Keep Your Enemies Closer

Something is bothering him

After what felt like more than hours, the water started getting cold and I was about to get out when I heard a knock on the door.
"Hey, I brought you your underwear. Get out soon, because I have to tell you something!" I heard Chandler's voice.

"Alright!" I yelled back and heard him leave. I didn't even mind the fact that he touched my underwear, because I was worried what he wanted to tell me. He sounded a little off there, so I quickly got out of the tub, dried myself and got dressed with the dry underwear Chandler placed on the bed.

"Finally." I jumped as soon as I heard his voice. He was leaning against the wall next to the door. I just got out of the guest room and was on my way to his.
"Hey, what's up?" I asked, running a hand through my still damp hair.

When he started grinning widely, I frowned and crossed my arms over my chest. Was he laughing at me? Did I say something out loud?

"What is it?" I asked perplexed.
"You look funny in my clothes, so small." He shrugged and I rolled my eyes.
"Not my fault you're a giant." I scoffed.

"Whatever, I actually came to tell you-you're clothes aren't dry yet." I expected something else, so I just nodded.
"To be honest I thought so, let's hope they'll be dry when it's time for me to leave." I said and he nodded in agreement.

"Was there anything else?" I asked, making him shake his head with a much too innocent look.
"Nope." He said and I nodded slowly.
"Okay." I said and he bit his lip, before turning around.

"Let's go, I've been waiting for my massage all day." He said as he lead me to his room again. I rolled my eyes and followed him to the couch.
"Let's watch a DVD, shall we?" I heard him ask as I settled down.

I was actually interested, but shrugged carelessly. I watched him put a disk into the side of his TV and waited for him to sit down next to me. I know he had his head on my lap the first day, but it surprised me. I forgot I was supposed to be his masseur, what was I thinking?

I started massaging his scalp and he sighed while pressing play with the remote. I gaped at the curtains as they closed automatically.
"So I picked up this movie earlier today and I have a feeling you'll like it." He said and I lifted an eyebrow when I glanced down at him.

"Shh, it's on." He said and looked at the screen. I rolled my eyes, because I didn't even say anything, nor was I planning on it. So I looked at the screen while gently massaging his head on my lap. A gasp escaped my lips when I saw the familiar boy dragging his sister down the stairs.

"I'm guessing you know it?" He asked and I nodded eagerly, a huge smile playing on my lips. I didn't even know you could still buy this movie in stores.
"The railway children, it's one of my favorite movies." I told him and he only smiled up at me, before looking back at the screen.

We watched the movie silently and I stole glances at Chandler whenever I thought I wanted to see his reaction. After half of the move, he sat up and sat normally. I'm guessing he did that because he didn't want to fall asleep, since he kept yawning.

"How did you like it?" I heard him ask after the movie was over and I gave him an amused look.
"It's your first time watching it, I should ask you that." I answered and he chuckled.
"How many times have you watched it?" He asked with interest as he put the disk back in its case.

"A few, but not enough to be sick of it yet." I answered and stretched on the couch. Chandler nodded and looked at me from where he was standing. I didn't know what was wrong with him, but there was something bothering him, I saw that.

"What is it Chandler?" I asked impatiently and he shook his head.
"I'm just hungry, go make me a sandwich." He ordered and my jaw almost dropped, but I shook my head and stood up. When he called out for me again, I was some sort of hopeful that he was only joking and he was calling me back.

"I don't like tomatoes and toast the bread." He dismissed me and I nodded. I quickly ran downstairs, not knowing why I felt the way I felt right now. I shouldn't expect so much from him. After all he blackmailed me to be his personal slave, what good guy does that?

But he could be so nice at times. I just didn't get him. It's like he can't decide what role he wants to play. I rolled my eyes as I forcefully spread some butter on the bread, before putting ham and cheese on it. I put it in the grill toaster thingy and waited a few minutes before I put it on a plate for Chandler.

It looked actually pretty delicious and I had to hold myself back from taking a bite, since I was pretty hungry myself. When I called out his name, he quickly ran downstairs to eat his food. I stood there awkwardly, trying to avoid watching him eat.

He didn't give away any sounds, so I had no idea if he liked it or not. But that was a simple toast, so I couldn't have done a lot wrong, right? When I heard him stand up and near me, I looked up. He smiled kindly and I thought he was going to give me a compliment, but then he thrust the plate against my stomach.

"Wash the dishes and then come upstairs to massage my back."