Apron hate. (w/Bhdire8)

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"Ok, ok I am not leaving." Reese's sobs were heartbreaking. His boyfriend was never this vulnerable, maybe even more so for Oliver's time. He consoled him and stayed, once again sitting down and held Reesw tight. "I am here, breath, focus on me, i am sorey reese, I have said so much to hurt you. I was blinded by my rage and insecurity. Do you hear me? Breath, just, breath." Philippe tried to keep his composure but was obviously losing it. He could only think of using ice to get the swell to die down, and also to suppress Reese's fever. "I am not leaving you, but we are going to fetch some ice so you could chew and feel better ok? Good boy." He kissed Reese's forehead. With his irongrip on his arm, it wasnt that difficult to lift Reese up, despite him being pregnant, and together they marched towards the kitchen with Philippe muttering consoling words all the time.