Nan & Mac Book 1 (Love Syndrome)

CHAPTER - 17

"I can clean myself up." Mac said

hurriedly, Nan raising an eyebrow.

"Are you sure you can do this

yourself?" Nan asked in a mocking

tone. Mac knew he didn't have the

strength, but he didn't want Nan to

think he was weak.

"Yes," Mac replied huskily, Nan smiled

slightly.

"Then go clean up, I'll take you to the

bathroom," Nan said before walking

over to help Mac, who could only

groan.

"What?" Nan asked dryly when he saw

that Mac was stubborn.

"I can walk on my own." Mac said

quietly

"That's good," Nan said in a

high-pitched voice. But he took Mac

into the bathroom anyway. Nan picked

Mac up and sat him down on the

plastic chair. Mac looked at him.

"Anything else?" asked Nan.

"You...go...just go" Mac coughed him

"If you pass out and hit your head

on the floor, how the hell would I

know? Don't worry too much, clean

yourself up, I'll stay here with you,"

Nan snapped. Mac intended to clean

up a little because he wanted to rest

He tried to remove his shirt, but his

hands were weak. Nan shook his

head before moving to remove his

shirt immediately. Mac looked at him

puzzled.

"Wait," said Nan, leaving. Mac didn't

say anything because the more he

spoke, the more his throat hurt, Nan

handed over a water soaked towel,

Mac took it and gently dried himself

for lack of strength. Nan stared with

unmoving eyes, staring silently at

Mac's body. His skin was smooth and

delicate, but there were traces of what

he'd done smeared everywhere. Mac

could feel Nan's sharp eyes all too well

and felt his body begin to heat up.

"Washing like this will get you clean?

I look at you, and I get upset," Nan

muttered before taking the cloth from

Mac's hand.

"Don't give it to me." Mac tried to be

stubborn, but he couldn't fight Nan's

strength, who deftly cleaned Mac.