❦ Zest Household, Day Forty-Five ❦
“Does it look bad?” Felix asked Charlie at breakfast. Charlie bit his lip, not wanting to tell his boyfriend that his face looked fucking awful, but it looked fucking awful. One of his eyes was swollen and pink, infected and crusty. Still, he thought Felix was sexy, but man, that case of pink eye was really getting in the way of that.
“It’s not...that bad,” Charlie said, unconvincingly.
Felix snorted in amusement, reaching up to rub at his eye and Charlie reached across the table to grab his wrist, pulling his hand away from it.
“Don’t irritate it,” he told him. Felix gave a loud sigh, showing that he was already over this nonsense of pink eye, but he did as Charlie told him.
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