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Warning, this chapter has a little bit of adult content so if you're below 18 please skip this chapter, sorry about that.

Third Person POV

This won't do, Poom told himself after what seemed endless hours of tossing and turning in his bed.

He  jumped out of bed,  grabbed his wallet from the drawer of his bedside table and with grim determination made his way up the stairs to his master's bedroom.

He knocked on the door and did not wait for this master to say 'come in'. In fact, even if his master had been asleep he planned to wake him up and resolve the issue that was causing him, so much misery and a sleepless night.

As it turned out, the master was not sleeping. He was sitting in bed with his back against the headboard working on his laptop.

The master looked up wide eyed upon seeing Poom enter the room.

His initial shock turned to anger.

"What are you doing out of bed?" Up demanded. "Mek has not yet reported to me that you are well enough to get out of bed"

Poom bravely held up an index finger to Up as he pulled his phone from his pocket and tapped on Mek's number. Poom put his speaker on so that the master could hear Mek talking on his phone.

"What?" the very sleepy voice of Mek came on the phone. He had obviously been disturbed from his beauty sleep.

"I'm here in the master's room" Poom said.

"What???" the astonished voice of Mek could be heard by Up

"He wants to know why I'm out of bed without you telling him that I am now strong enough to be out of bed," said Poom, his eyes fixed on the master.

"Oh I'm so sorry ,sir" Mek said in a repentant voice.  "I forgot to mention to you earlier  this evening that Poom is already well enough to go about performing his duties. In fact this afternoon he helped me to do my laundry, He washed my shirts and pants and underwe..."

Poom cut the call before Mek could continue giving too much unnecessary information to the master.

"Okay but why are you up at this time of the night" Up wanted to know.

"Mek told me that you did not want to accept this but I might get sick again from sleeplessness because I really need for you to take this. I won't let myself be indebted to you."

With those words Poom took out his wallet from his pocket and tried to hand over to Up the wad of bills that Up had rejected earlier in the day.

Up ignored the outstretched hand of Poom.

"And why would you suffer from sleepless nights because of being indebted to me." Up studied Poom's face carefully.

"Master, I may be poor but I have my pride. I will not accept your charity if I can afford to pay my hospital bills myself," Poom tried to reason out with Up.

"But why do you accept Boat's charity without a second thought and yet you reject mine?" Up asked in an offended tone of voice.

The unexpected question hit Poom like a curve ball.

His heart started to beat so fast that he felt his chest tighten.

He felt vulnerable. It was an unexpected feeling that overwhelmed him. He did not know  how to answer his master's question.

The knife in his chest felt excruciatingly painful.

He felt his master's eyes upon him but he could not meet them so he turned his face away but not before the master noticed a fat teardrop roll down his cheek.

Up closed his laptop and set it aside on the bed and stood up.

He stood very close to Poom.

Poom's breathing started to come in a rapid and shallow and ragged form.

"You haven't answered my question,"  Up said in a very soft and gentle voice

The softness and kindness in his master's voice was Poom's undoing

He covered his face and started sobbing so hard that the wad of bills fell unnoticed to the floor.

Up placed his arms gently around Poom

"You have to talk to me, Poom," said Up, "otherwise your issue will remain unsolved and you will continue having sleepless nights because there's no way in heaven or earth that I will accept the money that you're trying to give me."

Poom's sobbing became louder.

"Shh shh, " Up tried to make Poom stop crying. "Let me see the finger where you got the cut that got infected." 

Up took Poom's hand and examined the affected finger.

"It has healed very well," Up said with satisfaction. "The antibiotic treatment has done its work on you."

With those words Up lifted the hand with the affected finger and kissed it gently.

That action was the last straw for Poom. Before he could stop himself he grabbed his master's neck and pushed his face close to his. There was  just a millisecond of hesitation before Poom placed his lips on his master's mouth and kissed him hungrily.

"I didn't want to do this because I respect you as my master but you are making it impossible for me," Poom muttered before throwing his master to the bed

"Oww! Oww!" Up complained upon feeling his back landing hard on his laptop.

"Oh I'm sorry," Poom said, quickly pulling out the laptop from under his master's back and tossing it to the floor. Luckily the floor was thickly carpeted so the laptop did not suffer any damage.

The buttons on Up's pajama top flew all over the room as Poom ripped open the front of the pajama top and exposed Up's smooth skinned chest.

Up did not offer any resistance when Poom latched his mouth on to one of Up's nipples.

