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— forelsket —
(n) the euphoria you experience when you are first falling in love
origin ; danish

"Baby, you need to go to the doctor," Phoenix frowned, looking down at me wrapped up in all his blankets and my eyes immediately widened.

"I'm okay," I rushed out, pretending to smile dazzlingly his way which one induced a series of pounding in my head.

"Adrianna," he crinkled his brows when I hissed out an incoherent and moaned in pain.

"This is the fourth migraine you've had this week and you've barely been sleeping," he glowered down at me yet worry bled in his irises.

"I'm not going to the doctor," I pouted, shutting my eyes and cradling my head in my palm against his pillow.

"We're supposed to go out to New River tonight, but you're looking terribly pale, love," he said. This time, I felt the bed dip took a seat on the edge next to my limply laying body.

"We're still going," I fought weakly as my voice cracked and toned down to a whisper.

"Baby," he said pleadingly but once more, I shook my head. And he sighed, giving up.

The past two weeks of summer have flown by fleetingly, making me repeatedly question the concept of time. But they also have been the most torturous two weeks of my bloody life - migraines day and night unrelentingly, countless sleepless nights, and fainting unconscious twice, spontaneously.

I wasn't afraid, these were all things that I'd become accustomed to in my life. But why I suffered from it all so much more and constantly in the past two weeks made me wonder. I wanted to believe it was from the overwhelming feeling and overbearing stress I felt on the daily from working the company and university soon approaching.

"We don't have to go if you're feeling under the weather, Adrianna," he said hesitantly, eyeing me with narrowed eyes.

"We're going!" I said exasperatedly, unravelling myself from the covers and throwing them off my shivering body.

"You have been so excited for this night for the past two weeks, we're going!" I jabbed his chest before rolling off the bed and grabbing my towel.

"Be careful," he cried out, running behind me as if I was wounded and dying as his hands gripped either side of my waist, steadying my slightly swaying steps. I giggled softly as we walked into his en suite and he undressed me and set me down in the tub of warm water.

"Relax, my love," he said softly, pouring in rose scented soap. Moments later, he undressed himself and got in with me, setting me in his lap and I leaned my head on his chest.

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"Mm," I stirred slightly, my eyes fluttering open. I found myself still in Phoenix's embrace in the tub and another low moan left my lips involuntarily as he continued massaging my breasts.

"Ph-Phoenix," my nearly inaudible voice trembled as I attempted to hide my face in his chest deeper than before and hide my moans.

"You fell asleep, baby," he said huskily, continuing his mind numbing, soothing assault.

"What time is it?"

"Half past two."

"When are we leaving?"

"I was thinking about four, quarter past four."

"Okay," I smiled, kissing his jawline and burying my face in the crook of his neck once again.