| The Neigh-Boy Might Need Someone... | P. Michael Afton x P. Xavier Anderson |

~Chapter 6: Another one...~

Tme: 6:50am, Place: The neighbor
Saturday
Michael pov:
I woke up, but I was still tired of opening my eyes. I felt comfortable surrounding me. I started moving around. Then I felt something touching my back. I flinched and shivered myself up, only to feel a bit dizzy. When I came to reality, I saw Xavier under me. "Uh-... Good morning?-" "The hell Xavier!" I yelled out, noticing one of my legs in between his and the other one around his one. I get my fists up, getting ready to punch his "Hay, hay! Calm downnn! You fell asleep on me first!" He said, sounding not surprised at all at my actions, holding my hand as I saw him blushing. I was flustered too, but looked away, sighting as I calmed down. I was holding myself with my one hand between his arm and wrist. Trying to get up, I made eye contact with him and he wrapped his arms around my shoulders. He pulled me down on his chest and I just yelled his name out "XAVIER!"...

I was sitting on the couch with my hands crossed and flustered face as I tried hiding it with my hoodie and looking away from Xavier. "I'm sorry..." He said quietly, almost a whisper as he was sitting on the floor beside me, holding his cheek because I punched him there pretty harshly, but by accident, I swear!

I stayed quiet as I was just processing what happened. My attention got on Xavier as he got up and started walking upstairs. "Where are you going?..." I asked him and he turned around "To shower... Why?" There was a bit of silence, because, honestly, what can I say now? "You wanna come too?" I felt like hearing up as I heard him say that "What?! No! Of course no! Do you want a black eye or something?!" "Geez, calm down, you angry fox. I was just joking around" he said rolling his eyes and going upstairs...

Time skip:7:30am
I was still on the couch, just sitting there as I waited for Xavier to come. I was lost in my thoughts of everything that happened, until I heard a voice "Oh". I looked up and saw Xavier in new clothes "You're bleeding again" I looked at my knees and saw bloody clothes. Xavier just sighted "Lift your trousers up, I'll go get some new bandage for you.

I did as I was told until he was back with the first aid again. He kneeled down and started unwrapping the old bandage off as I was just looking at him. His grip was soft and enjoyable, tho he was just holding my leg... "Xavier?" "Yeah?" He looked up at me "Uh... Where did you learn to bandage someone?" I asked him in confusion and he just chuckled. "My mother used to be a doctor..." "Oh... Well, that explains a lot I guess" and he continues on with what he was doing for some time. "Now my turn to ask" I listened "How did you get these cuts in your legs?... They're not from the fight, am I right?" Uhm... Well... I forgot about these. "I broke the glass and it fell on my leg..." "And the other one then?" "Well... Uhm... I fell on some broken glass a week ago or so...

He just chuckled and said "alright then", as he was hoping for it to be true in his voice, even tho he knew I was lying. "Wanna eat something?" He asked me again, finishing with bandaging my legs and putting my trousers back down to cover my knees. "Not hungry" I said as he started unwrapping the bandages on my face. "Are you sure? You barely ate anything yesterday" I slightly nodded. "You're getting me worried about you, you know that?" He said in a concentrated voice, begin gently with my face wounds.

"Why?" I asked as he stopped what he was doing only to look me in the eyes. "You're barely eating and you always lie... Have injuries on your body, you fight a lot..." He stopped talking as he saw me getting a bit uncomfortable. "But after all... It's your life" he continued wrapping bandages, trying to calm me a little. Is this how a care feels like?... If so, it's scary uncomfortable...

"Wanna go to the park?" "No. I don't like parks" Xavier was just blinking at me, annoyed eyes in me as I laughed. "Then take me wherever you want to" "Alright" I said and walked to get my shoes on, but Xavier didn't move. "Come on" "Are you serious going out with those bloody clothes on? You look like you just killed something" Oh yeah... I totally forgot about it. "Alright, I'll go home and-" "You can use my clothes" he cut me off and I felt that weird feeling again... I? To wear HIS clothes?... "Feel free to choose whatever you want" "Alright than..." I said we walked up stairs to his room, him leading the way. Xavier opened his wardrobe revealing what he has in. I looked around and he actually had a lot of clothes. I like it. I chose some grey-ish baggy jeans and a blue hoodie.