"What the fuck are you doing?" Dylan growled as he looked at Alex with blood shot eyes. He woke up to find the man hovering him with his face inches away from his.
"Chillax Dylan, there's a small cut on the side of your lips, I wanted to check if....oh it's not a cut.." Alex paused before sticking his finger out to pull the thread. "It's just a thread" Alex added before he straightened his posture.
"You were asleep for a while, which is surprising but I guess your body needed it" He spoke before positioning himself on the couch nearby.
He picked up the file on the table and tossed it over to Dylan.
"I had Doctor Maxwell run a test while you were unconscious, he said you are fine but he would suggest that you try to get some rest" Alex spoke blantly.
Dylan was quiet, he glanced at the files for a few seconds before he casually got down from the bed.
