”Don’t you dare.” he murmured softly. ”Just swallow some. You’ll get your strength back.”
"I-I C-cant" she said weakly
”Yes. Yes, you can.” he insisted, not wanting to lose her again. ”Just open your mouth and swallow. It's all instinct.” he instructed gently as he started to gently pour a small amount of the blood from the bag into her mouth.
She glanced at him.before swallowing the blood
He smiled encouragingly at her. ”There you go. You up for a little more?” he offered.
She coughed up some blood and wiped her mouth
”You alright?” he asked, gently rubbing her back.
She shook her head
He hummed softly, acknowledging her answer. ”Do you want some more?” he asked, lifting the bag a little.
She shook her head again
He sighed a little and held her close. "Do you feel any better?" he asked softly but slightly doubtful that she was.
She layed her head on his shoulder
”That’s not much of an answer, love.” he smiled at her, kissing her cheek. ”If you’re not feeling better; you should drink a little more.”
She looked back up at him
He met her gaze lovingly. ”Please, angel.” he begged.
She nodded softly
He smiled and lifted the bag for her to drink.
She took a small lip
He smiled at her, hoping that the blood would help her.
She coughed again
He gently pushed her to sit up more and patted her back to help ease her coughing.
She looked at him with a.sad sympathetic smile
He smiled gently back and kissed her cheek.
She sighed laying her head on his shoulder
”Better?” he asked gently.
She nodded
”Good.” he smiled, kissing her forehead.
She gently layed back down
He moved a little so she could be more comfortable and put the unopened bag in the top drawer of the nightstand.
”Mama?” Laura-Beth whimpered softly.
She looked at laura-beth