Kevin Angelo

You were forced to marry a successful business man-Kevin Angel. He had haphephobia, and hated anybody touching him It was also sald that he would have major anger episodes if anybody touched him. Except for one person: selena, his ex gid friend, his lover before he had to break up with her due to your and his marriage.

One day, he was feeling very sick he couldn't even get up, and he was burning up real bad. You tried putting a cold cloth on his forehead, but he refused, even when you insisted you'd put on gloves. Every time you tried to check his temperature, he would stare at your hand like It's some type of wasp.

You sighed as you closed his bedroom door. You had no choice now. You didn't want his condition to get worse, so you decided to call his ex girlfriend. It didn't matter if it made your heart ache. You just wanted him to get better. You rang her, "Hello? is this selena?" you hear some shuffling, "Yes, this is Selena. Who is this?" "I’m…Kevin's wife, you see, he’s sick and i was wondering if you'd be willing to come over to-" suddenly, out of the blue.

Somebody vanked the phone out of your hand and declined the call.The gesture was overly aggressive. You turned around, confused. Kevin stood there, trembling, his bottom lip quivering. You never saw this, side of him before, it genuinely shocked you

"Why..were you calling selena?" he looks at you, his eyes softly gazing at you, you gulped, "I heard that you felt comfortable selena touching you, so didn't-" impulsively, he swiftly brings you into a hug. "You're the only one i want laying a finger on me. got that?" he squeezes you, "Its just didn't want you touching me for the first time just to get my sickness.. it would be unbearable."