"HELLO WORLD!"
I slam the door open, just barging out of the bathroom after healing myself...as best as I could.
I spread my arms wide. Just looking up at the lightsource.
Then my body remember it's injured.
And my pecs just HUUUURT so damn much as I try to spread them.
So I find myself pulling them back in and rounding on myself in pain, hunching forward. A quick look to the right reveal mousy.
She's staring at me. Eyes wide, too eerily wide. Just sitting on my bed.
Did she saw all of that?
Tsk, first she force me awake, and then she saw my failure? That deserve petty revenge.
She keep staring at me. Eyes wide and blinking. Like a deer under the headlight. She look at my body, and finally speak out.
"Why are you nude?"
"What?"
WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE ON!? I look at myself again. I'm only in my pants right now. The shins part a bit too big because of the bandages under them. Apart from that, I'm barechested.
Revealing my trained if injured body to the whole word.
My shirt is stained and wet so I let it rest on my shoulder.
"I'm not nude!"
Just in front of her. I make my pecs move.
Bounce bounce.
Muscle power hell yeah. Her eyes dart to look at my chest, on one of the big bruise on it, her face transform in a sort of grimace?
"Whaaaaaaat are you eyeing me up right now!?" She snap out of her daze, she was probably preparing a joke. Not letting her. I bounce my chest again. She look at it again "No! Wait what! You're mis-!"
Before she can finish I push my hands up in front of my body, covering myself like a damsel in distress.
"I'm barely eighteen! Freaaaaak!"
She raise her hands up, waving them around in the air as she stumble over her words, weak chuckle escaping her "waiwaiwaiwait!"
Her eyes relax. Less wide. As usual. Normal.
I don't wait.
"Pervert! HEEEEELP!" I turn around and sprint -walk like a grandpa, I'm kinda injured- toward the others.
"WAIT A DAMN SECOND, DON'T YOU DARE, I DIDN'T SEE THE WET SHIRT WAAAAAAIT!"
My arm come to wave at the three others that surround the dead boar.
They turn around to see me....walk/run like a grandpa as I...scream pervert, all while Annie stumble in the bed and try to chase me down.
That must be quite the fucking sight to be honest.
Unfortunately for me. I'm injured, and as they all look at the scene in a strange mix of bafflement. Annie manage to pass me, she can still run.
I'm close too though. I will. Take. My. Revenge.
Annie drift on the ground. At least she does in my imagination. She more like stop in front of them, like a mouse and stare at them all. Specifically Jenna that came forward to see what's happening while balrow and malfoy stayed back for a while.
She open her mouth and blatter shit super fast "DON'TLISTENTOHIMHE'SLYINGTRINGTODESTROYMYSOCIALSCOR-!"
My hand lash out. "JENNA HELP ME!" I cover Mousy mouth and pull her closer to me. Beneath my arm. Keeping her still and there with a single arm.
All while jenna look at the sight with wide eyes. Just like annie was, too wide. A small concerned motherly smile spread on her face, a tiny bit too slow.
"Y-yes?"
"SHE'S A PREDAT-!"
And before I can take my full and total revenge I can see the body of a blonde man slamming fully against the body of a dead boar.
It's a dash, a fucking sprint and jump.
It barely moves.
Malfoy rub his shoulder and stumble back, looking at the big boar.
What the fuck?
He then turn his head to look at balrow.
"Indeed. It looks like moving them will be a bit of a trouble"
Just after that. Annie. Like a fucking mouse fighting back under my hold as hard as she can, finally manage to escape. She grab jenna clothes and hide behind her. "Don't listen to him. Don't. He's trying to ruin my life"
Poor jenna is looking back at all of us in the same expression as before. All while balrow hang back, barely reacting at the chaos as he nod toward malfoy.
"Heavy."
Malfoy nod back.
Suddenly interested in what's happening there I speak up. Ignoring my revenge for a while.
"Trying to see if you can move it?"
"Indeed." He give me a glance. A small too sharp smile on his face, odd.
