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Looking for Love	By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 2208 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part 11 � A cold shower

/�And I pray it lifts
us higher�/

Will brought back another bowl of oatmeal, this time with
the tray and a spoon.� Don ate then
drifted back to sleep, still holding the spoon.�

He woke up an hour later, the dishes cleared away and himself tucked back under the blanket.� I could
get used to this pampering �

Then aches in his body reminded him why he was lying in this
bed.� And a whiff of himself reminded him
that it had been days since he�d had a real shower or bath.� The sponge bath that Will gave him could only
do so much.

�Will?� Don called.

Will appeared at the door.� �Maybe I should give you a little bell or
something to summon me,� he said wryly.

�Sorry,� Don said with a flush.� He hated being dependant on anyone.

�No, it�s okay,� Will said, seeing
his expression.� He added with a wink,
�When you bring an injured wild animal home, you expect to feed and take care
of it for a while.�

�I certainly smell like a wild animal,� Don said.

�Well, now that you mention it �� Will smiled.� Don was momentarily distracted that ready
smile that banished the seriousness of Will�s face.� �Shower or bath?�

�Shower would be nice.��
Baths, in Don�s opinion, were for relaxing in, not getting clean.

�You�re gonna need help with that,� Will said.

�Probably,� Don acknowledged, annoyed by his weakness.

�Let me change into something that can get soaked then,�
Will said, pulled something out of a drawer, and walked into the bathroom.

Don got to his feet by himself, a small triumph.� Walking around the end of the bed though, he
realized he was still very wobbly.� He
stopped in the middle of the room, swaying slightly, and waited for Will.

Will came out of the bathroom, dressed only in a pair of
blue swim trunks.� His gorgeous body was
almost all on display � from his well-shaped legs to his flat stomach to his
muscled chest.� He had a smooth, golden,
and mostly hairfree body, and the swim trunks did little to hide a substantial
crotch package.

Don�s body immediately took notice and pain throbbed through
him.� Don groaned, �Did you have to do
that?�

�What?�� Will said,
startled.

�Wear that.�� Don
waved at the swim trunks.� �Couldn�t you
have just put on a raincoat or something?�

Will blinked at him for a moment then a smile spread across
his face.

�Yeah, fine,� Don grumbled.�
�Torment the injured guy.�

Will gave a warm chuckle and went to pull on a grey t-shirt.� At least that covered some of the real estate.� He pulled out a hair tie and began to gather
up his long hair.� Don fixed his eyes on
the bathroom door and made his wobbly way over to the doorframe.

�Pretty good,� Will said, coming up behind him.

Don gritted his teeth and made it the next few steps across
the bathroom before he had to grab the sink and let the room shift around him.

�You better not be pushing yourself
too much,� Will warned.� �After all my work.�

Don knew Will was right, he was pushing.� Don took a firm grip on his pride and held
out his hand for Will to help him take off his clothes.� Will efficiently stripped him and helped him
step into the bathtub, under the shower nozzle.�
Don braced himself against the tile wall with his one functional
hand.� Will stepped in behind him and
pulled the shower curtain closed.� He
reached around Don and turned on the water.�
Water poured down onto Don�s head.�
He closed his eyes and shivered.

�Too cold?�� Will asked.

�A little warmer,� Don said.�
He usually liked his showers hot but he needed the body-calming effects
of cool water.

�I figure I can hold on to your shoulders while you use the
soap.�

�Good idea,� Don said.�
Very good idea since Don didn�t think he could stand Will�s hands soaping
him down.� Will gripped Don�s shoulders,
managing to find someplace to hold that didn�t have too many wounds, and Don
fumbled with the soap but eventually got it most places.� He grimaced when he realized this shower
meant that Will would have to reapply all the salves
and replace his bandages.� He must have
smelled really bad for Will to be willing to do that.

�Need to rinse my back,� Don said, and Will turned him
around.�

Don discovered himself standing about two inches from a
soaking wet Will.� The t-shirt clung to
his body in a way that was sexier than bare skin.� Don swallowed and quickly closed his
eyes.� That only helped some since his
entire body seemed far too aware of how close Will was.� Don leaned back farther into the cool water,
hoping that it would dampen more than just his hair.

�Back around,� Don said, without opening up his eyes.� Will turned him back around and Don held onto
the wall for a moment, trying to settle his racing heart.� He remembered that back in Watson and even
under Channing, he�d chastised himself for being just an animal, driven by his
body.� Here he was again, unable to
control his body.� At Watson,
that led to�Okay, thinking about Watson was definitely not helping him
cool down.� Instead, he thought about
Channing, and that filled him with enough disgust and anger that he was able to
take a breath.

Will�s fingers on his shoulders were tightening and flexing,
almost rhythmically.� Don thought about
those hands traveling downwards, that wet body pressed against his back �

�Damn,� Don said under his breath.� He was never going to get through the shower
this way.

�Don, you okay?�� Will
asked.�

�Sure,� Don said huskily, then
cleared his throat.� �Sure,� he said
again in a more normal tone.� �Just enjoying the water.�

�I see,� Will said.

I most sincerely hope
that you do not.

�Shampoo�s over there.��
Will waved to a shelf with a few bottles.

Don reached over and grabbed a bottle, then tried to figure
out one-handed shampooing.� �Umm,
Will?�� he asked.
�Could you get my hair?�

�Sure,� Will said and released one hand from Don�s
shoulder.� Don handed him the bottle of
shampoo then turned and braced himself back against the wall.� Will�s other hand vanished from Don�s
shoulder, leaving it feeling light and cold.�
Don heard Will flip open the bottle and squeeze
some out.

Then Will�s hands were in his hair, massaging the shampoo
in.� His strong fingers slid over Don�s
ears and down his neck, gathering stray hair into the lather.� Don clenched his teeth and told himself that
Will washing his hair was not one of
the most sensual things he�d ever felt.

Will finished and moved Don�s head forward under the shower
spray.� His fingers made sure that all of
the shampoo was gone then pulled away.�
Don was both relieved and disappointed to feel the hands go.

�You done?� Will asked.

I�m trying very hard
not to get started.�

�Yeah,� Don said, �Should smell better now.�

Will leaned around him and shut off the water.� In the sudden silence, Don heard Will sniff
appreciatively.� �Much better,� Will
declared.

Stepping out of the tub, Will gave Don a hand out.� Will took a towel and carefully patted Don�s
body dry while Don rubbed another towel across his hair.�

�Got a comb?� Don asked.

�You mean that hair of yours is deliberate?� I figured you just rolled out of bed every
morning and left it like that.�

�Ha, ha.� Don said and took the
comb that Will waved in front of him.� He
dragged the comb through his always unruly hair, just enough to pull out
tangles.�

When Don was done, Will gave an exaggerated sigh and
proceeded to re-salve and re-bandage Don�s battered body.� Maybe it was wishful thinking, but the cream
to Don�s anus seemed slightly less excruciating than before.

Will helped him into a fresh pair of pajamas, the first pair
now sticky with medication and dried blood.�
Don needed Will�s aid to get back to the bed and he collapsed, exhausted
by effort of the shower.

�You gonna be okay for a few minutes?�� Will asked.�
�I could use a real shower myself.�

�Sure,� Don mumbled, his eyes closed.

Will went back into the bathroom and closed the door.� After a moment, Don heard the shower turn
on.� The image flashed into Don�s mind of
water pouring down Will�s naked body.�
Don groaned and reached for sleep.
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