He tried not to fully rely on her but his leg made it impossible. They walked slowly together and when he reach the bed he throw himself and she felt light again:
"-no offense but you are so heavy. I thought I was dragging a rock.
-well I am not the one who tore the sheet.
-are you shaming me for my weight now?
-well I'm not, your body is perfect…I have nothing to say about it." He said scratching the back of his head nervously looking everywhere then her eyes.
"-really? Weren't you the one who said I am embarrassing you with my look?
-you shouldn't be listening to me, I talk rubbish most of the time.
-you mean all the time…don't move.
-do I look like I can?" she ignored him while he was leaning with his back on the bed head.
She went back from the toilet with a jar in her hand, she started to remove his shoulder bondage but he stopped her surprised:
"-are you trying to kill me with infection?
-I have better ways to kill. It will help your wounds heal fast.
-I didn't ask for your help." He moved her hand and looked away.
"-wow. That's impressive the last night you wanted to hug and now you are disgusted from your touch.
-I didn't say I am disgusted from your touch.
-then shut up and let me do my thing; I don't want you to be limping tomorrow and embarrass me in front of everyone.
-you know well you are the reason behind it.
-no honey…it's the consequences of your deeds.
-even if it wasn't me." He whispered the last part and she raised her head asking him what did he said? he just answered a bit annoyed:
"-I said hurry up I want to sleep.
-ungrateful brat." She thought to herself and removed his bondage he was bare chested, she opened the jar and he covered his noise dramatically from the fusty smell:
"-what the hell is that?" she rolled her eyes and started to put it all over his injury after cleaning it from blood and the stingy smell disappeared it.
She did his hand, shoulder, stomach and then stopped, he looked at her and then smirked before he said:
"-I will take them down you don't have to do it." She slapped his hand and he glared at her then she shook her head before commenting:
"-you really love staying naked in front of people…pervert.
-well not everyone." He raised his eyebrows at her with a devilish smirk and she just sighed and went up and brought a big pair of scissors.
He jolted back with horrified eyes and covered himself:
"-I swear I was joking! Please don't do anything crazy! Mal please I promise I will behave." She held her stomach and fall on the ground laughing with tears rolling down her cheeks and her face turned red while he was dumbfounded.
She stood up catching her breath and sit back next to him pulling the sheet from his grab. He moved backward and she just pulled him near her.
"-I haven't laughed since…
-birth." She looked at him with are you serious face.
Malin started to cut his pants where is injury was and started to unwrap it.
"-that's a waste of fabric.
-shut up before I tear your stitches…one by one." He gulped his salvia and she smirked.
"-you are crazy woman.
-you are not afraid I might hurt you saying that.
-you promised Ayana so I don't have any reason to feel endangered.
-you are really confident about that.
-I just trust you and I know you won't do it.
-unfortunately not the same for you." She looked back and finished applying the cream and wrapped his injury back then stood up.
"-where are you going?
-awe…the little prince is scared alone?" his lips turned into a thin line and he covered himself turning his gaze away. She smirked and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.
She took out thick blankets and put them on the ground like a bed and went to her bed and took her pillow. When she was about to turn he grabbed her wrist.
"-sleep here I will sleep on the ground." He was about to stand up but she pushed him gently, fixed his pillow and covered him properly.
"-I had enough with you so shut up and sleep.
-you know if I was you I won't let me even sleep, I would push me out of the balcony or let me sleep there with no cover if I had some mercy.
-but I am not you.
-mal I know you will get mad and won't accept it…
-if you know all of that why are you going to say it anyway.
-you can sleep with me on the bed…I will feel bad if you sleep on the ground leaving your bed for me.
-feel bad then…I don't care.
-I promise I won't touch you or get over my side." She started to laugh like a maniac then looked at him dead in the eyes.
"-promise? Do you know anything about promises? I was nice to you, trusted you and what did I get at the end, and now! You want me to sleep near the devil himself…shut up and go to sleep I don't want to hear your voice." She said the last sentence with a blank voice making him feel hurt, pain more than the pain travelling across his body. He couldn't look more into her eyes it was like arrows hurting his soul, he deserve what's happening to him but she doesn't. He tried to sleep but he couldn't, her face from that night didn't vanish from his mind, her eyes, the fear he saw, he wanted to get it off but he couldn't.
The nightmare of that night was visiting him more than her, he hated himself for what happened. He hated the monster he was going to turn to.
He wanted to kill myself and not see her again, scared…because of him.
He looked at her and she drifted to sleep fast, she must be really tired. He started to hear light snoring and he covered his laugh.
He got up and fixed the pillow for her, he then brought the jar from the bathroom and applied the cream on her hand softly not to wake the little grumpy monster up.
He sat down feeling tired and exhausted; he gathered his energy and lifted her, the pain was intense but he handle it till she was between her warm sheets.
He covered her and she hugged another pillow feeling snug. He pulled the chair and spent the rest of the night staring just looking at her.
He didn't touch her face or played with her, he kept his promise even though she didn't believe him.