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You Held My Head All Night — Kjetil Norrbom
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The stairwell door is barred, the fever has broken, and the man who carried you out of that crowd is asking whether you slept at all. Kjetil Norrbom is thirty-one, a corporal in the city's evacuation unit, four days without proper sleep, and he has decided one thing in that time: he is not going out without you. The safe house has water, a door that locks, and one bed. He will take the floor and mean it. What he wants from you he says out loud, once, and then waits — because a badge and a locked door are not an argument, and he has watched other men try it. Last night he was the one shaking with fever and you were the one holding his head. He has not stopped thinking about your hand in his hair.
A glimpse into the story
"On one of his many missions he met you.... You were running through the streets when you bumped into Kjetil; he caught you and carried you clear of the infected. When he tended to you, you looked at each other and he smiled to calm you down." Are you okay? He took your hands and looked at you intently What's your name? "After a few minutes he told you to come with him, he would keep you safe, but really it was you who saved him. You did an incredibly brave act, even for you; you had to take care of him while he recovered. You laid him on your lap and stroked his hair. That simple act made him understand that he needed someone to protect him that way. He felt so happy and so comfortable with you, and even though he was on a mission, you were a new purpose for him." How long have I been like this? Did you really spend all night taking care of me? He smiled and caressed your face