Rowan smiled and kissed him back sweetly. “You are everything to me,” Rowan echoed with an even bigger smile, nuzzling his face into the side of Alvor’s. He loved him. Love. This was true love, what they had between them. True happiness, pure and perfect. Rowan’s good hand moved to play with the hem of Alvor’s shirt as he let out a happy sigh.
He smiled a little bit, kissing his forehead and sighing. "What would I do without you." He whispers as he nuzzles into the other. He smiled at the other and kissed at his neck. This is everything he could ever ask for. "I love you, so so much." He whispers as he nuzzled into the other. He snuggles happily.
Halo woke up and sighed softly. "Mmm…" He glanced around before looking at his son and he smiled softly before looking down. He wanted to fall asleep again, so he did.
Rowan beamed. “You know what. I think we’re actually dead. Your lungs failed and my disease mutated and took over my brain, so now we’re both dead, because this is absolutely, most definitely, heaven,” Rowan planted a kiss on Alvor’s cheek, but didn’t pull his lips away. He favored to drag his lips down to Alvor’s, leaving a trail of kisses until his lips met Alvor’s soft ones.
Alvor let out a laugh at that and kissed Rowan lovingly. "No, my love. We're very much alive." He smiled. "I can tell because your warmth." He mutters before returning the kiss, his hand travelling to Rowans hair. He kisses him slowly, hungering for his warmth, his lips. He wanted to keep Rowan safe, and happy. His arms wrap around Rowan, memorizing everything about him.
Rowan kissed him back with equal amounts of love and happiness. Alvor made him so, so happy. It was just… it was all just incredible. Rowan never thought he could be this happy again when he first got his disease. “I love you. I love you. I love you,” Rowan repeated softly as he tried to snuggle closer even though there simply wasn’t any room between them.
Rowan is everything to Alvor. He was his future, his hope. He kissed the other slowly, savoring his lips, just happy being like this. He loved his sweet angel. He never expected this to happen when he woke up that night. But he was grateful for it. "I love you too, to the moon and stars." He whispers, a hand gently cupping Rowan's face. "You are my everything." He mutters, kissing the others forehead.
(Hello love! Making sure you're alright!)
(Oof so to be completely honest I don’t have much of an excuse, I’m sorry man. I’ve been kinda ignoring half of my rps for the day I don’t even know why, I just can’t bring myself to write responses even though I genuinely want to, so idek, so sorry for the wait)
Rowan kissed him back eagerly. This guy… Alvor was amazing. He made Rowan feel so good on the inside, he made him feel so, so happy. “You’re my everything.” Rowan stole a kiss from Alvor’s lips, smiling joyfully. This was what love felt like. Rowan would no longer have to be left wondering if he’d ever be able to find it—he found it, and it was heaven.
(It's okay! I was just worried about you is all!)
Alvor sighed happily as he held the other, kissing his nose. He loved the other dearly, and he didn't want to ever let go of the other. He kissed back gently, sighing in bliss. He never wanted this to end. Never in a million years. He was desperately in love with the other. He found love. He wondered faintly when John was going to get back, but he didn't let the thought stay, he wanted to be with Rowan for as long as he could.
(Awww thank you man that’s really sweet)
Rowan grinned happily at the kiss on his nose. Alvor was just so perfect. “I’ll never stop being in love with you,” He murmured softly, lifting his good hand to press his palm to Alvor’s cheek and his thumb could draw circles into it.
John was currently out in the hall, holding a breakfast tray in his hands. He had decided to wait half a minute before he came in, knowing that if Alvor and Rowan were anything like him and Halo, they’d probably be enjoying every second they could get to be alone together.
Alvor leaned into the other, sighing happily. "I won't either, baby." He whispers, sighing happily. He nuzzled into Rowan's soft palm, kissing it gently as he sighed at the soft touches. Gosh he felt like he was melting in a puddle of bliss.
