Then I Care You

Cleaning

The Rika looked at the patient before putting on the muzzle.She didn't agree with it at all. Even though, he was an insane killer and a danger to both the staff and other patients. She didn't think the man needed to be bound like a wild animal.

"I -I have to put on the muzzle..."

He nodded softly, clearly understanding that he needed to have the muzzle back on.

"I get it...I'm ready."

She carefully placed the heavy black muzzle around his face, tightening it just enough for him to breath but not loosen even a little. His eyes followed her movements. He seemed to be studying her every action.Satisfied that the muzzle wouldn't come off, she grabbed his arm. His skin was warm against her cool hands. Then she untied his hands.He sat still until she finished tying his hands. as soon as she was finished, he stood up.He was a lot bigger than Rika , he had to have been a foot taller.He looked down at her , his expression blank. he was silent for a moment, before speaking.

"You're so little..."

she didn't want to answer him, after all she didn't want to be too close to Damian.He chuckled softly, a hint of a smirk on his face.

"I bet I could easily pick you up and carry you around like a little doll... you're so tiny"

she didn't look at him :

"You're tall enough to make everyone here like that, yeah"

He chuckled softly and nodded in agreement.

"True...but you're especially little. I bet I could fit your whole head in my hand"

"...I'm a little taller than the others here !"

He chuckled again, his eyes still fixated on her .

"Maybe a little... but you're still tiny"

He smiled softly, the corner of his mouth curled upwards.

"I bet I could pick you up with one arm and carry you around."

After getting Damian ready, She walked towards the door of the room and opened, the scary looking guard looked at her, they knew the duty hours, they understood what to do before Rika opened her mouth. They went inside and stood directly next to Damian.She waited at the corridor door for Damian to come ,then Rika started walking down the hallway next to Damian.The sound of footsteps echoed loudly in the empty halls. The mental institution was deathly silent, only the sounds of heavy footsteps or the occasional creak from the old building.The two guards lead the patient, wearing the black muzzle, and Nurse to the bathroom for cleaning. The guards stopped in front of a heavy metal door.The guards used a key to unlock the door and went inside the bathroom before motioning for the nurse and the patient to follow.The room was bare, with a large plastic tub in the center and the only light fixture above it. The air smelled heavily of disinfectants.The patients' face was set in an impassive mask, but he eyed the room with uninterest. This was a scene he was used to. Guards stepped to the side to let the nurse do her work.He leaned against the wall and looked at her, watching you closely. the guards stood silently behind the door.

"Alright, sit there please.."

He sat down as her had instructed. he was sitting on the edge of the bathtub, his eyes still on her.Rika were standing in front of him with a small towel.He was looking up at Rika, waiting to see what she were going to do next.she knelt down, placing the towel on the floor,began to unbutton his pants.He was still silent, his gaze now flickering down to watch her hands as her unbuttoned his pants.She unzipped his pants and began pulling them down, careful to not hurt or make him feel uncomfortable.Damian remained still, his expression still blank. he was watching her intently, taking in every detail of her movements.She carefully pulled his pants completely down before putting them aside.He was silent as Rika finished, now sitting in only his undershorts. he was still watching you, his eyes fixed on her every move.She wet the towel, then wiped his legs. He just staring at Rika as her hands moved across his skin.She carefully cleaned every part of his skin, being very gentle as her cleaned each scar and wound.

He sat quietly, his expression still devoid of any emotion. He didn't move as her cleaned his wounds with the towel.Rika wiped his torso and stomach with the towel, being careful to not cause him any discomfort or pain.He sat motionless as her wiped his stomach and chest, his gaze still fixed on her.She could have sworn he was studying her, but for what reason?, He watched her intently, studying every movement she made as her wiped his skin. his dead eyes remained emotionless, like always, but there was something about her actions that made him feel something he hadn't felt in a long time. His eyes were fixed on her, just watching her every move, which made her even more afraid. Suddenly, a shadow approached from the corridor scared her, the nurse ran quickly down the hallway .She tried to keep herself cool .She finished cleaning his upper body, then put the towel back in the sink.He was still sitting there, now completely shirtless. he was silent as he watched her put the towel back in the sink, his gaze still locked on her..She came back with a new, clean towel, then knelt down in front of him once again .Her voice came out small :

"...now your hair"

He nodded once, understanding that he would now have to have his hair washed. he shifted his position a little to be more comfortable .Rika began to wet his hair and scalp with water, being careful not to get any water near his eyes or face.He stayed still, his eyes closed as he felt the water running through and over his hair.

