David couldn't hide the fear in his eyes as he stumbled up to his neighbour's door in the midst of the thunderstorm. His phone had died, and he was out of options. In an act of desperation, he hoped his kind-hearted neighbour would open the door and help him in his time of need.

Knock. Knock.

His neighbour's face greeted him, and David could tell by the look on his face that he had noticed David's trembling from the thunder.

David: h-hey hi

His neighbour: Hello

David: umm s-sorry to disturb you i-i um..m w-want a candle if you have any my phone died actually it's all dark and dark is not good i-its scary I mean i-i I'm not scared or anything b-but aa.a i was wondering if you have anyyyyyy (lightining strike)

David hold his neighbours hand tightly he was shaking

David: please please please please save me please I beg you I'll be greatful to you all my life

His neighbour patted his head and said

His neighbour: hey hey hey shh shh it's ok you are alone I'm here you'll be fine

His gentle pushed open the door and said, 'Come in, it's okay. Let's get you out of this storm.'

David walked into the house, and his neighbour handed him a candle and lit it. Its small light was the only light in the room, and David felt calmer and more protected in the familiar house of his neighbour.

David was about to say that he was okay, but the thunder was so loud that it shook the house and knocked the candle out of his hand. Fear filled his eyes, and his body started to shake uncontrollably.

Without a thought, his neighbour reached and pulled him into a hug.

David hugged him back and started crying

His neighbour soothed him with comforting words and gentle strokes on the back of his head.

His neighbour: hey hey buddy it's okay I'm here I got you it's Just Strom i won't let anything happen to you your safe here

David let out a deep sigh of relief and clung to his neighbour for support as he fought back the tears that threatened to fall.

In that moment, David knew how special it was to feel the warmth and protection in the arms of his kind neighbour. He realized that it wasn't just a hug of comfort, but of understanding and acceptance. David finally felt at home when he realized that his neighbour promised him that regardless of what happened, he was there.

he strom finally stopped, electricity was also back David stopped crying his neighbour wiped his tears

David: I umm I uh I

His neighbour: yah go ahead I'm listen

David: I lov..lov..I..uh love

His neighbour: you love?

David: uh.umm I love your shirt it's really nice where did you bought it from?

His neighbour: my shirt? Really?Umm it's old a old one I don't remember actually

David: it's okay I should be get bye thank you see you

David to himself: seriously? I love your shirt seriously David shirt you are useless

David left

His neighbour to himself: shirt huh he giggled I know what you wanted to say I feel the same you idiot but I want you to say it so let's see how long you'll take

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Jack and he Henry (sick boyfriend)

