Day 2

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I woke up to hear a pan clatter to the floor and Domanik yelling the ABC's of swear words. "Domanik? Are you okay?" I asked rounding the corner in a hurry and almost slipped. "I um don't come in here, I um....uh this is embarrassing." I peered into the kitchen and found him with his arm under running water, and a pan of bacon on the floor. "Grease?" He nodded his head. I carefully walked in, and picked up the pan. "I can clean this up, go to the bathroom I will be in there in a few minutes." He slowly walked out, and instead of sitting in the bathroom, he sat on the floor of the living room, where he could peer into the kitchen and watch me clean. I grabbed a towel and rag from the linen closet and started wiping the grease away. "I'm sorry, I uh meant to um I just wanted to um do something for you but uh." I finished cleaning and brought Domanik to the bathroom. "Sit and let me see your arm." I grabbed the gauze and burn treatment from the medicine cabinet. "When did you get those?" I looked at him and smiled, "I figured something like this would happen, so yesterday on my way here I went to the store and bought some stuff I figured you wouldn't have." I reached for his arm, but he kept it behind his back. "Let me see your arm." He shook his head "no" and got up. I closed the door and locked it, but I knew that wouldn't be enough to keep him from running out. "Let me see your arm please." But he wouldn't budge. "Domanik! If it is as bad as you are making it seem then it could worsen and become infected! Now let me see!" He backed away and looked down. "Can I have a kiss first?" I bit my tongue as a way to keep from screaming, and I went ahead and kissed him as grossly as I could. "Ew! Noelle seriously?!" I wiped my mouth and grabbed his arm. "Thanks for letting me finally see your arm, you big baby." He frowned, and his face went red. "I'm not a baby." I ran my fingers through his hair, and he seemed to lighten up a bit. "Okay, I'm sorry, well hun this isn't bad, it'll be fine tomorrow, just don't mess with it." I put everything back and walked out of the bathroom. "Hun.....I uh....I'm hungry...." I looked over at him and smiled. "You can't have cookies for breakfast."

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