"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.
"Be quiet." Nan muttered, looking at
Mac. Then Mac froze and sat in silence.
Finally, Mac let Nan clean him up. At
first, Mac wouldn't let Nan do the deep
cleaning, but he was so fierce and
menacing that Mac had to relent
"Hey... P Nan" Frog's voice sounded
from outside the bathroom. Nan went
to the half-open bathroom door and
poked his head out.
"Yes, what is it?" Nan replied. Frog
looked up in surprise because at first
he didn't see either Nan or Mac in the
room.
"I brought you some porridge," replied
Frog, because Nan asked him to bring
"Yes, put it on the table, thanks," said
Nan.
"So what are you doing here? Where
did Mac go?" Frog asked.
Tm cleaning up the stubborn kid
who can't clean up himself." Nan said
before turning to look at Mac, who was
frowning at Nan's words about him
being stubborn. Frog nodded slowly.
"Then I won't bother you anymore.
If you need anything, call me, sir."
replied Frog before leaving the room.
Nan went back to Mac, who was sitting
in the bathroom.
"I'm cold." Mac said shortly, so Nan
quickly cleaned him up and put some
clothes on him. When he was done, he
carried Mac back to bed,
"Eat the porridge first, then take the
medicine." Nan said as he carried
Mac's bowl of porridge.
Nan had to go back to feeding him like
before. In the porridge bowl, there
was ground pork, pork liver, pork
intestines, but no vegetables. Talding
the first bite, Mac shook his head, his
mouth feeling bitter.
"Chew and swallow slowly and it will
settle your throat" said Nan, Mac ate
another spoonful and was fed until
Mac shook his head, then Nan stopped
feeding him because he saw he had
eaten enough. Nan handed him the
pills, and then Mac drank some water
before going to bed exhausted.
"Where's the phone?" asked Nan.
Mac glared at him before pointing
to his bag. Nan reached over to open.
it and pulled it out, leaving Mac
confused.
"What are you doing?" Mac asked
curiously.
"Go to sleep, don't you have a sore
throat?" said Nan before fumbling with
Mac's phone and dialling a number,
("What's up?") echoed Mac's father's
voice.
"Hello, are you Mac's father?" Nan
said into the phone, letting Mac know
he was calling his father.
("Yeah, who's this? Why do you have
Mac's phone number?") said Mac's
father.
"Well, I got Mac's phone and called
to say Mac is sick. He probably won't
be able to make it to work." Nan said
in a pretty normal tone, making Mac
listen sleepy. He couldn't help but be
surprised that Nan could talk like that.
Wow, he was fine yesterday. Why
Is he sick now? What is he doing?")
Mac's dad asked worriedly.
"He just took some medicine and fell
asleep," said Nan as he looked at Mac
and saw that he was starting to sleep.
"I suspect it was because it was
raining yesterday, so he felt bad. Well,
no need to worry, I'll take care of him,"
Nan said, now that Mac was asleep.
("Are you the friend Mac went out
with,"), asked Mac's father.
"Yes," Nan replied.
("Oh, I thought he was with his
girlfriend. Well, call me if anything
happens," Mac's father spoke,
although he wanted to scold his son.
but he was worried about his only son.
"Yeah, don't worry," said Nan again
before Mac's dad hung up, he presses
to mute Mac's phone so no one would
bother calling while Mac was sleeping
Nan went to bed and
discovered that Mac was already fast
asleep. Then he moved the blanket to
cover him up to his neck and lay down
on the other side. Nan wasn't going
out today, so he turned on the TV and
put on a movie in his room, but he
didn't turn the volume up too much
because he didn't want to disturb the
sick person even though he was always
bothering Mac. However, Mac slept so
much that he had to wake him up for
lunch and midday medicine, and so
Nan let him go back to sleep.
Mac rested all day and woke up again
at night. His eyes fluttered open, and
he saw Nan lying beside him with
the TV on but fast asleep. Mac looked
around again and saw a bowl full
of water and a towel placed on the
bedside table, letting him know that
Nan must have brought a towel to
dry his face. Mac looked at him with
a strange and incomprehensible
expression in his heart. He didn't
understand why Nan took care of him.
Just giving him medicine and resting
would be enough. But Nan cleaned him
up, took him to the doctor, and gave
him food and medicine the whole time
"Hmm," Nan shifted slightly with a
choking sound, causing Mac to close
his eyes quickly, although he didn't
understand why he was closing them.
"What time is it?" Nan's voice muttered
to itself before fading away. Mac didn't
dare open his eyes. He felt movement
before the back of Nan's warm hand
landed on his forehead.
"Why are you still so hot?" Nan
murmured again. Mac felt his heart
pound. Nan remained silent. It was
so quiet that Mac could hear his own
heartbeat. He didn't dare open his
eyes because he knew Nan still hadn't
gotten out of bed.
