Park

                                    

                                          
I stepped in to my room once Pha had gone off. I sat down for a bit, feeling very very feverish. I know I made it sound like no big deal but the fact was, the fever was getting to me badly. My knees were also aching very badly. 
I tried to stand up but struggled so badly. I had gone down to get some painkillers and decided to take them first. But heck where were they?!
I looked around and couldn't find them. I realized I must have dropped it on the way here. Shit. That meant another journey down. I face palmed myself in frustration. I slowly walked over and opened my door when I found Pha about to knock on mine. I was stunned when I saw him glaring at me again.
"Your fever is acting up again right?! And you still dropped your medicine. Stop being so stubborn! Let me in now" and he just pushed his way in gently, holding onto me so that I wouldn't fall over.
He made me sit down whilst he whipped put a small first aid kit from his bag. Does he carry this everywhere?! I heard Pha chuckling at my facial expression.
"Yes, to answer your unspoken question. I do."
I was just shocked. I kept quiet as he took my temperature, tsked at me, and then checked my wounds. 
"Did you clean it today morning?"
"I was supposed to?"
"What are you even.. oh you dog!"
"Hey, watch it!"
"It's formed a pus, no wonder your fever is nearly 40. I gotta clean it and you gotta dress and undress this wound daily. Its not one of those "lick and heal" wounds."
I was about to retort when I shut up looking at Pha's face. He had a point. I was planning to do that exactly. Is that why I feel so ugh? My fever was 40 degrees? I heard Pha say something and it didn't register in my head. He smacked me gently and I looked up at him.
"We are going to get you to take a cold bath ok? I'm going to add some ice to a pail of water and use that to shower. It's going to be mad cold but I need you to do it. Because its the only way your fever can come down."
I nodded slowly. Pha prepared the bath and came to get me. He realized I wasn't up for it and he got a chair, making me sit and he showered me instead. He left my boxers on for modesty. He dunked the water slowly over my head until the pail was finished. I shivered greatly. He wrapped me in a warm towel and got me out. He made me hold onto the bathroom room as he stripped me off my boxes and put on fresh new clothes for me.
He held onto me as I made my way to the bed. He cleaned up the wound again and bandaged it up. He gave me painkillers and a glass of warm milk. I raised my eye at the milk. Once again he glared at me and i defaulted by drinking it quietly. 
I laid down, feeling feverish. Pha checked on me every 20 minutes. At 1 point, he realized I was shivering badly. He bundled up more blankets but it didn't work. As he left to get more blankets, in my feverish haze, I held onto him tightly. He fell onto me abit in the process and I felt his body warmth against me.
"That feels good" I thought I was murmuring in my head and didn't realize I had said it out loud. I didn't even register Pha who was looking at me oddly. He tried to pull away and I whimpered. He came closer and I nestled. Pha finally laid down next to me and took me in his arms tightly. I held onto him, murmuring something in my feverish haze. Pha just shushed and soothed me. 
I fell asleep in a bit, not realising anything. I woke up hours later and found myself in an empty room. I sat up gingerly, wondering what the fuck had happened. Just then, the door opened and Pha came in.
"Hey, how do you feel?"
"Er, ok I guess?"
"Let me take your temp. Hmm good, it went down to 37 degrees. OK good. Take another shower and I will clean your wounds for you."
I nodded and stood up slowly. Pha came to support me and I held onto him as he brought me to the toilet. I happened to glance at his neck and found some hickeys. They looked fresh. Did this guy just step out for some quickie and come back? 
It wasn't in my place to talk but woah. I just showered slowly and came out, feeling abit better compared to earlier. Pha was setting up some food and the smells drew me in. I sat down and slowly helped myself to the soup. 
"Aren't you gonna eat?" 
Pha shook his head. "I usually don't eat dinner. Not used to it."
I didn't say anything and continued eating. In the midst of my meal, I told Pha, "I be fine. Why don't you head home after this?"
"Nevermind. Let me dress your wounds, give you your meds and then I will leave."
"I don't want to inrerrupt any plans you have. I feel bad enough as it is." 
"Don't worry, I don't have any plans. I usually only revise my work. Skipping one day wouldn't hurt."
"By the way, Forth will be back later. He came to see you earlier but you were out like a light."
Pha snorted when he said that and I just hung my head in low key embarrassment. I finished dinner and Pha was helping me to clean up when Forth came by.
"You idiot! Are you ok?!?!?" 
"Yea. Relatively now."
"You are such an idiot you know. Have you apologised to him by the way?"
"Who?"
"Pha, who else?!?! Going around kissing and necking him in your feverish haze. Sheesh Park. Really?!?"
"What? What do you mean?"
"I came by earlier to see you but you were sleeping. Pha answered the door, but his shirt was off, his lips were a little swollen and I saw some hickeys on his neck. I was very confused as he was in your room but he seemed unfazed. Or so like it. He just coolly told me you were thrashing about in your fever, you were very cold. You latched onto him and he let it be as he knew you needed the warmth. But Park, seriously?! How high was your damn fever!?"
"40 degrees..  I swear I didn't know what I did. I saw him with the hickeys but I thought I had interrupted some night plans of his.. fuck. I feel like shit now.."
"Just say sorry, will do. Pha is a nice guy. And he knew you were just sick. Though I'm just surprised to see he seemed OK with it."
I face palmed. I was so embarrassed on many levels and here I still had this man I had attacked in my sleep, calmly washing up dishes in the kitchen. Forth told me to take care, went to say bye to Pha and he left. 
I walked to the kitchen and Pha was there, calmly still washing up.
"Pha."
"Hmm?"
"Ah nothing."
"Is your wounds acting up? Fever?"
He asked, looking at me worriedly. I shook my head and just tried to break out a smile. I don't know if I succeeded but seeing Pha laugh; I knew I failed. I just frowned again. 
I watched as Pha washed up and came over to redress my wounds again. 
I just watched the top of his head as he worked and my eyes flitted to his hickeys again. Without realising it, my fingers crept up to touch them and Pha looked up in surprise.
My eyes widened when I realized what I had done!