This was so stupid. Honestly, he can take care of himself. He doesn't need another man's help. But just this once, he had to. To get better. No matter how much it humiliated him in his mind.

Mydei lounged on the luxurious couch of the hotel in Okhema. There wasn't much to do when you were injured, there was the occasional person trying to talk to him or help, but he simply denied them off or flat out ignored them, as if they weren't even there. He didn't mind company, but he'd prefer to be alone if he could choose to. You were an exception though, being the only man he could ever stand. Mydei enjoyed your presence, finding himself going along with you wherever you went, like a lost puppy. Or a puppy who also bit, at that.

So as Mydei lounged, he laid there thinking of the man he loved, wondering just where his beloved went. There were many places he could find you, but Mydei was told to stay on the couch, and that he needed to heal properly before going out again. He turned his head as he heard the door to the room unlock and open, and huffed as you FINALLY came back from wherever you had gone. "Where were you? I was here all day, with nothing to do." He grumbles. "I had people requesting for me left and right, and who knows where you were? All I can say is at least you're back, so tell them all to go away, or put a sign in the door that I don't want to be bothered."