Halo sighed as he opened his eyes. He couldn't sleep anymore, but kept his eyes closed so the two could enjoy their time alone. He knew that feeling. The feeling of wanting to be as close to the person you loved without interruption.
Rowan smiled gleefully, shifting a little but wincing ever so slightly when he sat on his arm a little and pain sparked. He wished he could cut off his bad arm, he really, really did. It always seemed to ruin everything.
John quietly walked in the room, trying to not abruptly interrupt anything too much. He sat down with the breakfast tray in his arm, looking to Halo to see if he was awake.
Alvor noticed his little wince of pain and his eyes become soft. "Hey, easy now…" He whispers, kissing Rowan's shoulder that connected to his bad arm. Alvor wished he could do something to ease Rowan's pain. He nuzzled into.the other.
Halo heard John enter and he sat up slowly, yawning quietly. He smiled at the other before glancing at Alvor and Rowan, a soft smile gracing his lips. They were so happy together.
Rowan smiled softly at Alvor. This guy was just so caring. It was all he ever wanted. Rowan placed a kiss on Alvor’s cheek with a small, grateful smile. He knew that not many people would be willing to put up with Rowan’s constant pains.
John smiled at Halo, leaning over to plant a kiss on his cheek. He looked over to Rowan and Alvor, saying softly, “Hey, hons. You want me to try to heal you now?”
Alvor gently ran his hands through Rowan's hair, trying to keep Rowan distracted. He kissed the others cheek. He was willing to go through anything for the other. He hummed, sighing happily. When he heard John speak he looks up and looked towards Rowan. "What do you think, love?"
Halo smiled at the soft kiss, gently pecking his cheek in return. He took John's hand. "I can help." He mutters, glancing at John.
“You sure you’re all rested?” John asked softly. He couldn’t help but worry over Halo, he loved him. They had both worked so hard the past week, and besides, John thought he might be able to heal her on his own if Halo wasn’t feeling up to it.
Rowan nodded slightly at Alvor, nervousness creeping it’s way in. Nonetheless, as if the affirm the way he felt, he mumbled with a small smile, “I’m ready.” He was going to be healed. His hand- gosh, Rowan would be able to move his left hand again. It seemed like a fantasy.
Halo nods and squeezes John's hand gently. "I'm sure." He mutters, smiling at the other. He was grateful for John's worry, but he was pretty sure he had gotten as much sleep as he could handle. He leans on John's shoulder and sighed happily. "I want to help. I can't help with healing… but I can give you my energy."
Alvor gently held Rowan's good hand. "It's okay love." He mutters. "My dad is the best healer around. He's amazing at what he does." He mutters softly, kissing Rowans cheek gently. He wanted to assure the other as best he could, and he wanted to help as much as possible.
(Maybe the illness in Rowan's hand fights back, and that's why it takes a longer time to heal Rowan's hand?)
(Yeah, that’s kinda what I was thinking would lead to his death-experience too)
John smiled and kissed Halo quickly on the lips before getting up and moving to Rowan and Alvor’s bedside. He was determined to help his son’s new lover. It was clear Rowan meant a lot to Alvor, and to John, that meant to treat Rowan like he would treat Alvor if his son was in the same situation; John would give everything he had into trying to heal Rowan.
Rowan shifted himself to a sitting position a little bit better, but didn’t move very far from Alvor. Even just the small touches and warmth was enough to give Rowan more strength. Only a little bit longer, all I have to do is let Alvor’s father do his thing and I’ll be healed… It’ll be that simple…
(Gotcha.)
Halo smiled warmly before following after, smiling a little at his son and Rowan. The were so cute together. He was happy that Alvor had found someone he could love. Halo was determined to do what he could to help. Halo kissed his forehead and smiling at the other. "Alright. John…" He mutters softly. He takes Johns hand before willing his energy and strength to go to John, surging his abilities.
Alvor helped Rowan sit up a little, kissing his cheek. "You've got this." He mutters, letting the other breath and sighing happily. He held Rowan close, making sure to keep him safe, and making sure to help in any way he could.
