ALL MEN ARE HYPOCRITES

"Adrian, chill!" Lucas smacked Adrian's hand away when he felt him pushing on the bed to lie down.

Pushing Adrian's hand away, Lucas stood up and sat straightly. He angrily glared at Adrian.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you overreacting? In case you forgot I always got bruised easily and as easily as I got bruised it gets healed easily too. Don't be so fussy," Lucas exasperatedly looked at Adrian. He was getting annoyed.

Who the hell get bed rest for little bruised marks on their hand? And he was a man for goodness sake! For a man getting bruised here and there is normal.

"I know what you are trying to say, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't be a little cautious. Dear, please rest for a while and let this man of yours feel relieved," no matter what Lucas said, Adrian didn't react instead in a gentle coaxing voice he tried to get Lucas to sleep..... well, which only made Lucas angry.