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2 Weeks Later
I walked into Keyon's home with a few bags full of things for the baby shower. It had been a few weeks since he had been shot and his recovery was going well. Due to being shot in the abdomen, the pain caused him to have a bit of trouble walking so he was slowly but surely recovering.
" Why are you in here cooking? I said I was going to do it when I got back." I muttered as I walked into the kitchen.
" You good baby. Go sit down." Keyon told me as he chopped the hamburger meat up with a spatula.
" Messiah stop playing with me." I retorted making a face at him.
" You need to go sit down. Like right now." I continued to speak going over to the sink to wash my hands.
" Boog Ian handicap. I'm straight, I got this." Keyon responded continuing to chop the meat up.
I rinsed the soap off my hands and grabbed a sheet of paper towel, drying them off before turning to turn the water off.
" Bae you are handicap at the moment. Go sit down and let me do my thing. I don't want you to be in pain."
" I'm not in pain. I'm straight. I promise." He swore looking into my eyes. " Okay, well I need to clean your wounds so come to the room really quickly."
" Aight here I come." Keyon muttered sitting the spatula down.
I walked to his room and sat my purse down on his bed. I then made my way to his bathroom and grabbed a rag out of the closet. I reached under the cabinet and grabbed the mild baby soap. I turned the water on and began to wet the rag before squeezing a bit of soap onto the rag. I let it get it soapy and turned the water off.
Keyon walked into the bathroom with his shirt off. I began to wash the wounds with the soapy rag. They were healing up pretty well.
After washing them, I reached over to sink and began to rinse the rag off. I then wiped the soap away with the clean rag. I hung the rag on the hook and turned around to get another one out of the cabinet.
I grabbed it and began to dry the wounds off. " You think they need to breathe?" I asking in reference to the wounds.
" Naw put some of them patches on." Keyon muttered looking at himself in the mirror. The 'wound' on his face had healed up pretty well. It was now turning into a scab.
I reached into the medicine cabinet and pulled out a few gauze patches and some cleaning pads that didn't contain rubbing alcohol.
I opened the packages and began to wipe his wounds with those. I then opened the gauze patches and placed them correctly over his wounds.
He grabbed my face and place a multitude of kisses on my lips. " Thank you baby." He muttered against my lips before he began to kiss me again.
" You're welcome boo" I responded wrapping my arms around his neck.
