A virus?

It was a Sunday morning, Irvin had just woken up tangled in sheets with Zadkiel almost lying over his body. He looked outside the window because the morning felt different. It felt sombre.

He could see the dim light out there as if clouds were covering the sky because the clock on the night dresser was ticking at 10 am so, it was odd to be that dim at this time of the day.

“Baby…” He whispered, brushing Zadkiel’s hair. He could only see the top of his head as he was lying on top of him.

“Wake up, darling.” He spoke in a voice barely above a whisper and he wanted to wake him up but the way he was waking him up, it felt like he didn’t want to.

Zadkiel squirmed, mumbling something in his sleep before rolling off his mate and nuzzling his face in the side of his neck.

“Get up, little wolf.” He chuckled rubbing his naked back with his palms.

Zadkiel groaned and pulled away from Irvin trying his best to stay as far away from him as possible so he wouldn’t try to wake him up again but