as quiet as possible as he darted out of the main office and out towards the closest exit. He was grateful to not hear any shouts of surprise behind them by the time he got outside and was heading for his car. “That went much better than expected.”
Milo let out a breath, then he started laughing a bit. "You know, why are we leaving the school like we are trying to escape a top security prison or something!" He was still laughing at his comment. Yes it hurt, but he could really stop himself.
“Because it practically is, you know,” Hunter replied, humor glinting in his eyes, “There are cameras everywhere and wardens like Mrs. Rossel,” Hunter couldn’t contain his smile even as they approached his truck.
"Oh, it definitely is." Milo had a large smile all over his face. Getting into the tuck, he leaned back on the seat with a sigh, looking at Hunter as he got in.
Hunter smiled, going around the truck and getting in the driver’s seat. “You comfy?” He asked as he started the car. He hoped Carl or Wendy didn’t come home for lunch today, so they could have the house to themselves.
Milo scooted closer to Hunter and lied his head on his shoulder. "I am now." He closed his eyes and let out a small breath. He was already tired again and he was close to falling asleep.
Hunter smiled, turning his head and kissing the top of Milo’s before putting the car into gear and driving off the school parking lot. “I love you,” He murmured softly, as he drove towards his house.
"I love you more…" Milo whispered as he was drifting into sleep again. He wasn't normally this tired, he usually had a lot of energy. But if he hadn't been in this situation he would be sitting in class missing Hunter, so there was some good to this.
It wasn’t too long before he pulled up in his driveway. He smiled at Milo, and upon noticing how he had fallen asleep he gently unclicked both of their seatbelts. Hunter slowly and gently picked up his soulmate and carried him inside, only having a bit of trouble when he needed to unlock the door but he managed to get in anyways.
Milo was out. He was could sleep through any amount of alarms and be unfazed by it.
Hunter carried Milo to his room -it was a bit of a mess, it still had his clothes from yesterday laying on the floor- and set Milo down on his bed, flipping a couple sheets over him in case he got cold. He smiled a little, going to the bathroom and grabbed some pain medicine and a cup of water and setting it on the nightstand for when Milo woke up. Then of course, Hunter couldn’t help himself, he got in the bed too and wrapped his arms protectively around Milo and spooned him.
In his sleep, Milo leaned into Hunter more comfortable. About an hour or two later, his eyes slowly opened. He glanced around the room thinking it must be Hunter's. He felt Hunter around him and smiled. He shifted a bit, forgetting about his injuries then wincing and abandoning his plan staying in place.
Hunter had accidentally fallen asleep too, but it was a light sleep so when Milo shifted he cracked his eyes open. “Hey love… There’s some pain medicine on the nightstand if you want some.”
"Ah, thanks." Milo slowly sat up to take the medicine. "This one won't make me super sleepy, right?" As much as he enjoyed sleeping, he didn't want to spend all day sleeping.
“It won’t, I usually took that whenever I got a sprain or something for football,” Hunter smiled, sitting up too and adjusting his arms to wrap around Milo better. “How are you feeling so far?” He asked, gently resting his chin on Milo’s shoulder with a smile.
"I'm feeling better, but still not great. Who knew Jacob and Chase were so… aggressive. Back then…" Milo chuckled saying that since it actually wasn't that long ago when things were different. "… they didn't really do much." He smiled leaning his head back a little, sinking into Hunter more.
Hunter frowned, pulling Milo a little closer to him and putting his face in his soulmate’s hair. “I’m sorry. I guess they always held back because I was kinda the ringleader… I just… I hate it.” Hunter hated everything about what he used to do. Once Milo became his soulmate… it was like he took a step back and finally realized what -who- he was becoming.
Milo turned his head, kissing Hunter's temple. "No need to worry about the past anymore though, it's now that matters…" He wanted to call Hunter something besides 'Hunter'. I was boring and cliche to call him baby or something like that and he didn't want to do that. He also felt like 'love' was something for Hunter to call Milo. Being the nerd he was, he decided once he got home he would look up 'love' in other languages and decide which one he liked the most.
Hunter smiled, closing his eyes. He needed to hear those words. “Gosh I love you,” He nuzzled his head into Milo’s neck, breathing him in for a few seconds before pulling back. “You want to wear one of my shirts?” He asked softly, remembering how the blood from Milo’s nose was in both their shirt. And a large part of him wanted to see Milo in an oversized shirt.
"Why- oh, yeah sure!" Milo smiled. He carefully got off the bed and stood there for a bit using the bed to lean on. He was actually pretty excited to wear one of Hunter's shirts. It would smell like him and that was enough to make him happy.
Hunter smiled a little, getting up and pulling out two plain shirts from his drawer, one a navy blue and the other an olive gree-ish color. He held them both up for Milo, “Which one do you want?” He asked with a smile, already using one hand to take off his dirty shirt which revealed his corded muscles.
Milo opened his mouth to speak, only to close it again. He glanced to Hunter then quickly to the shirts again. "I'll um… the navy one please." He held out his hand to take the shirt. The pain medicine had kicked in so he was standing up completely fine now.
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