Little things

CHAPTER 33

Macau heard the creak of the door as someone opened it and entered the room closing it behind him, he could listen the footsteps approaching towards him, even though he could feel the weight shift on his bed he decided to ignore the person on his bed

he closed his eyes even tighter grabbing his blanket too rigidly making his knuckles go white, he felt his the body move a little as someone sat behind his back, 

The strong hand started caressing his head lightly, trying his best not to wake the other kid, Macau hitched a breath but didn't say anything he still had his eyes shut, he didn't want anyone in the room.

As the man was caressing his head, Macau's emotions blead out he couldn't control his tears, even though he had his eyes shut tight, his small sobs could be heard which he was trying to suppress by covering his mouth with the blanket, this made him shake slightly making his body tremble in bed

"Macau" a soft voice called him, but he didn't reply back he didn't even dare to turn around.

"Just once please.... turn around" the man offered again he didn't stop caressing Macau's head.

Macau sniffled his sobs and turned around slowly, the other man looked at him a little stunned as he could see a disheveled boy with red eyes and stained cheeks turn towards him, his pale skin turned a shade of crimson color due to his weeping.

He got up steadily moving a little behind him to rest his back, Porsche got up to help him but he denied any help, as soon as Macau adjusted his back and was comfortable Porsche sat in front of him and studied the boy closely.

"Thank you" Porsche says in a breath, looking softly at Macau, he tried reaching his hand towards Macau but he stopped himself from doing so, he looked at the weak boy in front of him feeling bad for him.

"You know, Vegas didn't..." He tried again approaching the little boy "Please don't" Macau stops him before he could say anything.

"If you have nothing to talk about, I'm too tired, please excuse me" Macau said moving back to lay on his bed, Porsche grabs his hand immediately stopping him from lying down making the other boy wince in pain.

"I'm sorry" he said swiftly leaving his hand "I didn't mean to...." he tried correcting himself, "It's ok phi" Macau said monotonously, he had never seen Macau talk so lifelessly ever.

"Macau, I just wanted to thank you, I have no idea how to repay you back, you...." Porsche said with a lump forming in his throat while seeing the other boy, he tried his best to conceive his emotions but he couldn't

"It's fine phi, you don't need to, any one would have done the same thing anyways " he darted his eyes trying to avoid Porsche's gaze.

"I don't know about anyone else Macau, but what you did here, I'm sure many wouldn't be able to do it" he said sternly with a reassuring look.

Macau hummed back in response but didn't say anything back, he wanted to ask many thing to Porsche but he held back. Before Porsche could say anything more Macau intervened

"I wasn't going to save him" he said almost in a murmur not seeing Porsche, Porsche kept quite for a moment making the silence in the room unbearable for Macau, his heart was pounding, he knew whatever was said by him were really harsh words but despite, he spoke them

Porsche took a deep breath and moved towards Macau holding his hand between his "But you did" he said with a soft smile. Macau felt relief flush over him when he heard those words, he let out a breath that he was holding for a moment.

"You know I wouldn't have blamed you even if you would have ran away from there," he said squeezing his palms slightly "I'm not saying this to comfort you, I'm saying this because I myself have avoided situations like, so if I blamed you wouldn't I be a hypocrite to do so, don't you think?" he asked softly.