T H O M A S
I was applying disinfectant to the scratches on his back and some of his skin was almost peeling. I couldn't believe I did those scratches. My nails were a little bit longer. I bet it really hurts.
"Will this gonna leave a scar?" I patted the wet cotton on the scratches. I didn't think it would. He was only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist and he have a nice beige skin colour.
"Dunno. It'll be great if it does." He said.
"And why?" I frowned.
"It'll serve as the memento of our first n—ouch!" I shove the cotton harshly at his wound and blushed. "I'm a patient! Why'd you do that?" He said faking a sob while chuckling.
"A pervert patient! That's why."
He laughed.
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The pain in my ass was already bearable and I could already walk. We went down stairs and I c
