Bab 100: 100 - Is it really for the best?

Mark watched from afar how Mikael was getting his stuff ready. He had a black suitcase placed on top of his bed and messily stuffed his clothes inside. His torso was exposed and wrapped with bandages in a very neat way. A bloody patch was eminent at one side of his chest and as he ducked slightly to grab a shirt he frowned touching the place his wound was. 

Without thinking about it mark entered the lonely bedroom and approached him confidently taking the shirt from his hand. For one second Mikael seemed surprised that he had decided to return back, but as he watched the red head empty his luggage and fold one by one the clothes neatly he smiled and rested on the bed, while looking at his cute face. 

"You don't seem too eager to stop me from doing your job" Mark commented and the blond boy smiled.