can i be close to you ~ boreo

part seven 3/3

it wasn't easy, it took a lot of time, but we made it to my house. i helped boris lay down on my couch.

as soon as he got comfortable, i rushed to the kitchen to get an ice pack or something.

but when i made it to the fridge, we didn't have any of those. didn't really surprise me. i settles on taking a cold bottle of wine. i know how weird and crazy it sounds, but it was the only thing. literally.

i walked back over to boris, with the huge ass wine bottle in my hand.

"put this on your eye, i'll get some toilet paper or something" i said, handing him the cold bottle.

he held it. i watched him furrow his eyebrows as in why this huge thing. but he didn't say anything, he just shrugged it off and put it on his eye.

i walked upstairs, not in a hurry. i was just thinking about how happy i was for going over to his house, but also thinking about what would've happened if i didn't.

when i made it upstairs, i went to the bathroom and got a bunch of toilet paper and aspirin. i didn't know what else to get, i didn't think there was anything else i could get that was available.

rushing back downstairs, i saw that boris was just looking at the ceiling, still holding the giant bottle against his face.

"hey.." i said, giving him the medicine and toilet paper. he declined the toilet paper, but immediately took the aspirin.

"do you need water?" i asked him. he shook his head.

"no. i'll just use wine" he picked the bottle up and surprisingly opened it with no help.

he took two pills out and swallowed them both, then taking two huge sips of the wine. i raised my eyebrows and smiled a little bit.

since it was boris, i wasn't really surprised he did this, but it was still kind of weird.

he closed the bottled again and put it on his swollen eye.

popchyk suddenly became interested and came trotting on over to us. i picked him up and started ruffling his ears.

"what are you gonna tell them." i said, a few seconds after silence.

"eh?"

"at school. the teachers, kids. they're gonna ask..." he smirked.

"i'll tell them you did it!" he said, chuckling.

"no you won't."

"yes i will."

"boris."

"potter." we made strong eye contact, but then i looked away.

when i looked back over to him the toilet paper was still on his lap.

"so are you just gonna let yourself bleed to death, not even try to stop the blood?" i asked him.

"i won't die. i'll take a bath tomorrow morning, and then i'll be fine."

"no you won't, you're really beat up you know..." i said reasonably.

"he's done worse to me and i've recovered." he said, looking away from me and now at popchyk.

"but still, boris. i'm serious."

"i'm serious too!" popchyk was starting to squirm, so i set him back down.

"you shouldn't stay with him boris" i told him, sitting down.

"where would i stay, with you?"

"well i mean yeah, you're usually always with me all the time anyway. would your dad notice?"

"sure. but he wouldn't care." he looked at popchyk, who was just sitting in front of boris. he dropped down a hand to pet him.

"wow. and my dad loves you so i guess you're staying here?"

"not possible"

"what?"

"i mean yeah. but not permanently"

"why not? you told me your dad killed a man one day! i don't want to go to your house one day and see you lying dead on the floor because your dad beat you to death!" he didn't say anything.

"he won't."

"huh. maybe not. but i'm just saying, it's really possible boris. you know that." i stood up and started walking to the kitchen to get something to eat.

"are we skipping tomorrow?" i asked him, opening my pantry.

"obviously. i feel like shit." boris replied. i snickered.

"yeah i know. just asking. but hey, my dad and xandra are supposed to be home this weekend so we can eat out again soon." boris didn't reply but i know he heard me.

about five minutes later, i finally decided that there wasn't anything to my likings and i would just eat later tonight.

i began walking back to the living room.

"you still using the wine bottle?" i asked him. he didn't reply.

"boris?" i looked at him. he was asleep. i smiled in awe and took the wine bottle off of him. although i knew he was hurting, he looked to be sleeping peacefully.

you'll be okay, boris. i'll make sure of it