Shredded

rice wine

Kinn wakes up with a terrible headache.

"Ah." He groaned.

He sit up and look around for a second he forget where he is.
He looked around.

"Porsche" he whispered.
He tried to stand but the ache attacks.

He lied down and he feels like the world is turning.

He keep still and closed his eyes.
Everything feels better.

He heard the door opened he wants to say a word.
But he feels like even that simple act can hurt him.

"Still sleeping?" Porsche asked.

"I'm awake.." Kinn mumbled.

"Can you sit down?" Porsche asked

"I feel dizzy" Kinn said

Porsche them sit beside him.
Gently pull his head up and placed all pillows on his head and behind him. He is now on sitting position but reclined on the pillows.

He gently opened his eyes.

"Rice wine knock you down" Porsche said.
"Have some coffee." handed him a cup of coffee the smell is calming and helps him sooth the pain a little bit.

"It's sweet" he said.

"You need it" Porsche commented.

Porsche then holds a bowl of porridge in front of him.
It looks good and well prepared. It's not soupy. And there's sunny side up egg topped with chopped green onions
Them chicken thinly sliced on the side. And all is topped with little chili flakes and fried garlic.

Porsche scooped a spoon and feed him.
He opened his mouth.
Tasting it. It's good.

He forget about headache and focus on the food.
Porsche grabbed him another bowl after he finished one. Also topped with the first bowl.

Kinn enjoys his breakfast on bed fed to him
And his coffee.

Then a medicine is given to him.

"Helps with the headache." Porsche said.

He took and drink it.

Porsche then removed some of the pillows. He saw Porsche arranged the bowl and cup on the tray with a pot on a tray.

"Have you eaten your breakfast?" He asked.

"Yes I did.  I'll be back" Porsche said.

Kinn nod his head.

Porsche came back with a small cooler. Placed it on the floor near him.
Porsche checked on his temperature.
Then lied beside him.
He leaned his body on Kinn and closed his eyes.

Kinn later realized Porsche went to sleep. He looks tired.

Kinn think hard.
Mostly he can't remember his dreams.
But last night he dreamt of Porsche sipping his whole body.
And giving him medicine.
He remembered he vommited twice. Porsche lead him to the bathroom and he also vommited on Porsche.

"It was not a dream" he said moved Porsche hair that falls on his forehead. Kissed it.

"You did not said a word." He whispered.

He removed another pillow so he can lay perfectly. So Porsche can also have a good position. For Porsche made his arm his own pillow.

He positioned Porsche in better posture so he can have a good rest.

He pecked on Porsche lips and lied beside him.
He cuddled Porsche.
He can feel the heavy breathing near to snoring.

"Sorry for making you this tired na" he whispered on his beloved ear.
"Fandina khab" he whispered again.
He also closed his eyes.