Excuses

(Asaka Point of View)

I end up doing a longer workout than normal to make up for missing a few days. I take off my shirt and change into shorts as I am too hot to be wearing a shirt or pants right now. I go to see if my cutie is awake and he is. I look over at the nightstand and he did drink the water, which is good. He is sitting up on the bed as I enter the room. His face is red as he looks at me. I'm pretty sure he is blushing but it is a bit hard to tell. After all, the basement is cold so he might have gotten sick and I don't know how long he was down there.

I walk up to him and I feel his forehead. He feels hot. I still can't tell if he is blushing or not. "It's good to see that you are awake. Your face is red. I can't tell if that is blushing or if you have gotten sick. You do feel hot." 

"I am blushing ma'am. I don't believe I have gotten sick." That's good. I don't mind taking care of him if he is sick but I would rather him not be sick than him be sick. Even though I would love to take care of him and I'm sure he is cute, even if he is sick.

I smile at him and then back up slightly so he can have some space. I sit down on the bed. "That's good. How are you? I see you had all of your water, which is good."

"I am good. My wrist doesn't hurt anymore. I feel better."

"Good. I'm sure your wrist is going to take a few days to heal so you should rest."

"I can do that ma'am, but I must ask, why did you help me?"

Luckily I am prepared for this. "Well, I am a police officer. I am on the case of the missing women at your work. We got a lead so I went to the place where I was told the suspect was, where I saw your coworkers, and when I saw you, I was surprised and confused. After all, I thought that whoever was doing this was just going after women but for some reason, they took you so my boss called your work and had it shut down for a little bit until we could find out what happened fully. We don't want anyone else to die." I smile at him as I close my eyes as I speak. I can't make eye contact with him as I lie to him. 

"That makes sense, but would I still get paid? After all, I still need to eat and pay rent." Okay, so far so good. It seems like he does believe me. Good. Everything is going according to plan. 

I smile at him. "Don't worry about that. You will be staying with me but yes, you will still get paid."

He looks up at me in surprise. "I'm staying here?"

"Yes, you are. Didn't I say that the first time?"

"You might have. I was more focused on the police officer part."

"That makes sense. Now, what would you like to eat?"

I see him pausing for a second. "Can I make something to eat for us? As a thank you that is. For saving me and letting me stay with you."

I look at him in shock. I wasn't expecting that. I was going to make something or order something. This is quite nice of him. I didn't know he could cook, to begin with. "I don't see why not but I would like to help. After all, you don't know where everything is and I don't want you to get hurt. I have things like sugar and flour on the table sleeves. But just so you know, you don't need to thank me. It's part of my job." And even if you were not kidnapped by my men and someone else got to you, I would still save you. No matter what.

"Thank you. Your help would be helpful. Plus, I want to do this for you." He pauses for a second again. "Do you like muffins?" 

"Yes, I do. I might have some chocolate chips you can add if you want to." I know I keep chocolate chips for my period. 

He smiles at me. "That sounds good."

I head out into the kitchen with Levar when I realize he isn't following me. I turn around to look at him but he seems to be contemplating something.

"Darling? Aren't you coming with me?"

He looks up at me with slight fear. I am slightly hurt at his fear but I try to hide it.

"Darling? What's wrong?"

I see him trying to calm himself down. "I just remembered something. You can go on without me. I will be there soon."

What's wrong with him? Did something happen? I look at him concerned. "What did you remember?"

I see him pause for a minute as I get a bit more concerned. "I have some medication that I need to take."

I relax slightly. He does take testosterone so he most likely has to take that. "I can ask a friend of mine to get it for you. What does it look like?"

I see him relax. "It's in a box under my bed."

I smile at him. "Let me call my friend." I leave the room and I call Frey.

"Hey. I need you to send someone to an apartment and grab a box that has testosterone patches in it."

"I can do that. Just send me the address that the patches are at and where you need them sent."

"I need them but I will send you the address."

"Will do."

I hang up the call and then I walk into the room again. I don't see my cutie but the bathroom light is on. I guess he had to go to the bathroom. I head over to the bathroom door and I knock on it. "Are you alright in there, darling?"

"Yes, I am. I just had to go to the bathroom." It sounds like I startled him as it sounds like he jumped slightly and closed a cabinet. What would he need in a cabinet? I don't have anything to hide, well that is in the bathroom at least but still, what could he need? Maybe he needs to rebandage his wrists.

"I will be out here if you need anything."

"Actually, can you get me new pants? Mine… ripped."

That's odd. I didn't see his pants ripped when I brought him here. I didn't look very closely at his pants but I thought I would see it. Endless it ripped just now. "Yes, I can." I grab some of my sweatpants that might fit him. He is quite thin but he is tall. He is shorter than me and I do have more muscles than him so I don't know if they will fit but he can adjust them if needed. I open the door a little bit and I put the pants on the ground, not looking at him to respect his space. I sit down on the bed as I wait for him.