"Uhh!" Up jerked his chest upward upon feeling the pleasure of Poom's hot moist mouth on his nipple.

"Poom...  Poom..." Up said between gasps, "Are you not going to kiss me first?"

"But I kissed you already earlier," Poom said, pausing very briefly to answer his master's question, then he continued to suck on Up's nipple while caressing the other nipple by making circular motions on it with the palm of his hand.

Suddenly the bedroom door swung violently open and there stood Boat and Mek looking at them with shocked wide eyes.

Mek was the first to speak.

"I tried to stop him, sir..." Mek started to say.

Boat did not wait for Mek to finish talking . He rushed up to Poom and grabbed him roughly by the collar

"So this is the reason that you refused to stay with me, you shameless despicable gold digger," Boat said with clenched teeth, not bothering to hide his contempt for Poom.

Up was on his feet with lightning speed. He grabbed Poom away from Boat.

"I will give you ten seconds to get out of my property ," Up warned Boat while grabbing his phone and getting ready to call the police on Boat.

"Boat, wait..." Poom spoke for the first time since the entry of Boat and Mek into the room. "You have never given me a chance to tell  you about how I feel for the master..."

"Yeah, sure,"  said Boat, his voice still full of contempt.  "You think that you will feel glorious standing beside him with his power and wealth."

"Get out of my house!  Now!" Up barked at Boat.

Mek dragged  Boat out of the room and down the stairs.  Mek was doing it so fast that Boat lost his balance three steps away from the bottom and landed heavily on his ankle.

"You bloody bastard,"  Boat cursed at Mek.

Mek assisted Boat down the hallway towards his room.

Boat was limping so bad that halfway down the hallway, Mek lifted Boat in his arms and carried him inside his room.

"Oofff, you weigh like a ton of bricks," Mek complained as he tossed Boat on to his bed.

"I didn't ask you to carry me," Boat grumbled.

"Be friendly to me now," Mek said, "since I will be administering first aid to your injured foot."

"I have a first aid kit in the bathroom,"  Mek added. "I don't think you have suffered a fracture. I think you just sprained your ankle."

Boat kept quiet as he watched Mek bring in a metal box from the bathroom.

Mek lifted the lid and took out a bottle of tincture of arnica and set it on the bedside table. Next he took out a cotton ball from a jar and let a few drops of the tincture of arnica fall onto it.

Then he sat beside  Boat and placed Boat's affected leg on his lap.

Boat held back Mek's hand that held the moistened cotton ball

"It's not gonna hurt I promise" said Mek "It will just feel icy cold against your skin."

Boat drew in his breath sharply when he felt the icy cold cotton ball touch his skin.  Mek was right, it did not sting, it just felt icy cold.

"Oh you big baby you," Mek chuckled a little when he saw Boat's tightly shut eyes.

After gently dabbing the affected ankle with the moistened cotton ball Mek took out a pack of ace wrap and bandaged Boat's ankle with it

"There, all done ,"Mek said with satisfaction, "It's not gonna hurt as much by morning. Now move aside. Give me some space on my bed."

"What do you mean 'move aside'?" there was just a hint of panic in Boat's voice. "I'm not sleeping on your bed tonight. I'm going home."

"Yeah, as if there would be taxi service at this time of the night," Mek smirked at Boat.

 "My bed is spacious enough for two," Mek said in a voice that was not open to any argument. "You will be able to sleep comfortably beside me."

Realizing that he had no other option, Boat scooted over to the side of the bed by the wall and lay back on the soft pillow that Mek provided him.

Boat's nose caught the pleasant scent of Mek's freshly washed pajama top. That combined with Mek's manly fragrance had a surprising but annoying effect on Boat, He felt turned on by it and he didn't like it one bit.

Boat tried to ignore it by turning his back on Mek and facing the wall. 

Mek turned off the light and sidled up close to Boat.

Boat drew in his breath sharply when he felt Mek's strong arm wrap itself  around his waist.

"Shh, I'm not gonna hurt you," said Mek as he nuzzled his face into the side of  Boat's neck, enjoying Boat's smooth skin.

In the meantime, upstairs Up and Poom lay happily spent after a tumultuous lovemaking session.

"I love you, master," Poom whispered so softly that Up almost didn't catch it.

"Say it again," Up said, "but without the 'master' part this time. Don't ever call me that again."

"I love you..." Poom said, and after a brief hesitation, added "sweetheart."

"I love you, too, baby," Up responded with a loving smile.

And that triggered another round of passionate lovemaking.

THE   END