Kylie put on a random movie, neither were paying attention, the tension in the air still thick between them. "We should order take out." Malia suggests. Kylie nods. "Yeah, you're right. What did you want?" She pulls out her phone and opens Postmates. You. Malia stares at her. "Whatever is fine." She smiles. Kylie nods. "Um, chinese?" She smiles. "Yeah, sure." Kylie orders two chow meins, one with beef broccoli and the other with honey walnut shrimp. As they wait for the food, Kylie stands and grabs her crutches. "Where you going?" "Just trying to work out my knee."
Malia nods. The doorbell rings as they both head towards the front door. "Kylie, that's enough for today, go rest. I'll get the food." Malia insists. Kylie sighs and sits back down. She loves couch rotting as much as the next person but when you're forced to do it. It kinda takes the fun out of it. At least she had Malia. She comes back with the food. She goes to the kitchen and grabs two plates and forks. She pours the food and grabs two apple juices from the fridge. She comes back and sets Kylie's food down before she goes back and grabs her food. She walks around the couch and sits back down. She lifts Kylie's leg and places it back down on her lap. They eat and watch the movie, chatting on occasion. "You think they'll cancel the tour?" Kylie asks. Malia sighs. "I hope not." "Me neither, which is why i need to get better ASAP." Kylie shakes her head. Malia rests her hand on her leg. "Kylie, don't push yourself. So the tour gets postponed, or even cancelled. Your health comes first." Kylie smiles. "Thanks Maliki."
They finish eating and Malia throws away the trash and does the dishes. "I feel bad, at least let me help." Kylie begs. "You wanna help? Sit there and look pretty." Malia smirks. Kylie rolls her eyes. "You have no problem doing that." Kylie laughs. "God Malia, you're such a flirt." "I don't mean to be." She shrugs. "That's a lie!" Kylie laughs. She finishes the dishes and leaves them on the rack to dry. She checks the time on the stove. 9:14 "How about i run you a bath?" Malia smiles. Kylie nods. "A bath would be nice, thanks." She helps Kylie to the bathroom and sits her down on the toilet. She turns on the faucet and turns on the hot water. She grabs a towel as Kylie ties up her hair. She then takes off her shirt. She goes to take off her pants when she pauses. "Uh, Malia?" "Yes?" She turns to her. "Can you help me undress?" Kylie asks shyly. Malia smiles and nods. "Come here." She grabs the hem of her pants as Kylie lifts her hips slightly so Malia can slide her pants off. "Um, do you think you could....?" Kylie nods. "Yeah, i got it." She quickly takes her underwear off as Malia looks away. She keeps her eyes on the ceiling lights as she reaches her arms out. Kylie grabs them and pulls herself up. She limps to the tub and sits on the edge.
"Uh...." How was she gonna do this? She can't just slide in, she'll fall. "Did you need help?" Malia asks, her eyes still fixed on the ceiling. "Yeah, I can't get in the tub. At least not without falling on my ass." Kylie laughs. Malia giggles as she slowly reaches out. "Malia, you can look, we're both girls." Kylie smiles. She slowly looks down and locks eyes with Kylie. She doesn't dare look any further down. She reaches out and picks her up bridal style before slowly and gently placing her in the tub, her arms getting wet in the process. "Thanks." Kylie whispered. Malia nods. "You're welcome." She whispered back. "Um, I'll be outside, just let me know if you need any help." Kylie nods. Malia dries her arms and leaves, closing the door behind her. She goes back to the kitchen and cleans up everything. Wiping down the counter, cleaning the sink, sweeping the floors. She's about to take out the trash when she hears Kylie call for her. "I'm coming!" She shouts.
She opens the door as Kylie pulls the drain plug out. "Hey, you done?" Kylie nods. Malia holds out her hands. Kylie grabs them and helps herself stand up carefully. Malia grabs a towel and hands it to her. She turns away as Kylie dries herself. Once she's done, she helps Kylie step out of the tub. "Ow!" She nearly slips before Malia catches her. Her arms wrap around her waist as their noses touch. "You ok?" She asks. Kylie nods. "Thanks." Malia nods as well. "Of course." She helps her stand and get out of the tub. She holds out Kylie's underwear while closing her eyes. Kylie steps into them, putting pressure on her other leg as she leans on the wall for support. Malia pulls them up the rest of the way. They both get ready for bed, stealing glances in the mirror as they brush their teeth. Malia helps Kylie to her bed and sits down. "Finally." Kylie sighs. She reaches over and takes her medicine.
"Um, if you need anything in the middle of the night. Just let me know, i can get it for you." Malia smiles. Kylie smiles back and nods. "Thank you." She heads to the guest room. "Malia?" "Yeah?" She turns around. "Sleep with me?" Kylie bites her lip. Malia raises her eyebrows. "Not like that! You know what i mean!" Malia laughs as she walks back to the bed. She climbs in and gets under the covers. "I know." She nods. She reaches over and turns off the bedside lamp. "Goodnight Kylie-boo." She smiles in the dark. "Goodnight Maliki." Kylie smiles. Sometime in the middle of the night, Kylie rolls over and lays her head on Malia's chest. Malia startles awake before she realizes it's only Kylie. She smiles as she smells her shampoo near her nose. She kisses the top of her head and goes back to sleep.
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Love Therapy
FanfictionWhen an accident during rehearsals causes Kylie to end up in physical therapy, Malia is the only one who can help her