"Oh! Mac screamed when Nan
pinched his nose, causing him to
choke and have to breathe through his
mouth, Mac immediately opened his
eyes, reaching out and removing Nan's
hand from his nose.
"What are you doing?" Mac asked, his
voice dry and still husky. His face was
still pale.
"Why did you pretend to be asleep?"
Nan asked with a slight smile on his
lips.
"I'm not faking it...I'm just dizzy. I just
closed my eyes to rest." Mac hastily
made up an excuse despite having a
sore throat and coughing. Nan didn't
say anything, but Mac saw an evil grin.
"Even with a sore throat, you still talk
a lot. Do you want something to eat?"
Nan asked. He didn't know if Mac
wanted to eat anything in particular.
Mac shook his head because he was
still sick and didn't feel like eating.
Mac's phone vibrated on the table.
Nan got out of bed, picked it up, and
saw it was Dew's number. Nan let
the call end and saw that there were
several missed calls from Dew while he
was sleeping, so he heard nothing.
"Who?" Mac asked shortly.
"Does your best friend think you're
cheating on him?" Nan said with a
smile. Mac frowned but guessed who
It was when he reached over to see the
connection.
"You're sick. What the hell are you
going to talk about?" Nan said before
hanging up and putting Mac's phone in
the nightstand drawer. Then he got up..
"Lie down, I'll go down and tell Frog
to make porridge for you to eat," Nan
said before walking over to wash his
face and head downstairs. Mac moved
to grab his phone from the drawer and
called his friend to talk on the phone.
("What's wrong, Mac? I call, and
you don't answer, and just now, you've
turned your phone off again"). Dew's
screams rang out immediately as Mac
called, and the other person answered.
"I'm sick... I don't feel well... I'm just
lying sick," Mac said, coughing
What's wrong with you? Why are
you sick? Did you go to the doctor?
You're sleeping over at that bastard's
house, right?") Dew asked, worried
about Mac.
"Calm down," Mac replied quietly.
starting to feel dizzy again.
"I'm fine... I'm just going to rest for
a day or two, and I'll get better," Mac
told his friend so that he wouldn't
worry too much about him.
What's up with that bastard Nan?
Is he taking care of you? He's giving
you some medicine. I better go get
you"). Dew groaned again.
"You don't have to come...huh...I'm
fine." Mac replied because he didn't
want Dew to come looking for him and
fight Nan.
Suddenly, Nan frowned slightly when
he saw that Mac was on the bed with
the phone.
"Who are you talking to?!" Nan's rough voice rang out, making Mac startle. Nan went straight to the bed, looking at Mac expectantly, with Dew still on the line.
"You're sick and you're not being wise, give it to me," Nan said, before taking the phone from Mac's hand and seeing that it was Dew's number and that he was still on the line.
"Give it back to me," Mac said hoarsely. Nan pointed at Mac's face before bringing the phone to his ear.
"Why did you call?" Nan told Dew in a deep voice.
("Wow, I called Mac, I'll talk to him, not you") Dew replied.
"He can't talk. He's sick, and he has no voice. Why did you let your friend speak out loud?" Nan answered Dew, causing Mac to fall silent.
("I'm worried about him") Dew said, Nan looked at Mac blankly before giving a slight smile.
"Worried about him?... Then you can come visit him. I'll open the door and wait for you," said Nan before ending the call. Mac looked at him puzzled because he didn't know why Nan suddenly allowed Dew to visit him.
"What are you looking at? Are you touched by my kindness?" Nan raised an eyebrow when he asked. Mac immediately frowned but didn't argue with him because he knew he wouldn't be able to take down such a brazen person.
"Do you want to go to the bathroom?" Nan asked, seeing that Mac was silent. Mac shook his head in response.
"Then lie down and wait for dinner. I'll clean up work at the stadium for a bit, " said Nan before walking over to pick things up from the table. Mac looked at the tall figure with unmoving eyes.
"Wait," called Mac. Nan turned and saw Mac purse his lips a little before pointing at the television.
"What? Do you want to watch TV?" asked Nan. Mac nodded. Then Nan went to turn on the TV, picked up the remote, placed it for Mac on the bed, and then left the room. Mac sighed softly, feeling a little relieved that he wasn't screaming or hurting himself like before. Mac watched television waiting for dinner, like Nan said.
"Check the field properly in case there are any problems," Nan told his team after working on the track for a while.
"Yes, sir." Nan's team agreed before another subordinate entered.
"P'Nan, Three and a guy named Dew came to the house. But I still haven't let them in," reported the subordinate. Nan lifted a smile at the corner of his lips.
"Huh, I think I'll hurry. And what kind of mess will Three make?" Nan grumbled before going back to his own house because he had already sorted things out at work. As soon as he got home, he saw Three and Dew standing next to his own car parked in front of the house.
