Atlantis's POV
"Atlantis, I need to go to practice," I stared at him like he grew three heads, my blood starting to boil, at least for now.
"No. You need to recover. No practice until I say so," I told him, my voice stern and I saw him letting out a sigh.
"Three days was more than enough for me to rest. I was up and kicking the next day actually," he reasoned, following me as I march my way to the kitchen looking for something to cook for lunch.
We don't have classes today so like always, Devon stays with me at the house.
After the incident, I never left his side. I took care of him until he got better.
Seeing him lying on his bed, pale and almost unable to move almost wreck the hell out of me. Even after he told me he's already fine, I feel like he still needs to rest.
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