Literature
Comfort for the Sick
"It's alright Sasuke, just try to take a deep, normal breath."
He gasped, trying to slow down his body as he leaned over the damn sink, the only thing he could reach in time to empty his stomach. His lover on his side, holding his hair back and kissing his cheek, her lips never leaving his skin.
"I'm here, Sasuke."
He whimpered, tears escaping his eyes and flying down his cheeks. He cried and clutched the sink harder.
"Sasuke..."
He couldn't open his eyes, they were so heavy. He felt her clean his mouth with a wet, cold washcloth, pulling back for a moment to cool his forehead. She put the washcloth on the sink and grabbed his face betwe