Decalcomania

pt3

 we finished decorating our plates and placed them on the table, pancakes with syrup and blueberries, topped off with few slices of strawberry, waffles, boiled eggs, cheese, toast with butter and jam. Last but not lease orange juice and water.

"I'm going to take the tray for Alvin and come back!" I informed Sophia and she nodded.

We wanted him to have breakfast with us but I know he won't agree, especially when Sophia is there. I don't know why he hates her that much, probably she reminds him of Leyla, after all she is her sister and she has some of her features.

I knocked the door couple of times but he didn't answer, did I really expect him to answer?

I managed to open the door gently and titled my head inside, there he was, sitting on the edge of the bed with his head hanging low, I couldn't tell if he was lost on his thoughts that he didn't notice me or was he actually ignoring me. I noticed his hair was wet and he was perfectly dressed on, black joggers and cotton flannel shirt. Am I allowed to say that he looks absolutely attractive?

I smiled to myself at the sight and walked closer to him, lightly placing the tray on the bed "here is your breakfast!" I softly said, and he still kept ignoring my existence, "you hair is wet!" I raised my voice. He could catch a cold. I quickly walked to the bathroom, grabbed a towel and walked back to him. "Look at me!" I ordered and there was no answer!

"Alvin, lift your head up!" I again said, and he was still in the same position. 'Why is he so stubborn?' I thought to myself as I stared at him for few seconds.

I knelt down, coming face to face with him, I placed the towel over his head and gently dried his wet hair "you will catch a cold!" I said through the process. His dark eyeballs were stuck on me, analyzing my face and sneaking under my skin, I felt nervous at his intense glare and I could feel my cheeks burning red, I wanted to know what was he thinking about! And why am I suddenly allowed to touch him, he didn't say anything or even stop me.

"This is the last warning!" he suddenly uttered, "take your hands off me!"

Well, seems like he read my thoughts, I burst into laughter at the silly coincidence while he confusedly stared at me, "what?" he said, his lips were somehow pouting.

"You are so adorable!" I answered and continued drying his hair until it was finally dry. My eyes traveled all over his body and I gently fixed the shirt that was a bit misplaced.

He looked gorgeous and smelled like citrus soap. But as I was enjoying the view in front of me, I noticed few bruises on his neck bleeding. Probably he was too hard on them when he took a shower. I straight away stood up and searched for the first aid box, thankfully it was easy to find.

I knelt back and applied a thin layer of Neosporin cream, it will boost his skin's natural healing process and reduce scarring. And then I placed clean and sterile plasters on the bruises, he was calm unlike usual, he didn't complain or argued about the skinship we were having, he just stared at me in a way I could never explain.

"There you are!" I proudly said, "Now, it is time for breakfast!" I pointed at the tray, but his eyeballs didn't move from me, still making me feel shy and nervous for God knows why.

"Get out!" he raised his voice, there we go again, back to his rude and outraged side, I ignored what he said and took the toast "I will feed you myself then!" I challenged him.

I waited the moment he parted his lips to yell at me and I stuffed the food inside his mouth, his eyes widened at my sudden attack and he paused for few seconds before swiftly munching the food and swallowing it. I noticed his eyes sparkling at the delicious taste of the toast and the jam, I chuckled softly at his reaction before he rose up on his feet and grabbed my arm "get out!" he dragged me to the door and threw me out, well, it wasn't in an aggressive manner, he was gentle this time.

I walked downstairs as soon as he shut the door close, still giggling all the way to the kitchen.

"What happened?" Sophia said as she took a gulp of her orange juice.

"He is so adorable, I can't with him!" I giggled more

"You are blushing!" Sophia smirked, I playfully rolled my eyes and grabbed a seat, "it's just too hot here!" I answered and began eating the delicious food we made. I hope he enjoys it as well.

I can't help but wonder what is happening in the asylum now, how is my team doing! The thought of them being hurt is killing me. Leyla can't hurt them, right? I mean they can just blame me for everything. It is me who had done everything, why would they be punished.