Chapter 18
Liam had told him later that night that he had felt different.
He told Theo that he felt like his body was changing, that something felt wrong.
Theo had assured him that they would get checked over by a doctor, a supernatural specialist. Liam nodded, laying back down against Theo, trying to get content again. Theo bent down to kiss his head, but he smelt… different. He took another smell again, and he knew that smell.
It was fucking Brett.
“You and Brett hung out?” He asked, and Liam shrunk a bit, eyes casting themselves downwards.
Theo felt his heart clench, and not in a good way. He did that to Liam, he made Liam feel insecure. He made Liam go quiet.
“I had a bad dream…” He said, and Theo nodded.
“I’m still very sorry for what I said to you. I didn’t mean any of it. At all.” He said, and Liam just shrugged.
“Heard it before, heard worse.” Theo felt his heart clench again, and he brought Liam closer to him, holding him gently.
They laid there together, occasionally scent marking one another. Liam eventually fell asleep, breathing evening out, body going slack against Theo. Theo tucked him in, pressing a gentle kiss to his head. He wanted to cry. He wanted to just scream and cry. His wolf was telling him to, telling him that was his punishment for hurting Liam. For hurting the one person he loves.
He made his way down the stairs, hands in his pockets. He walked over to the couch that had been delivered earlier that week, sitting down, grabbing the remote. He sat down, turning the TV on, changing it to the Discovery channel. He watched it, but he wasn’t really watching it. He was zoned out, replaying the night in his head…
Theo slammed his hand down on the center console, Liam jumping and flinching back.
“How could you be so fucking stupid?! Getting into a fight with your dad!” He had yelled, Liam whimpering out an apology.
“What was that, huh? Speak up, Jesus Christ!” His voice had gotten louder, the Alpha authority coming out.
“I… I-I said I was so-sorry. I’m sorry.” Liam said, choking on his spit halfway through his sentence, and Theo just growled.
“Sorry doesn’t fucking cut it!” Liam flinched again, eyes filling with tears. “You fucking know better, you stupid piece of shit!” And, that was not ever meant to come out of his mouth, nor was that what he ever thought about Liam.
He went to apologize, but Liam’s open sobs cut him off, showing him the damage he had done.
Fuck.
He felt hands on his face, a voice telling him to shh, telling him everything was okay, and that everything was okay.
He focused his eyes again, the tears falling away, revealing a soft haired Liam. He squeezed the hands that were on his face tightly, tears springing to his eyes again. Liam hushed him, bringing him closer. He let out a choked noise, arms going around Liam, bringing him onto his lap. He never meant any of it, never meant to say any of it. He loves Liam. So, so much.
“It’s okay, my love… we’re okay, we’re just fine… shhh…” Liam said, pushing Theo’s face into his neck, and Theo scented him there, trying to keep the tears at bay.
He nuzzled his face further into his neck, switching his face over to the other side of Liam’s neck. Liam just ran a hand through his hair, fingers lightly scratching at his scalp.
He pulled away when his wolf and himself felt sated, felt well enough to not cry. He looked up at Liam who smiled softly at him, leaning down, pressing a closed mouth kiss to his lips, not deepening it. Theo was okay with that, content with just kissing like this. And they did, for all of five minutes. Until Liam pulled away, hand on his stomach. Theo looked at him, eyes a little wide, alarm written on his face.
“M’okay, don’t worry, yeah?” He asked softly, and Theo just nodded.
He was sure they were fine.
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They were not fine. Liam was throwing up non stop the next morning, dry heaving in between. Theo sat right behind him, hand rubbing at his back, other texting away to their family doctor who specializes in the supernatural. His name was Deaton, but he was one cryptic bastard.
He explained the situation, telling him Liam’s symptoms, telling him what was happening at the moment. The doctor didn’t reply for another five minutes, and when he did, it wasn’t the answer he was looking for. He growled a little, and Liam whimpered, dry heaving into the toilet again. Theo dropped his phone, hands going to Liam’s bare sides, draining some of the pain he was in. Liam grabbed one of his hands, intertwining their fingers together.
“It’s okay, baby. It’s okay. I’m right here. I’m right here for you. Always.” He said, and Liam made a small noise.
He eventually fell back against Theo eventually, body spasming a little. Theo held him close, soothing any aches and pains he had.
“We need to go see a doctor today, baby.” Liam shook his head no.
“It’s… it’s just a bug…” Liam said, and Theo raised an eyebrow.
“We can’t get sick, baby.” He said quietly, and Liam just shrugged.
“I’m sure it’ll pass by tomorrow.”
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It did not pass the next day
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It didn’t pass the next either.
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“Baby, please. We need to get you to the doctor, like, now.” He said, and Liam groaned from the bed, shaking his head.
“Don’t wanna…” He said, and Theo rolled his eyes, grabbing the blanket off of him, pulling Liam to the edge of the bed by his ankles. Liam yelped, swatting at Theo’s hands.
“Baby, please. We can find out what this is…” He pleaded, pulling out the puppy dog eyes.
Liam bit his lip, relenting. He got up, grabbing a hoodie and a pair of jeans from Theo’s drawer. He threw both on, grabbing the deodorant, then the cologne. Liam didn’t need the cologne, but Theo knew he only wore it if they were going somewhere with a new person.
Theo went to the car with him, heading to Deaton’s office, Liam grabbing his stomach. Theo looked over, hand going to wrap itself around Liam’s hand. They drove like that, pulling up to the clinic, both stepping out.
Deaton greeted them outside, a gentle smile gracing his lips.
“Hi, Mr. Raeken. Welcome in. Ah, and Mr. Dunbar.” He said. Theo looked over, watching Liam wave awkwardly to Deaton.
They all went inside after the introductions, Liam gripping onto Theo’s hand tightly. He squeezed Liam’s hand gently, sending a smile to him. Liam gave one back, but it came out as more of a grimace. Deaton took them to one of the back rooms, motioning Liam to lay down on the table. Liam did so, arms and legs shaky.
“Alright, now. Theo told me that you feel like your body has changed?” Deaton asked, and Liam nodded a bit.
“Can you tell me what part?” Deaton asked, and Liam swallowed. He pointed down at his crotch.
Deaton raised an eyebrow, but nodded.
“Do you mind explaining it to me? I can have Theo step out of the room if you aren’t comfortable with sharing outloud.” He said, and Liam shook his head.
“It’s just, um, well… Let’s just say I don’t have boy parts down there anymore.” Theo blanched.
What now.