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 47

Third Person POV

As soon as Pluem was able to unlock the door to Chimon's cabin, he pushed the door open and stepped aside to let Chimon in.

Chimon stepped in and was about to turn to say thank you to Pluem but was taken by surprise when Pluem stepped inside with him.

"It would not be good for you to be alone in this condition," Pluem said by way of explanation as to why he entered the cabin.

Chimon did not argue with Pluem. Chimon was indeed feeling light headed and his stomach was feeling a little queasy. He knew he was going to upchuck his lunch any minute and he knew it was the Mai Tai that was behind it.

The moment that Chimon felt the stirrings of rebellion in his stomach, he rushed to the bathroom just in time. Well, almost, because some of it splashed on his shirt, but after everything came out he felt thoroughly spent and he collapsed weakly on the bathroom floor.

He had not noticed Pluem rushing in with him and had stood behind him the whole time until he was all spent. Then he felt Pluem taking off his shirt and setting it aside inside a transparent plastic laundry bag.

Chimon felt too weak to stop Pluem from doing whatever he was doing for him. Pluem had taken a washcloth from one of the bathroom drawers and wet it under the bathroom faucet. Then Chimon felt him gently wiping his face and neck and then went lower down his chest.

When Pluem was satisfied that Chimon was cleaned up enough, he helped Chimon to his feet and guided him to his bed.

"Where can I find a fresh shirt for you?" asked Pluem, looking around the cabin.

Chimon pointed to the narrow closet and Pluem quickly went to open it and took out a plain white tee.

"I can do it," Chimon tried to say as Pluem put the shirt on him but Pluem was all finished even before Chimon could complete his sentence.

"Do you have any water in your fridge?" asked Pluem.

"I think so," said Chimon.

Pluem took out an eight ounce bottle of spring water and uncapped it before handing it to Chimon.

"Thanks," said Chimon, accepting the water but unable to look into Pluem's eyes, because for some reason Chimon was suddenly feeling shy and self-conscious.

"After you finish drinking your water, you might want to take a short nap." Pluem suggested, "you will feel better when you wake up."

"I think I will take your advice," Chimon said after taking in the last few drops of water from the bottle, "please just close the door after you. I'm too weak to get up."

"Who says I'm leaving you," said Pluem, "I'm staying here until you wake up and then we could have dinner together later."

"But I don't want to trouble you any longer," Chimon protested.

"Shut up and close your eyes," said Pluem, pulling a chair from under the bedside table and sitting on it. He then rested his arms on the table and lay his head on his arms and closed his eyes.

Chimon could not understand why Pluem was going through all this trouble for him but he was deeply grateful to Pluem for it.

Before long, both Chimon and Pluem were fast asleep.

Chimon was first to wake up. He tried not to make noise as he made his way to the bathroom, so as not to wake Pluem up.

After Chimon did his business in the bathroom, including brushing his teeth, he quietly went back and stood behind Pluem wondering whether he should wake him up or not.

He did not have to wonder for too long because in a few seconds, Pluem was groaning as he lifted his head from the table.

"Oww... oww... oww..." Pluem was saying, "I can't feel my arms."

Chimon quickly took one of Pluem's arms and started massaging it up and down, and then he did the same thing with the other arm.

Chimon glanced at Pluem's face. His eyes were tightly closed and he was still grimacing in pain, so Chimon went back to massaging the other arm again.

Chimon did not notice that Pluem had secretly opened one eye and was watching him as Chimon continued to gently massage Pluem's arm.

"Are you feeling better?" Chimon asked.

"My fingers... my fingers..." Pluem replied and Chimon quickly took Pluem's hand and started massaging Pluem's fingers one by one.

When Chimon finished with one hand, he did the same thing to the other hand.

"How's your stomach feeling?" Pluem asked as Chimon massaged the last finger.

"I'm feeling much better," Chimon replied gratefully, "you were right about sleeping the whole thing off."

"Would you happen to have an extra toothbrush in your bathroom?" Pluem asked, "Whenever I take a nap, when I wake up I feel that I need to brush my teeth."

"I think you will find an extra toothbrush in one of the drawers in the bathroom," Chimon replied.

"Thanks," Pluem said, already making his way to the bathroom.

While Pluem was doing his stuff in the bathroom, Chimon decided to have a change of pants. He felt that his jeans had some stuff splashed on them earlier when he was relieving his lunch in the bathroom earlier.

Chimon went to his closet and started searching for a fresh pair of jeans. He found a pair of frayed denims which was actually his favorite pair because it hugged his waist and legs comfortably.

He took off his dirty pants and was down to his boxer briefs just as Pluem stepped back inside the room.

Pluem and Chimon looked at each other wide eyed like two deer caught in the bright headlights of an oncoming lorry.

In something like a slow motion, Pluem found himself moving towards Chimon as Chimon's hand for some reason lost all strength and let his denims slip from his grasp and fall in slow motion to the floor.

Chimon could smell and taste the minty toothpaste in Pluem's mouth as he placed it gently and slowly against Chimon's lips, as if giving Chimon a choice to pull away if he wanted to, but Chimon found his hands clutching either side of Pluem's waist.

"Huh?" Chimon made a surprised sound as Pluem moved away to quickly take Chimon's shirt off.

Chimon did not protest when he felt Pluem guiding him to his bed and making him lie back against his pillow.

By the time Chimon and Pluem had their fill of each other, the room had darkened and they knew that they had to get up and go to the dining hall before it closed.

Chimon gave Pluem a shy smile as Pluem took his hand and led him to the foyer where they intended to take the elevator that would bring them down to the dining hall.

Chimon did not withdraw his hand from Pluem's grasp even as the elevator doors opened and four people were standing inside, one of whom was Mean and the other being Plan who was looking teary eyed. With them was another pair who were all smiles.

Both Mean and Plan were too engrossed in each other to notice that Pluem and Chimon were holding hands as they stepped inside, but the other pair looked at them. The taller of the pair looked pointedly at the linked hands and smiled but did not say a word.

When they reached the dining hall, Pluem led Chimon to an empty table by the wall and told Chimon to just wait while he went to get their dinner plates.

"What kind of drink do you want?" Pluem asked as he set their dinner on the table.

"A white chardonnay, please," Chimon replied.

"You're pulling my leg, right?" Pluem asked, and Chimon burst out laughing.

And then suddenly Pluem looked at Chimon with a glint in his eyes, "unless you're looking forward to another round of......"

Chimon quickly stood up and covered Pluem's mouth with his hand. He was blushing a dark red and looking around the hall with a panicked look, hoping that nobody had heard what Pluem was about to say.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," Pluem whispered in Chimon's ear before walking over to the beverage counter and filling up two tall glasses with mango juice.

"What are your plans after dinner?" Pluem asked Chimon as he sipped from his glass.

"I'm too wide awake to go back to bed," Chimon replied, "the long nap has helped me to regain my energy mentally and physically."

As soon as those words were out of Chimon's mouth, he regretted saying them. Pluem was looking at him with a naughty glint in his eyes.

"No," said Chimon.

"Yes," said Pluem.