Elyana's POV
I had to cover my chest while I let Felicity clean my wounds. He was slowly removing the peeled, soft skin using a Q-tip in a downward direction. While he does, my mind doesn't want me to rest with so many thoughts and questions that I was frightened to let out, especially when he was around, but as minutes passed by, I couldn't take it anymore, and curiosity won.
"Can I ask something?"
"Go on," he answered without a second thought.
"D-do you feel awkward right now with what you're doing?" I let out.
"No," he responded quickly.
"And how about that time you helped me?"
"W-what do you mean? The time I pulled out of the tub?"
"Y-yes." I stammered. "I-I'm just wondering—you saw me fully naked at that time, and now you're helping me clean my wounds without knowing when I'm