"Okay now let's make you dry"

He opened his eyes and nodded once, understanding that it was time to dry his now wet hair. She then began to take the towel and dry his head, gently and carefully rubbing it all over his hair and scalp.He sat still as her dried his hair, his eyes closed as he felt the towel rubbing his head. the feeling was somewhat soothing as the towel absorbed all the water in his hair.

He opened his eyes, his gaze now fixed on Her again. he looked at her silently, his expression still completely blank, but he seemed slightly more relaxed now.he could feel her eyes on him, watching him intensely .Damian didn't move, his blank expression unwavering. it was like he was challenging her to look away.the atmosphere was heavy, almost like something was about to happen.He continued to stare at her, his expression unchanging, like he was waiting for her to look away. at the same time, he was studying her own face and body, his gaze fixed on her eyes, but his eyes slowly trailing over the rest of her body.

"Let's dress it now?"

She stood near him, waiting for him to get up. She eyes were still on him, still waiting to see what he was going to do next.He stood up, being a lot taller than her. he was now almost a foot taller than her, his body looking a lot bigger now that he was standing up.She eyes wandered over his body, but her were careful not to stare too much. he was definitely in peak physical condition, his muscles visible everywhere on his body, from his arms to his legs and torso. his scars were on full display now, the number of them were hard to estimate just by sight alone. his dark eyes were still staring at you, like he was daring her to say something.She continued to look over his body, taking in every detail, from the scars to the muscles. she couldn't help but stare, his body was just too big and muscular to not look at. he stood before her, his gaze still intense, his expression still unreadble. he didn't move or say anything, just continued to stare at her, waiting for her to say something.

"wear this now."

Rika took out his pants. She carefully took his undershorts off, putting them into the basket with his other dirty clothes. then her brought his pants to him, and he carefully stepped into them.He held onto her shoulders as he stepped into the pants, then you pulled the pants up his legs. he didn't move as you pulled the pants up .Once the pants were on, they seemed to fit him perfectly. he adjusted the fit a little bit, and then her realized that it was time for him to put his shirt on.He held out his hands, waiting for her to pass him his shirt.

Rika handed him his shirt. he took it from her and put it on, his muzzles flexing as he pulled the fabric over his torso. his movements were graceful yet powerful, his body moving with strength and precision. once his shirt was on, he buttoned it up, then looked at her with his dead eyes.He was now fully dressed, his expression still blank. the only sign that anything had happened to him was the few small wet spots on his shirt from when she washed his hair. other than that, he look almost like he hadn't just been half naked and been washed down by a complete stranger.Now that he was cleaned up and dressed, there was nothing else her needed to do at the moment. She were both just standing silently for a few moments, looking at each other. he was still looking at her with his blank eyes, his expression still unreadable, his gaze fixed on her like he was waiting for her to do something.She didn't want to take her eyes off him, so she cautiously took a small towel from the railing next to the tub and dried her hands. He watched her dry her hands, his gaze flickering to her arms as the movement of her hands caught his eye.she looked him :

" now Let's go back ?"

He nodded once, agreeing it was time to go back. he stood there, waiting for her to lead him back to his cell.She began to lead him back to his cell, walking in front of him. as her walked, he couldn't help but notice how much smaller her were compared to him. he was over a full foot taller than her, and he was broad in the shoulders. his body was so much bigger than hers, it looked like he could easily pick you up and carry her just as easy as he could a child.He was led back to his cell by the guards, he followed her without saying anything, his gaze still fixed on your smaller form. something about her size compared to his was almost a,using to him , he was still watching her silently as he walked back to his cell.He was pushed into his cell by the guards, and the cell door was slammed shut behind him. he was now alone in the cell, he went and sat down where he usually sat, and leaned back against the wall. he was looking around the room, his blank eyes scanning the room, noting the few things that were there. he was waiting in the cell, sitting alone in the silence...