Rowan took a couple deep breaths, and John reached out a hand. Rowan placed his left hand into the man’s wincing a little bit trying to focus more on the love of his life right next to him. It’s going to finally get better…
John held Rowan’s hand in his. It felt cold. Some kind of disease, he didn’t know what, but he was confident he’d just need to sweep his powers through Rowan and everything would heal nicely. John channeled his energy, drawing on Halo’s power too, and went to focus it on Rowan’s hand. Only something felt different, something- John’s eyes widened and his heart stopped for half a second in fright. “What’s that?” He asked softly to no one in particular, not letting go of Rowan’s hand but not proceeding to try to heal the male again. It had been like a bee hive, so much energy contained in one hand that was flying around chaotically.
Rowan looked worried and fearful. He doubted John realized what he was unconsciously doing—the man had a half-fearful half-confused look on his face, and it filled Rowan with dread. What was wrong? What happened? Rowan wanted to scream the questions at the man, but held his tongue in silent worry.
Alvor was rubbing his hip gently, his eyes wide as he watched his father tried to heal Rowan. He could see the confusion, he could see the strain. "Dad?" he asks quietly, his eyes soft as he held onto the other, kissing Rowan's shoulder. "Is something wrong?"
Halo rests his hand on John's bicep. "Love…?"
John took a deep breath. “I- I’ve just never felt that before…” He muttered distrustfully, as if Rowan’s hand could and would turn into some kind of demon and lunge out at him. “It’s- It’s just different, but I’m sure it’s fine.” John didn’t want to tell them exactly what he felt right now, he didn’t want to freak Rowan out. He’d tell Halo later, when they were alone. John refocused his energy, but this time he merely brushed it against Rowan’s disease—testing the waters. The power of the disease in Rowan’s hand was like lunging into pure never ending static. It made John tense.
Rowan watched John carefully, biting his lip. He leaned into Alvor, taking a wavering breath. Something was wrong. Alvor had so much confidence with his parents, yet now the man looked almost afraid to go on. But not a moment later, Rowan felt the magic from the other man touch him again. The ache in his hand intensified ever so slightly, but that happened sometimes. Nothing irregular, right?
Halo kisses his cheek gently, a small smile on his lips. "I'm sure it's okay." He mutters softly, his eyes gentle. He smiled. "Please… don't stress yourself. If you need breaks, both of you, then take them. Healing is a slow process, and very energy consuming." He warns gently before focusing and letting his energy flow into John.
Alvor ran his hand gently along Rowan's good arm. He smiled at his parents before looking at Rowan. He focused, willing his own energy into the other, to strengthen Rowan, to help him. He wanted to do whatever he could to help the other.
John, after a moment of cautiously brushing his magic against Rowan, pierced through the disease in his hand, but fear struck deep in him when, for a very brief second, he almost felt himself get lost. He quickly pulled away and retracted his hand, and Rowan quickly pulled his hand closer to himself. John was a little out of breath, even though he hadn’t thought he used much magic. For what seemed to be only a few seconds for him was actually a couple minutes.
Rowan felt John’s magic shoot into him, but wasn’t met with relieving gentleness that he’d expected. He was met with pain. Lots and lots of pain. Rowan’s face twisted with hurt and he was glad when John pulled away. Rowan quickly shifted to face Alvor a little better and to snuggle closer to him, trying to sap comfort off of the other. But when he looked down at his hand, he realized to his shock… he could move his pointer finger. He could move it back and forth about an inch or so without feeling pain. “Alvor, look…”
Halo kept his hand on John's shoulder, his eyes soft as he glances at his husband. "John? Love?" He asks softly as he gently rubbed his arms. "Baby?" He mutters softly. He couldn't sense anything wrong, but there was a difference in John's energy. "Do you need anything?" He whispers softly.