"P'Nan" Three called Nan with a smile.
"What? Do you want to watch TV? asked Nan. Mac nodded. Then Nan went to turn on the TV. picked up the remote, placed it for Mac on the bed, and then left the room. Mac sighed. softly, feeling a little relieved that he wasn't screaming or hurting himself like before. Mac watched television waiting for dinner, like Nan said.
"Check the field properly in case there are any problems," Nan told his team after working on the track for a while.
"Yes, sir." Nan's team agreed before another subordinate entered.
"P'Nan. Three and a guy named Dew
came to the house. But I still haven't let them in," reported the subordinate. Nan lifted a smile at the corner of his
lips
"Huh. I think I'll hurry. And what kind of mess will Three make?" Nan grumbled before going back to his own house because he had already sorted things out at work. As soon as he got home, he saw Three and Dew standing next to his own car parked in front of the house.
"P'Nan" Three called Nan with a smile.
While Dew stared at him.
"Why did you come, Three? What business do you have? Nan asked in a calm voice, but Three was still smiling " I
I've come for a run. But I miss you so came to see you first. Ah. I saw your friend was sick so I wanted to visit him too" Three said with a smile, Nan turned to look at Dew
"Where's Mac? I'll go see him" Dew
anked immediately. "Go ahead," Nan said, making Three and Dew look at each other, puzzled
that Nan would let them into the house
so easily.
"I won't let my subordinates step on you. Are you going in or not?"
Nan asked again. Dew and Three
immediately followed Nan around to
the house. Nun led them to his own
house.
"P, the porridge is almost ready."
entered Frog, and said, looking at
Three and Dew in surprise.
"Thanks. When you're done, you can
take them upstairs," Nan replied.
"P, did you let those two into the house
too?" Frog asked, nodding at Dew and
Three.
"Um, they came to visit Mac," Nan said
with a smile before heading upstairs to
the bedroom, Dew and Three following
close behind. When they reached the
bedroom, Nan opened the door and
made Mar, who was watching TV.
turn around slightly before his eyes:
widened when he saw his friend enter
as well.
"Your friend came to visit." Nan said,
which surprised Mac, but he didn't
want to think about it. Mac gave Dew a
slight smile as he walked quickly to the
bed.
"How are you Mac?" Dew sat on the
edge of the bed and asked worriedly.
Mac got up and sat against the
headboard.
"It's just a common cold," Mac replied
in a husky voice before looking over at
Nan who was taking off his shirt.
"Oh, what are you doing?" Three
Immediately ask
"Taking my shirt off, what are you
watching me do. Three? sit down and
talk, I need a quick shower," Nan said
as if he didn't care before taking off his
pants, leaving only his boxers.
Three immediately turns around,
Mac's face is a little embarrassed, but
he doesn't seem disturbed. Nan walked
to collect things in the room, looking at
himself in the mirror as if there was no
one else in the room before grabbing a
towel, slinging it over his shoulder and
going to the bedroom.
"Whose room is this? Dew asked,
turning to Mac as Nan walked into the
bathroom. Three walked over and sat
down on the couch while he calmed
down for a moment.
"His room" Mac nodded towards the
bathroom, prompting Three and Dew
to immediately look at him.
"Did you sleep in the same room as
him? Dew asked. Three knew why he
had never been to his room, most of it
was on the ground floor of the house.
"Hmm," Mac replied, making Dew
tense.
"Why do you have to sleep in the same
room as him?" Dew asked nervously.
Mac didn't know how to respond to
his friend, and he really didn't want
his friend to see him in that kind of
situation
"Why did you say it was nothing? Why
do you have to sleep in the same room
as him? Three asked. Mac rolled his
eyes at Three.
"Don't mess with me," Mac said
reluctantly.
"I want to mess with Nan, not you
argued the young man. Mac frowned.
in disgust.
"You... shut up. Three" Dew said and
Mac turned to look at his friend.
"Do you know each other?" Mac asked,
nodding at Three. Dew paused for a
moment.
"We talked for a while when I came
to drop you off" Dew dismissed, Mac
didn't think much of it
"Does your father know you're not
feeling well?" Dew asked. Mac nodded
before his friend continued asking
questions about his condition. Three
was quiet. Not long after Frog came in
with a bowl of porridge, he looked at
the three disapprovingly for bringing
chaos to Nan's house. Frog puts the
bowl of porridge on the table just as
Nan has come out of the bathroom
with a towel wrapped around his waist
and another small damp cloth in his
hand.
"P. the porridge is ready" said Frog to
Nan. Three's face flushed a little, not
daring to look at him, and Mac went
still
"I forgot you didn't clean up" Nan
glanced at Mac as he walked to the
other side of the bed to sit next to him.
