Touch Your Mind (English Translation)

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co-translator : AzureMoses

 "...I will take better care of him than before

I'll take care of him longer than can be perceived

I will take care of him more than my own heart

I will take care of you until you see my sincerity..."

#MekFrame

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***Chirp***

The sound of the bathroom door opening alarmed the man sitting in the bathroom waiting to get up from the floor where he was sitting. Mek walked over to Frame as soon as the other person was able to get out of the bathroom.

The person who had just showered had to raise his eyebrows and stare at him as if he was asking what he wanted, which is why Mek hurriedly took this opportunity to pull Frame's hand and walk over to the bed to sit down.

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Sit down first," he told the man he was about to get up and leave. A thick hand pressed against Frame's broad shoulders, keeping him from getting up and thankfully he wasn't rebelling.

Mek walked to the bedside table to pick up the bag of medicines that he went downstairs to buy while the other took a shower. He then pulled out a tube of anti-bruises medicine, squeezing the creamy yellow cream onto his index finger before rubbing it onto the bruised skin. Frame's cheeks and the corners of his mouth puffed out slightly.

"Hurts?"

"Heh..."

Mek gently dabbed the cream along the bruise on the left cheek of the person who looked up. Mek looked into those beautiful eyes of Frame. While his hand continued to knead the side of his cheek without stopping.

The two exchanged glances without either wanting to look away from the other. At this moment, Mek's heart was beating rapidly. He was very happy to be close and alone with Frame again, because previously the two had been apart. So much so that when Mek saw the other person he couldn't greet him or talk to him. And this, was torture to Mek's heart. The absence of Frame in Mek's life tortured him so much, it made him wonder: // Why is it so painful to the point that I can't describe it in words? //

"No more," Frame said, pulling away from his fingers, causing Mek to fall from his own thoughts. He then knelt on the floor in front of him, only Frame was still on the mattress, Mek grabbed both of Frame's hands to hold them on.

The seated person looked at him with slightly surprised eyes. But he didn't ask any questions.

"Frame."

"Yes?"

Mek lifted Frame's hands and placed them on his cheeks. The warmth received by the hands of the one he loves warmed his heart. Mek gave a wide smile to the one that still looked at him and then asked a question because he needed an answer.

"Will Frame give Mek a chance?"

"Can you speak normally?"

"Mek is speaking normally"

"I've never heard or seen you like this before."

"Well, now it's not like before"

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"In the past, we were just friends," Mek replied in a serious tone. His eyes locked on the pair of beautiful sharp eyes of the person in front of him.

Meanwhile, Frame's hand was still on the side of Mek's cheek.