A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

This is a continuation of chapter 3, 16, 35, 38

Mark's POV

I'm quite positive that there's something going on between that pedophile and the big baby whom I saw being carried by him at the infirmary. I'm totally sure of it.

He did not even bother to hide the big baby's jeans that he was holding when he opened the door for me.

He was probably upset that I had interrupted whatever it was that he was doing to that big baby.

He did not even bother to hide anything from me.

I shook my head. Why was I getting worried over someone who was not even related to me at all. Why was I worried that that pedophile was right now kissing the beautiful innocent lips of My big baby, I mean, That big baby.

I made my way back to my cabin, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in my left index finger. The nurse had placed the dressing on too tightly.

I wanted to go back to the infirmary and have the nurse replace it with a less tighter one. And then I remembered that the nurse had told me to go back in two days so I guess I must wait until that time to see him again.

By the time the day came for me to go back to the infirmary I was so eager to see the nurse again. I really wanted my index finger to be freed of its tight dressing.

The nurse Krist greeted me with a warm smile.

He gave my index finger a new treatment and was starting to place a dry dressing on it. When he was putting a tape around it, I told him to go easy because I did not want it to get too tight.

Krist did as I asked.

He then led me back to the reception area.

"Thank you so much," I said, turning to face him.

He held out his hand to me at the exact same time that I pulled him to me to give him a big hug of thanks.

And then at that same moment, the door burst open and two guys walked in. The first one to walk in was someone I didn't recognize, but the second one was My Big Baby!

A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

The first guy exclaimed, "What is going on here???"

"It's not what you're thinking," both Krist and myself said, as we broke apart.

Krist even went so far as to explain that I was just trying to thank him for treating my wound but when he held out his hand to me I hugged him instead.

That was when my Big Baby who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke up.

"Why the fuck would he hug you when you had already extended his hand to him???"

My Big Baby sounded upset. Oooh, wait a minute, was he jealous of me hugging Krist? The idea tickled me and I tried to hide my smile.

Neither Krist nor I could think of an answer to my Big Baby's question, so the other guy stepped forward and told Krist that he needed a new dressing for his cut.

I knew that Big Baby's name was Gunnapat because when he left his wallet at the infirmary and the receptionist had gone through its contents with me before she handed it to me to bring to his cabin, I noted his name on his ID. However I had forgotten to check his birth date so I have no idea how old he is. He doesn't look a day older than me. He might have to address me as P'Mark.

Gunnapat hopped over to the nurse saying that he needed his ankle to be re-examined. I felt bad seeing him hop around on one foot.

I held out my arm to him and told him to hold on to it so that he could take off his weight from his sprained ankle.

He did so, saying 'thanks' as he clung to my arm. The physical contact elevated my heart rate and sent some mild shocks through my whole system. I couldn't wait to take him to my bed.

When the nurse announced that he was going to take care of the other guy first, whom he called Singto, Gunnapat let go of my arm.

I quickly took his hand and put it back on my arm and led him to one of the chairs in the waiting area. After I helped him to sit, I took the chair adjacent to his.

I was curious as to how he sprained his ankle. Did that pedophile who carried him to the infirmary engage in violent sex with him, causing him to sprain his ankle? I badly needed to know.

"How did you sprain your ankle anyway?" I tried to make my voice sound as casual as I could.

He explained that he had forgotten that his bathroom was one step higher from the level of his room, and after his shower he went out absentmindedly and ended up spraining his ankle.

I wanted to say 'you poor baby' but I held back my tongue. Instead I introduced myself to him as Mark.

"I know," he said.

"How did you know?" I asked in surprise. Was he psychic?

"P'Godt told me," he explained.

I was about to ask who P'Godt was when it suddenly occurred to me, that must be that pedophile's name.

"Oh, your boyfriend who was with you in your cabin to whom I handed your wallet," I said, trying to keep my jealousy from showing through the tone of my voice.

"No, no, no!" he was quick to deny, "he's not my boyfriend! He was just there to help me get back to my cabin after the nurse had treated my ankle."

What a liar.

"Sure, sure," I couldn't take the sarcasm off my voice, "and that was why he was holding your jeans when he opened the door and you were standing by your bed in your briefs."

I instantly regretted what I just said. I knew I had gone too far.

His face turned red in anger.

"Look, if you refuse to believe me, it doesn't matter. You can leave me now. I can manage by myself," he shifted his position in his chair so that his back was now facing me.

I grabbed his hand, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I should get out of this tendency to jump to conclusions."

He gave me a smirk.

"So that's why you called P'Godt a pedophile. He wasn't happy about that kind of conclusion that you jumped into."

I found myself getting red in the face.

"I'm sorry," I said once more, feeling like a complete idiot.

When Krist came out with that Singto guy, without stopping to think, I quickly scooped Gunnapat from his chair and carried him bridal style to Krist.

My unexpected action made Gunnapat cling tightly to my neck.

"Please attend to him now," I asked Krist.

I badly wanted Gunnapat to be back on both feet again so that we could go on dates without any hindrances from a sprained ankle.

Krist raised his eyebrow at me when he saw me go into the cubicle with Gunnapat.

"Did you need any more treatment on your finger?" he asked.

"No, no," I replied, "I'm just here to help Gunnapat to get back to his cabin after you examine his ankle."

It was Gunnapat's turn to raise his eyebrow at me.

"I never asked you..." he was starting to say, but I interrupted him.

"I just didn't want you to have a hard time getting back to your cabin," I explained.

"Good idea," Krist said, as he started to unwrap the bandage around Gunnapat's ankle.

Bless your heart, Krist, bless your precious heart. I said silently over and over again.

May all the blessings from heaven rain down on you right now, Krist!