"He's screaming again."
He sighs happily. "I know. Isn't it cute?"
He taps me on the head and my eyes finally open all of the way. I'm on the floor in a room. It's not the dorm. It's not Yuuei. It's the leaky warehouse this time. This is more tolerable.
She glares at me from where she's leaning on the wall nearby and crosses her arms. "It's not cute. It's loud," she grimaces.
"Ignore her," he says to me as I pull myself up into a sitting position. He frowns and tousles my hair. "I miss your spikes. We need to figure out a way to get our hands on some hair gel. The wet cat look isn't for you."
I sneeze and he grins and blushes. Who would have thought a sneeze could bring someone so much joy? She groans and kicks the floor. "I sneezed last night too, you know."
"Yeah, I know. You got spittle all over my face," he says, not pulling his eyes off of me. He lifts my dingy hair out of my face and frowns. "You're really hot. Are you feeling sick?"
"No," I say.
"You're sick," he states.
"Okay."
He pushes me back down on the mat and lies down next to me, pulling the blanket back over us. "I won't ever leave you," he whispers into my ear.
I hurriedly roll over and vomit into the wet ground. She bursts into laughter. He hurriedly sits up but I hold out my hand to hold him back. "I'm fine."
"You're not."
"Okay."
"I'm here."
"Okay.
She snorts.
We both lie back down and I can feel him staring at me. He never blinks, not even once. "What do you want to do today?" he asks.
He asks me that every day. I never answer.
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