Ah right…he was supposed to be honest, for…science. Well, shit… “Okay…it is horrible, but I’m not dying.”
“Still can’t move?”
“Not really.”
“If you can’t move by tonight, I’m calling Ender…”
“What could he even do?”
“They have access to more medical equipment, not to mention more medicines, than I do. That alone is reason enough to contact them.”
“I’m sure I’ll be fine.”
Seri’s face pinched. “You saying you are fine is making me want to throw something at you.”
He chuckled. “Perfect time to do it. I can’t block at all right now.”
To be honest, he couldn’t say he hated that Seri was worrying about him. Though he didn’t like causing him to worry, the fact that he was did make him a little happy.
Seri turned away with a hmph, and began to fold clothes, grumbling. “As if I couldn’t hit you even if you could block.”
He smiled, eyes tracing the back of the Nymph’s slim neck. He frowned when Seri’s shoulders sagged. Damn…the man was really worried, wasn’t he? Ahh…he wanted to hug him and cheer him up.
A flash of an oddly familiar color of blue caught his attention. His eyes widened when he recognized the pair of electric blue boxers Seri was folding. “That’s mine!” he squeaked.
Seri glanced back, brow raised. “Of course it’s yours… I washed your clothes.”
“Why did you wash my clothes?!”
The Nymph's face twisted, looking mildly disgusted. “You know you seem so clean and put together, but your room… Well, frankly, it’s a pigsty, and you had multiple piles of clothes just lying there. Not to mention towels.
“Well, itwasa pigsty. I cleaned up a little. Anyway, you’ll likely be feeling weak for a few more days… There's no telling how high that pile would be by then. So, I just decided to take care of it.”
His face felt like it was on fire, and not because of a fever. “Put it back, please,” he begged.
Seri snorted. “Why?”
“Because I’m a grown man and I don’t need someone else to wash my clothes for me.”
“Severo, it’s a bit too late for that. They have already been washed. The second load is even now in the dryer.”
“Then at least use the automatic folding machine.”
“I hate that thing.”
“At least stop folding my underwear!”
“Stop being ridiculous. We are both adults. I don’t care about your underwear,” Seri said with a huff as he picked up something small and black and shook it out. Severo groaned in the ultimate blow of embarrassment when Seri’s hands froze. Head tilting, the man stared at his black thong.
His eyes narrowed as the Nymph’s shoulders started to shake. Was he…
Seri burst into a fit of giggles.
“JUST PUT IT ALL BACK!” Severo cried indignantly while the man continued to laugh.
“Severo, I have changed a lot of diapers. You are just going to have to be an adult about this and let me help you.”
“You can help me by getting me to the bathroom,” Severo growled. “I held it in?—”