A nod from balrow, then Jenna talk.
"Yeah actually, but it looks heavier than it looks" REALLY JENNA!? DOES IT!? MY SHOULDER CAN ATTEST IT DOES!
Malfoy and balrow step closer to close up our circle, and annie seeing I won't finish our joke for now, turn her head to mess with malfoy.
"Hah! Yeah, it does look heavy. Maybe you should wait for someone stronger. Like ludger. To carry this, you're clearly too weak for that job"
Malfoy look at annie. Squint. "Big words from a pervert"
Good job malfoy.
She snap her head back to stare at him. Then at me. "HOW!?"
Jenna look left and right again wondering what's happening, all while balrow just look at the comedy like he's enjoying a sitcom.
His eyes flash. From the entire scene to me. Me specifically. He's staring, too hard.
Malfoy help her out of her thoughts first though "I have ears." He roll his eyes before looking at me. Balrow has been looking at me for a while too. Way too long.
"It looks nasty, need some rest from our training?"
Ah. Right.
As if the flood has been turned, everyone start focusing on me again.
Well, more on my injuries to be honest. Jenna look at me with small eyes, her shoulders going down, relaxing as she see me joke around and be like usual.
Remembering her unability to shoot, a small burning in my veins show up for a second.
Balrow is looking at me stoicly, inspecting all of my torso. Inspecting all of me. Strangely enough he look at my eyes more than anything.
Just like malfoy. He's rubbing his chin and circling me, looking left, right, up, and down. Seeing if his training partner will be unavailable for a while. Oddly enough, he look at me with that dumb smile he had when we fought hulk.
Even Mousy stopped joking around. She's closer to me, not hiding anymore as she look me up and down. Her face tell me what she's seeing is nasty. She's relaxed, eyes good. Normal, not like a second ago.
I can't answer though. Apparently Jenna seeing enough decided that I needed to rest. "Yeah, he definetly need rest"
Mousy nods "a lot of it" she almost touch one of my bruise but I look her down and say "pervert..." She look up at me and her eyes widen "again?" I nod.
She look down at her finger "Is that a new nickname"
I don't answer but my smile grow. It gets waaaay bigger.
Malfoy step out from behind me and stand beside Mousy, looking at me. Ah right, he asked a question
"Yeah probably" I move my shoulders around with a slight ache in them "I'll need some rest" I move my left shoulder. "Especially for this one. Maybe we'll train together but super low effort, just to help me heal faster, nothing more" he nod and hum before walking back toward the dead boar.
Then my eyes turn toward balrow, he look at my injuries.
I look at my abused hands.
Then at my forearms.
Then I look at his own hands. Almost fully covered with a long sleeves he pulled down, only his fingers is visible.
He's only in his long sleeved T shirt now. His previous sweater, the one he ripped a bit of cloth for my injuries against the goblin, isn't here. Probably on his bed.
"How about you?"
It brings the attention of the others, as I speak to balrow.
He look at me. Too, fucking, much.
I look at him. Weird.
He answer back, pretty quickly. "i'm fine" Annie snap back to turn at balrow "You're injured!?"
Jenna do the same but without speaking.
I can hear malfoy voice from afar. "Of course you mongrels" MONGRELS!? REALLY!?
Balrow shake his head again. "Nothing but hand scratches, ludger had the brunt of the work" he nod at me.
Why is he doing that?
He keep looking at me. With those eyes. Just begging me to keep it a secret, why?
He keep looking at me. As the two girls get more and more invested in this.
He carried that shield too.
Okay the boars changed tactics against me and were stronger.
But still. He held it.
It was hard, very fucking hard. He must be injured, why the fuck is he hiding that?
He keep staring at me, just at me.
Fuuuuuck.
For some secret reason, I decide to help him in his dumb hiding my pain macho shit.
Without waiting for a second, I redirect the attention that was on him.
"Anyway! What are we gonna do about those bodies?"
He better be thankful.