His hand shakily moved closer to Hudson's, his pinky finger slightly overlapping Hudson's own. The palm of Hudson's hand was rough and calloused but the top of it wasn't. It was smooth and honey-colored and sent chills down Eli's spine.
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Nick immediately started his day bad when he woke up to a screaming headache that wouldn't cease until he got back to Hudson's house. It was strange for him to wake up in a different room, he had never had a sleepover as a kid, but he wished this was under different circumstances. Although his body was significantly feeling better after his nights rest, his head didn't feel any different. It pounded on and on with these stupid thoughts than never seemed to stop. He wanted it to stop. And that's how he ended up where he was, his forehead bruised and scraped open and blood staining the bathroom wall. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Four Hours Earlier Eli woke up next to Hudson, as he has been the past few days. He still couldn't get used to having his arms bare, goosebumps constantly rose on his skin and the thin hair on his arms stood up from the cold. He began to notice the way his face had a warm tint to the skin again instead of a cool tone and he noticed the amount of weight he had begun to gain, although he still needed to gain more.
Hudson smiled at Eli when he woke up, his black hair a fluffy mess and Hudson wanted to reach out to ruffle it a bit but he knew better than to do something like that right when Eli woke up. The sun wasn't up yet and the entire house was cold as Eli, eyes still closed, crawled out of bed and announced that he was going to take a shower.
Hudson chucked slightly and shook his head as he watched as Eli almost ran into the door before he remembered to reach his hand out. Hudson laid back on his bed, waiting for Eli to come back so he could take his own shower. He heard the sound of the water rushing through the pipes and out through the faucet head. He blushed a little as his thoughts got the best of him and he quickly shook his head as if that would send his thoughts out through his ears. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Eli stripped out of his clothes, letting his other marks meet the white light from the bathroom. He may have shown Hudson his arms but he wasn't ready to show any other parts of his skin. He no longer felt his eyes water as he looked in the mirror, but that hatred was still there deep within his bones, but he had grown numb to it. He got in the shower, feeling the hot water hit his back. He reached for the shampoo, the kind he new Hudson used, and lathered up his hair with sudsy foam. This was the second time showering at Hudson's house, every other time he was too scared to. He didn't exactly know why other than the small possibility that he might freak out in the shower and Hudson would have to help him, and the thought of Hudson seeing all of him was terrifying. But now that he was a little more comfortable, he was able to risk taking a shower there. Besides, he actually got to use a nice shower with nice products, not dish soap. He was ashamed of the fact that he didn't own shampoo or shower gel at home, but he was glad that he would be able to smell Hudson's scent throughout the day even when he wasn't with him. The thought that he could have a full on meltdown all alone but would at least be able to smell part of Hudson was comforting to him.
