*Runze's POV*
My bed is rolled up, letting me sit back comfortably against the pillows instead of lying flat.
Bael leans over me, his dark hair brushing against my forehead as his hands rest gently on either side of my face. He brings his lips to mine, kissing me softly but with a deep, lingering passion that completely commands my attention. I wrap my left arm around his neck, pulling him a fraction closer and losing myself in the quiet warmth of the moment.
A sharp, polite cough breaks the silence from the doorway.
"Good morning," the doctor says.
I instantly pull back, my face burning with a bright flush of heat.
I feel exactly like a high school kid caught doing something wrong by a teacher. Bael, however, slowly straightens up, his grey eyes narrowing slightly at the doctor with clear annoyance over the interruption. He doesn't look embarrassed at all, he just looks put out.
