Jean's POV,
Shawn's eyes slowly closed like he was slipping out of consciousness but was still trying to fight it somehow.
For a moment I just stared at him, frozen, because everything about this situation should have terrified me enough to make me stay away from him. A few days ago I probably would have run without thinking twice.
But somehow the fear that had been consuming me lately wasn't as strong anymore.
Before I even fully realized what I was doing, I found myself stepping closer to him instead of away. My hand grabbed his shoulder and I shook him lightly, trying to pull him back before whatever state he was falling into became worse.
"Shawn?" I called quickly.
His eyes flickered gold again.
