Chapter 125

Scott was now down on his knees, cleaning Mitch's vomit off of the floor. When he was done, he walked back into his own bedroom, seeing Mitch waiting for him on his bed. Mitch stood up quickly, and then ran over to hug him. Scott hugged back gently, afraid to jostle Mitch's stomach too much if he was still unwell. Scott pulled away a little, just to see Mitch's face. "Are you feeling any better?" "A lot better, actually." "So it must've just been something in your stomach that your body didn't like. I'm glad you're not seriously sick, baby. But I'm sorry you had to throw up." Mitch frowned at him. "I'm sorry you had to clean it." "I have no problem with it, honey. You needed help, and that's what I'm here for." Scott replied with a loving smile. ********