Fae's Painted Secrets

Chapter 8

You were making your way up the stairs trying not to groan with each movement, not wanting to worry the kind man who'd been thoughtful enough to bring you dinner. Even though you didn't show it, you were eternally grateful for his thoughtful gesture. Because honestly if he hadn't shown up baring the amazing smelling gifts, you probably would have just gone to bed without eating. Although the hot shower had helped, you were still extremely sore and bordering on pain. As much as you loved what you did, you couldn't lie and say it was easy on your body.

Finally making it upstairs you went to head for the kitchen to collect silverware and plates when Hobi shooed you over to the living room area. "Nope, go get comfortable and I'll handle this." He insisted while giving you a stern look. Holding your hands up in surrender you walked over to your couch and sat with a relieved sigh on it. You watched with amusement as Hobi tried to figure out where everything was and giggled as he came in cheering his good fortune of finding everything.

As he set all of the food out on the coffee table and fixed your plates, you had to check to make sure you weren't drooling at the sight and smell of it. Blushing when you realized he caught you trying to discreetly wipe the corner of your mouth. "If you think it's drool worthy now, just wait until you taste it" he said with a wink and a smile while handing you a plate. Taking a quick bite, you couldn't bite back the moan that came out from the flavors bursting over your taste buds. "Oh my god I think I just had a foodgasm" you exclaimed while laying your head on the back of the couch.

"Well, I'm glad you like it" he said while grinning, enjoying your reaction. You fell into a peaceful silence as you both devoured the food he'd brought. Only the occasional happy moan breaking it. Once you had eaten everything on your plate, you set it on the coffee table and leaned back rubbing your stomach. "My god that definitely hit the spot. You'll have to tell me the restaurant because I'm about to become a regular" you joked. "Gladly" he said while collecting the dishes and trash, taking it into the kitchen while you moved to stop him. "No, you sit and relax. Like I said I've got it" he said pointedly at you.

Crossing your arms over your chest you pouted at him, feeling bad that he was doing all of this. "Hobi as much as I appreciate all of this, you really don't have to." You told him while pouting more when you saw him loading the plates into the dish washer. Once he was done he stared at you. "Fae, your sore and hurting. And don't try to deny it. I'm not blind. It's taken no time at all for me to load 2 plates and 2 forks into the dishwasher. So, relax. I've got this" he said while staring you down.

Sighing you nodded. "It's not that bad, just stiff" you tried to play it off making him scoff and shake his head. "Yeah and I'm the president of the country" he scoffed while moving back to the couch and sitting next to you. Once he was comfortable he made grabby hands at your legs making you scrunch your eyebrows in disbelief. "Umm yes?" you asked while trying not to laugh at how adorable he was being. "Give me your legs. People may say I have a magical smile, but honestly my hands are my secret cure all." He said with a grin and wiggling his fingers at you making you laugh.

"Is that so? And what do you plan on doing with those hands?" you asked while crooking an eyebrow at him. "Why I'm going to be a proper gentleman and massage the pain away." He said in a posh tone drawing another laugh out of you. "Is that so?" you asked with a grin making him nod. "I've been told that I can cure all aches and pains with these hands" he continued to look at his hands as if he were amazed. Biting your lip, you gave in and slowly started to raise your legs while trying to hide the wince.

He stood up quickly and leaned over and lifted you up into a bridal carry. "Nope that won't do. Let's get you comfortable so I can work on your back as well" he said while walking towards your bedroom. "Well, this just escalated quickly" you joked making him grin at you. "I promise to be a perfect gentleman while in the confines of your bed chamber" he said resuming the posh tone while he carried you into your room and paused while looking at your bed. "Well not going to lie, that looks downright comfy." He commented while noticing the nest you had created of pillows and blankets. Blushing you hid your face in his shoulder. "Yeah, it's just something I like to do, makes it feel like I'm being cuddled." You admitted shyly.