Purple runes in my memories

Chapter 4

On the fifth day Freed got up early like he always did and stepped outside his room after the shower and dressing up. Because of the sudden moving around yesterday his leg was aching more today, but he decided not to care about it. He needed to get up from the bed or he would never heal properly.

With difficulties he finally made his way to the first floor and looked around. Kitchen should be somewhere around here. Today he would be the one to make the breakfast. He absolutely needed to do something to make himself useful or he would go insane.

The kitchen was big and Freed smiled when he saw how clean and well organized it was. Now this was a real kitchen! Who wouldn't want to make food here?

Greenette took off the sling around his neck that was supporting his arm and put it on the table. He could use his arm if he was careful, so he started to look around. After searching he found what he needed and put all the ingredients on the table near the glass bowl and a whisk. Then he started to make pancake batter, humming at the same time like he usually did.

After the batter was ready he grabbed the pan and put it on the stove. This was going nicely, he could move almost normally when he just remembered not to take too swift steps or try to lift something too heavy.

But he completely forgot about his side that was patched up well and supported, but it was still painfull if something hit it. And when he took the bowl in his hands and turned, he bumped his side against the corner of the table. Freed inhaled sharply and maybe he let out a cry he wasn't sure. The pain was so bad for a moment he saw stars and it took a moment for him to realise he had collapsed on the floor. Oh god that hurt like hell! He hissed in pain and grabbed his arm around his waist like that would help in any way.

Freed finally woke up from his pain when he felt hands that supported him as he was sitting on the floor. Hands grabbed his shirt that was now covered with batter and pulled it off with one swift move.

"Don't move", Rufus ordered when Freed opened his eyes finally. "There are glass shards around the floor", blond explained and he leaned closer to check Freed's side. "I don't see any blood but we still need to check your wound properly if it opened again."

"I did not mean to do that", Freed panted and finally he was starting to get used to the pain. "I was starting to make pancakes but then I apparently bumped on the corner of the table..."

"We need to get you back to bed", Rufus said and he gently helped the rune mage to stand up and then sit down on the nearest chair. "Honestly, in a moment when I leave you alone you do something you shouldn't. Maybe I should take you to my bedroom so I can keep an eye on you", he smirked.

"Eh? I-I don't believe that is necessary", Freed stuttered.

"What a shame. Now let's take a look at that wound", Rufus said and he gently started to unwrap the bandages.

"I'm sorry about the mess", Freed muttered ashamed.

"It's alright", Rufus purred. "But you need a shower", he chuckled and Freed realised there were batter even in his hair. He hissed slightly when Rufus carefully removed the patch that was on the wound under the bandages.

"You're lucky, this doesn't seem that bad", Rufus said. "Stitches are not torn. But it will probably hurt the rest of the day so after the shower you should stay in the bed."

"That might be the best idea", Freed sighed.

"That IS the best idea", Rufus said. "Can you stand on your own?"

Freed stood up and grunted in pain. It was really hard to stand up straight.

"That is no good, you might fall", blond said. "It's better if I help you." He would do that gladly.