Mac tried to pull away, but Nan
reached out to hug his shoulder to
keep the other party from moving
anywhere. Mac scowled at him, not
sure what he wanted to do. Dew also
looked on with disapproval.
"Wherever you go, I'll clean you up."
Nan said with a smile that Mac saw
was a smirk.
"T'll do it myself" Mac forced himself to
say because of the embarrassment in
the eyes of Dew and Three, who were
looking at him and even more at Nan
half naked, his lower half wrapped in a
towel.
"I've been cleaning you the whole
time. What's there to be ashamed of,
ah, or are you ashamed of these two?
hm, don't be ashamed, all men are
the same." Nan said in a normal tone
before grabbing Mac's shirt to lift it.
But Mac grabbed the hem of his shirt
so he couldn't get it off.
"I'll clean it up myself." Dew offered,
picking up the towel. But Nan pushed
him away.
"Don't be nasty, I always do these
things. You wanted to talk to him, talk.
I'm giving you the chance to just talk,
but I'll do the rest myself, Nan said
with emphasis before looking at Mac
with fierce eyes
"Sit down, and I'll clean you up Nan
said before taking off his shirt. Dew
and Three stood still for a moment
when they saw the features on Mac's
body.
Mac sat up, pursed his lips, wanting
to resist, but didn't dare. Nan gently
cleaned his body, which made Mac
blush again, embarrassed to see Dew
and Three, and Frog who was still
standing in the room. Nan finished
cleaning Mac's upper body in a
completely silent atmosphere.
"Oh. Frog, aren't you down yet?" Nan
asked upon seeing his subordinate
standing up
"P. do you want me to set the table for
you?" Frog asked. Nan nodded before
Frog left. Nan looked back at Mac.
"You have to clean downstairs too."
Nan said, pretending to grab the
bottom of his pants. Mac immediately
raised a hand to push against Nan's
strong chest with a red face. Nan
raised an eyebrow slightly before
turning to look at Dew and Three, who
were now silent and tense.
"Oh, don't worry. You should be
embarrassed. Dew, Three, sit down and
wait. I'm going to take Mac to clean
up in the bathroom for a bit. It has to
be cleaned in every nook and cranny.
Otherwise, it won't be clean" Nan said
with a sly smile before picking up his
body
A little scared, Mac grabbed his neck,
afraid of falling. He couldn't fight
because he didn't have much strength
for that.
"Let me go," Mac said before looking at
him with a sore throat.
"Ituh," Nan didn't let go and didn't
respond with anything but a laugh.
"What do you think you're doing.
Nan?" Dew got up and grabbed his
arm, causing Nan to hug Mac even
tighter for fear he would fall, before
Turning to Dew with fierce eyes. Mac
jumped because he thought he was
going to fall.
"What are you going to do? Aren't
you afraid your friend will fall?" Nan
said in a deep voice. Dew paused for a
moment before letting go of his arm.
"Sit and wait quietly, or you can invite
Three to talk and discuss first," Nan
said with a smile. Dew and Three
immediately looked at each other
before Nan led Mac into the bathroom
"Mac, you only have a little strength.
Do you think biting me like that is
going to hurt me?" Nan asked when
Mac bit his forearm because he didn't
have the strength to do anything but
bite.
"What the hell do you think you're
doing?" Mac asked angrily, Nan just felt
a burning itching sensation at the bite
mark.
"What am I doing? I'll clean you up"
Nan said with a smirk.
"That a lie," Mac said impatiently. He
knew Nan must be faking it or doing
something for Dew and Three to see or
notice.
"You're sick, but your mouth is
fine. You better use your mouth for
something else," Nan said with a smile.
which made Mac freeze.
"I didn't clean up, and I'm hungry." Mac
tried to avoid it, feeling peculiar. Nan
carried him to the toilet with the lid
closed before sitting down and pulling
Mac into his lap.
"What are you going to do?" Mac asked
dryly, looking at him with feverish
eyes
"I said I'd do a deep clean," Nan said in
a normal tone.
Mac tried to squirm, but Nan found a
way to remove his pants completely.
Mac shivered slightly, his body
radiating more and more heat than
Nan could feel.
"Be quiet, I'll finish it," Nan said with a
smile, slowly drying Mac, whose face
was now flushed from being naked in
his lap. Nan wiped both legs, then ran
the towel in circles down the center of
Mac's body.
"Oh!" Mac cried out, feeling heat in his belly.
"Hmm, even when you're sick, you can be loud too" Nan said, laughing at Mac's body reaction.
"Shit, let me go, I have to clean up," Mac said in a shaky voice, feeling his body grow even hotter as Nan's palm caressed his lower back.
"No, I said I would clean every nook and cranny," Nan said with a smile.
"Um... no... my friend is here... so. I'm sick too... ah".