Alvor starts when he saw pain take over Rowan's expression. Alvor hurried and kissed his cheek gently, his hand cupping Rowan's face. "Hey, hey… Breathe…" He whispers softly, peppering Rowan's face with kisses. "Are you okay? What happened?" He whispers as he gazes at the other. He looked down at the Rowan called his name. His eyes widen, "Does it hurt?" He murmured, his eyes focused on the moving digit. "Baby… you're healing." He looks up at the other and laughs softly, kissing Rowan's lips gently. "Thank you dad." He glances at his father.
“I think… I think I just need a break. Just a little tired is all,” John muttered softly, those that didn’t shake the unease in his gut. That hadn’t felt natural. It wasn’t a cut, it wasn’t an infection, it wasn’t a virus. It felt otherworldly, it almost felt more like magic than an injury. He needed to talk to Halo later… just not now. Not in front of his son and Rowan.
“I’m okay, I’m okay…” Rowan mumbled softly, so amazed by how he could move his finger. “It- It doesn’t hurt. I can’t believe it.” Rowan laughed, joy bubbling out of him as he kissed Alvor. “It works. I’m healing.” Rowan was still in shock. The impossible was happening. Rowan turned his head towards Halo and John, “Thank you, thank you so much.” I’m getting better.
Halo nodded before kissing his cheek. "Do you want to do…? Do you need some time outside? Do you want to sleep?" He asks gently, his eyes soft. He wanted to be here for John. He couldn't do what he used to be able to do and he felt so useless.
Alvor smiled a little bit, glad to see that he was happy. Glad that he was able to heal. Alvor kissed him back gently, his eyes shutting. He was so happy for his beloved boyfriend. "I know… And soon you'll be fully healed." he says softly as he glances at his parents.
Halo nods and smiles a little at Rowans happiness. "Of course, dear." He chuckles, his eyes soft.
“Outside. Let’s go outside,” John mumbled softly and managed a smile. His hand found Halo’s and he intertwined their fingers, needing that stability and safeness. Being completely honest… if Halo wasn’t here, beside him, John probably would’ve been too afraid to heal Rowan, to try to test whatever was in their hand.
Rowan smiled even more, glancing at Alvor’s parents’ intertwined fingers before she looked down to her crippled hand. One day… one day I’ll be able to use this hand to hold Alvor’s like that. Rowan moved her finger a little bit, stil in pure awe of it. The fact that she was actually going to heal, the evidence sitting right in front of her… it was amazing.
Halo nods and squeezes his hand gentle. "Of course. We'll be back in a few minutes, Alvor. You two take it easy, okay?" He says softly, making sure that he got a nod from Alvor before looking up at John in concern. It was rare for him to see John this distressed. He had only appeared nervous or scared when Halo first met him, or when Alvor was on his death bed. He kissed his husbands cheek before guiding him out of the room.
Alvor looked up when Halo addressed him and nods. "Of course dad." He says happily, his eyes gentle. "Take your time." He sets his head on Rowan's shoulder and kisses the crook of her neck. He watched her move her finger a little bit and smiled softly. "It's going to take some time, but do you think you can do it?" He asks, holding her close.
John was glad to take a step out with Halo. He held his hand and began wandering in the general direction of the hospital’s exit. Fresh air would do him good, to wipe away the oily feeling that the disease in Rowan’s hand left on him. John didn’t speak all the way out, wanting to put some space between himself and that disease as if he spoke about it, something horrible would lunge out at him. Finally, when John walked out the doors with Halo to get some fresh air, and John made sure no one was around, he spoke, “I… it was like it was smothering me. I’ve never felt something like that before. I… for a second I was worried I couldn’t… I- I don’t know.” John bit his lip nervously, his eyes like marbles full of worry.
(Tbh up to you if Halo has ever encountered something like this disease before)
Rowan grinned brightly, still obsessed with her moving finger, “I can do it, it wasn’t even that much pain. It’ll be worth it.” Rowan turned her head to kiss Alvor’s cheek, joy bubbling out of her. “One day I’m gonna be able to hold both your hands at once. One day I’m gonna be able to wrap both my arms around you and feel no pain.”