Jack and Henry were classmates. Henry was a happy-go-lucky guy, always with a smiling face making others smile, while Jack was a calm guy lost in his own world and was not sure about his sexuality. Henry used to like Jack, and Jack knew that he also liked Henry but was not ready to accept his love because accepting his love for Henry meant accepting the fact that he was gay, for which he was not ready yet. Henry used to annoy Jack a lot, but Jack had feelings for Henry. One day, Henry was sick, and he still came to college. His face was pale, and his voice was a little husky. Jack noticed that Henry was sneezing and coughing all day, and he was worried about him but didn't want to show it. While going back home, Henry, as usual, came to Jack to annoy him by looking closely. Jack realized that Henry was actually really sick. He couldn't hold himself back anymore, so he asked Henry if he was sick, and the conversation went something like this: Jack: "Hey idiot, are you sick or what? Why do you look so pale?" Henry: "Why? Are you worried about me?" Jack: "W-w-worried? Who's worried? I'm not worried. I was just asking. Anyways, let it be. I'll get going. Bye." Henry: "Hey, wait! Come back. I'll tell you if I'm feeling sick or not. Hey (coughing)!" Jack left and reached home at 12:30. He thought that Henry was an idiot, and he didn't even ask him if he was sick. However, he realized that if Henry was sick, he might need his help, and he lived alone. no one is there at his home to take care of him he looked soo pale should I go and check on him noo I can't but I should actually let it be let me change my clothes Henry reached home Henry's POV Coughing and sneezing ughhhh I feel terrible I was fine till morning now I'm feeling so weak I can't even stand I don't even have energy to get up from bed and change my clothes I wish that complaint box(Jack ) was he..(coughing) hear to take care of me I guess I've gone to think that he cares and he would not have took care of me huh wait he was asking me about how I was feeling was he worried? Let it be I don't even have energy to think After so much of overthinking Jack finally went to Henry's place to check on him it was 6:30pm in the evening jack pressed the bell but no response he pressed the bell again still no response jack got worried and shouted saying hey idiot are you at home Henry's POV Someone visited and pressed dorebell twice but I was feeling really dizzy and I didn't had energy to get up from the bed but then I hear complaint box's (jack) voice although I was feeling terrible physically but his voice made me soo happy I somehow managed to drag myself out of the bed and opened the door for him End of Henry's POV Door open Henry with a weak voice pale face and weak body opened the door Jack: damn you have gone fron morning why do you look like a zoombie Henry: I..I..I no... not Before Henry could complete the sentence he fainted he was about to fall and Jack saved him Jack: "Woah, woah." Jack helped him to the bed and touched his forehead. "Oh my God, you are burning up, and you are shivering. What's wrong with you? Have you taken any meds?" Henry didn't have the energy to talk. He just shook his head, saying no. Jack: "What? Why? Are you mad? First, you came to college despite being sick. You didn't even take the meds. That's why you look more terrible than you did in the morning." Henry: "Don't scold me. I didn't have the energy to do anything. My whole body is aching. I'm dizzy. My nose is blocked. My throat is sore, and I vomited six times since morning." Jack: "Okay, okay. Let me help you. Tell me where is the first aid kit?" Henry: "I don't have one." (sneezed) Jack: "What? You don't have a first aid kit at home? You are so-" Henry: "I don't fall sick, so I didn't keep one." Jack: "You are totally mad. Wait here. I'll go and buy you meds and other necessities." Henry: "But you don't have to." (coughing) Jack: "Shut up. If I won't do it, who would? Just shut your mouth and rest." Before Henry could say anything, Jack left to buy meds and other necessities. He came back after 20 minutes. When he came back, he saw Henry shivering terribly. He was sneezing and coughing too. Jack went closer and checked Henry's temperature. It was 102. Jack got really worried. Jack: "Shouted 102!" Jack fed him the soup he had bought, gave him the medicines, and was leaving to clean the dishes when Henry suddenly grabbed the sleeves of Jack's hoodie. Henry: "Please don't leave. I feel alone." Jack: "But I need to do the dishes." Henry: "Don't do it. I'll do it later. Please stay with me, please." Henry looked like he was about to cry, so Jack sat on the chair beside him. Henry fell asleep. Jack noticed that Henry was still wearing the same clothes that he wore in the morning. He changed Henry's clothes and grabbed a cold, damp washcloth from the bathroom and laid it across his forehead. After an hour, Jack checked Henry's temperature, but he still had a fever and was shivering. Henry was groaning in pain. Jack had to do something, so he hugged Henry and comforted him. After a while, Henry stopped shivering, and it was dinner time. Jack gently tried to wake up Henry. He didn't have a fever, nor was he shivering. Henry: "How come you're still here? I thought you were gone." Jack: "You eat dinner and take your meds, and I'll leave." Henry: "Wh... wh(coughing) what?" Jack: "No more questions. Just eat this. It's good for your health." Henry: "I t..t.(sneezed) am too weak to eat by myself. Can you feed me with your precious hands, please? Jack said, "Stop pretending. I just checked and you don't have a fever. Now eat by yourself." Henry protested, but Jack insisted that he eat without any excuses. However, when Henry's hands were shaking while trying to eat, Jack realized that Henry wasn't pretending and took the plate from him to feed him himself. This made Henry happy, and he ate like a child. While eating, Henry started coughing and choking, which made Jack worried. He gently rubbed Henry's back and gave him water. When Henry smiled, Jack asked why he was smiling, and Henry replied that it felt good to have someone worry about him. Jack tried to deny that he was worried, but before he could finish, Henry started coughing hard and went to the bathroom. leaned over the toilet and began to vomit, Henry throwing up and Jack rubbing his back and trying to help him through it. Hours later Henry finally managed to stop vomiting, pulling jack close to him, crying softly "I hate being sick!" Henry said slightly loudly beginning to cry. Jack was sitting on the floor next to Henry and managed to pulling him into an actual full hug. Henry tried to get up on shaky legs but failed, falling back down only after a moment of shakily standing. "Want me to carry you?, Jack asked Henry nodded, smiling slightly jacky picked up Henry gently, bridal style. Jack managed to carry Henry to his bed and sat next to him Henry hugged jack tightly Henry: please don't go ho..ho..(coughing) home today I need you I'm scared Jack: Are you scared? Scared of what? Henry: That I'll never get better. Jack: Shh, don't worry. I'm not going anywhere, and you'll get better soon. Henry: Really, I feel terrible. Jack: Do you want to go to the doctor? Henry: No, I hate doctors. Jack: But... Henry: Noooo. Jack: Okay, okay. Rest up and get better. Henry and Jack hugged each other and fell asleep at midnight. "Jack woke up to a noise - it was Henry throwing up in the bathroom. Most of the night was spent with Henry throwing up and Jack gently rubbing his back and carrying him back to bed after every vomiting session." The next morning, they both woke up. Jack asked Henry how he was feeling, and Henry said he was feeling much better. Jack then asked if Henry was hungry, to which he replied that he was very hungry because his stomach was empty from vomiting the night before. They both had breakfast, which Jack made, and Jack fed Henry. Jack: Okay, then I'll get going. Take your medicine on time and rest. And don't even think about coming to college today. Henry: But I'm fi.fin...(coughing) fine Jack: Yeah, right. Just shut up and rest ------------++++------------end of part 1 Hope you liked it this was part 1 and part 2 is on the way thank you

