Part 118

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The early morning was spent groggy and sore, sorer than usual as well.

The previous day's rain had finally stopped, creating a thick mud that was practically layered over the entire island.

That wasn't anyone's concern at the moment, what was at hand was far more important, to Y/N anyway.

He watched Sienna with a dreadful expression as she gathered necessary soaps and the usual plastic tub.

The man was used to her mandatory cleanings by now, but this wasn't just a cleaning, this was a sponge bath.

They were friends - or comrades, something along those lines - but even he had his limits with comfort.

"I think-" He stopped short, seeing her reaction was the same as usual, her ears perking and open. "I'd like to try something new today."

The request had the tigress leave the tent, pass his friends and colleagues, traverse the chilly town, and return with a smuggled goody, as per his request.

She returned with a bag of food, nothing out of the ordinary, until she pulled something from the bottom of the bag, a clear and sizable bag with a tube hanging down to an attached nozzle.

"Are you sure about this?" She asked, clearly worried.

"Y-yeah."

He avoided her sharp gaze, for what, she clearly knew. Whether it be his strong relationship with his wife or teammate, or plain social denial.

In the end she agreed, she filled the bag with water and hung it in a little separate area that was supposed to be a bathroom.

Opening the same rubber curtain, she saw him shakily standing, ready to make another trip on his own.

If there was one thing she was certain of him, it was that he was stubborn in more ways than one, some good and others bad.

This situation in particular was both good and bad, good for him taking charge and bad for him denying doctor's orders.

In the end, she found a middle ground, rather than being the crutch he didn't need or a ghost in the room, she held his hand firmly, guiding him and aiding him if need be.

There, she watched as he sat himself down on a small stool before giving her a curt and appreciative nod.

Laying a hand on the curtain, she cleared her throat, catching his attention.

"What do I do if... you need help?"

It was an understandable question, so he replied. "Get Harriet."

Nodding in affirmation, she closed the curtain and took a seat, deciding to read the morning paper as a rush of water could be heard from the little bathroom.

The water was ice cold, but Y/N didn't mind much with his aura, he was just sure to be extra thorough on his open wounds.

It was really the next bit of freedom he experienced, being a nuisance or chore never came to mind, just the sweet relief of water on his aching body, and not a damp cloth or sponge.

The easy part was done when the water was emptied, the hard part now was drying himself up and getting dressed.

Sienna heard a small rustle and crash from the bathroom, but no real noises of distress. She even sat still for a moment, straining her ears to catch anything.

Instead, Y/N stumbled out, fully clothed in an outfit she picked out for him.

Reacting quick, Sienna vaulted over the bed to assist him once more, letting him use her shoulder as a mobile support.

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