We made it halfway to Orion's room when I bumped my hip against the table while trying to keep my distance from him— subsequently triggering a cacophony of groans and grimaces as my back cracked loudly, my hip throbbed from bumping against the table in pain and my footing gets jumbled up as he quickly grabs hold of my shoulders to keep me steady. His prior doting attitude then did a 180° as he immediately grew serious while checking on my condition.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu— My back! My hips!
"Darien, you should lie down. What did you do to strain your back? I only ever heard that kind of crack from my father... And then he was bedridden for a few months because of it." Orion leads me into his room, laying me on my stomach as he proceeds to climb on top of me like it were the most natural of outcomes, pinning me beneath him as I began to feel anxious again.
"W-wait, what are you doing...?" I anxiously asked as Orion slips his hand under my shirt and pulls it upwards over my shoulders.