Rainy scary night (nightmare )

"It was a rainy night with a scary thunderstorm. We were sleeping peacefully when suddenly I heard him whimper. I turned on the light and realized that he possibly had a nightmare and woke up scared. His eyes searched the whole room, but I was right beside him. He hugged me lightly and kept saying, 'Don't leave me.' He was shivering. I hugged him back, wiped his tears, and tried to comfort him. After half an hour, he calmed down and stopped crying or shaking, but still wanted to hug me. I sang a lullaby for him, rubbed his back, and did my best to comfort him. We talked about our beautiful memories, and I assured him that I wouldn't leave him and would always be by his side. He kept apologizing for ruining my sleep. After an hour or so, he fell asleep, and so did I. In the morning, when I woke up, he was still holding me tightly, but it was my turn to cook breakfast, so I got out of bed despite him holding me tightly. When I returned to the bedroom, I saw that he was shivering again. I immediately went to comfort him, hugged him, and found that he had a fever. He murmured, 'Don't leave me.' I figured the fever was caused by the nightmare from last night. I called the doctor, who confirmed that the fever was due to the nightmare, and left after a while. What I saw just broke my heart; my kookie was crying even in fever, and all he was saying was, 'Don't leave me, please.' I wiped his tears, called off work, called at his office told them he was sick at his workplace, made him some soup, fed him myself, gave him medicine, and did all I could do. and I started working on a presentation due the day after tomorrow, he woke up in the evening feeling better and without a fever. I didn't notice that he was awake because I was still working, so he held my hand and smiled at me. I smiled back, kissed him on his forehead, and asked him is my sunshine feeling any better. He nodded, but I knew he was still weak. I asked if he was hungry, and he said no. I told him to get some more sleep and continued working on my presentation. He made a baby face, pouted like a little child, and I knew he wanted cuddles. I closed my laptop and offered him cuddles. His face lit up, and he buried his face into me." He fell asleep again, maybe because of the medicines. I woke him up at night to have dinner and take the medicines. He woke up and insisted on eating dinner by himself, saying he didn't want to bother me. Before I could say anything, he took the plate from my hands and started to take a bite. Although he didn't had a fever, his hands were shivery. I couldn't see him like that anymore, so I snatched the plates from him. And said, "If you love me, you'll let me feed you." As he loved me more than anything in the world, he let me feed him. After dinner, I gave him the medicines and told him to sleep, but he wasn't sleepy at all as he had slept all day. So we started talking. I felt as if he wanted to say something but was hesitating to do so. I asked him if he wanted to say something. He told me that he wanted to tell me his dream. As they say, if you tell your dream to someone, it doesn't come true. But he also didn't want to talk about it as it was a horrible dream for him. He took a deep breath and started telling me the dream. He said that because of some misunderstanding, I wanted to break up with him. I broke up with him and started leaving the house. He was shivering while telling me the dream. At last, his voice started to crack. He wasn't finished yet, and I told him to stop. I hugged him tight, wiped his tears, and promised him that I wouldn't leave him. he wanted assurance, he said, "Promise you'll never leave." I said, "I promise to Never ever leave you." Although he believed me, he couldn't stop shivering. He went to his side of the bed and told me that I could work on my presentation without any disturbance. But I knew he was still not feeling okay. He needed me I hugged him and assured him that I have enough time to complete my presentation, and I am almost done with it. I can work on it tomorrow. He smiled a little and hugged me tightly. After a while, he stopped shivering and fell asleep. Finally, he was sleeping peacefully, had no fever, and was not shivering.

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