Entangled With The Mafia Lord

“Hey Daven,” I said to a sleepy looking Daven who was currently seated up on his bed. He smiled wildly on seeing me then winced and quickly reached for his bandaged head.

“Ow,” He mumbled under his breath, his lips forming a pout which was so unusual and out of place on his face. I was already used to always seeing Daven with wild grins or sly smirks, his face was never without a smile completely so seeing him getting paid in his head from smiling dampened my not so good mood a lot more.

“Bossssss!!” He screeched once I stood beside his bed. The kid was completely stuck with calling me ‘boss’ and I don’t think a day would come that he’d willingly call me by my name.

I sank into the space beside him and ruffled his hair the exact way he hates it. He batted my hand immediately. “Aw, c’mon. Don’t do that to my hair now. I’m just recovering and should be treated a lot better than this.

“Stop being such a baby.” I replied and grinned at him when he scowled at me in irritation.

“How do you feel?”

“Hungry!” Daven replies enthusiastically, his hand patting his stomach for emphasis.

“Why? You weren’t given food?” I demanded immediately, a scowl was already spreading across my face in irritation.

“Not that.” Daven mumbled. I kept on looking at him until after a few seconds of watching him ignore my gaze before he breathed out a sigh and finally met my gaze.

“Have you eaten hospital food before? I’m sure you haven’t but I’m letting you know that their food is so irritating and totally not cool. I asked the doctor if I could get something else like pizza before I finally got released but he refused, saying that pizza was not the best food for a recovering patient. What does he know? I don’t think he knows anything. And my injury wasn’t really that serious, the doctor was just exaggerating.” Daven muttered, all the while glaring at the hospital’s door as if he was actually glaring at the doctor.

“Aw c’mon, it can’t be this bad, Daven. And I’ve eaten hospital food before, but that was when I was still a scrawny little kid and the food wasn’t that cool…” I held up a hand when Daven was about to cut in. “But I’m sure hospitals have improved their kitchen drastically since then, don’t you think?”Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“No! It hasn’t improved one bit, I have a feeling it has gotten worse and I’m not being overly dramatic right now.” Daven argued while scowling at my grinning expression.

“You’re so dramatic, Daven.” I said as I ruffled his hair again. He pushed my hand away and scrunched his nose up in irritation which looked funny as well to me.

“We’ll be leaving in a few minutes, let me just find the doctor.” I said to Daven as I dug out my phone and checked the time.

03:21pm.

“Really? Oh my gosh, I love you so much, boss. I thought I was still going to spend the night here because that was what the evil doctor said, ”I don’t like him one bit.” Daven moaned out dejectedly, I rolled my eyes as I shoved my phone into my pocket just as the door got pulled open and the doctor strolled in.

“You might not like me, but I’m only looking out for your health, Daven. That’s the only important thing to us for now, not even your preferences so far . Not going along with your wellbeing for now would not be advisable for you, take for example your breakfast this morning. The food given to you has enough calories to help you heal faster than what a few slices of pizza would take a week to create.” The doctor finally stopped talking when he got to my side. We were almost the same height, but he was a lot leaner than I am. His hands were in his coat pockets and he dug out his right one to offer me a handshake.

I received it and we shook hands before he introduced himself. “Hello there, Mr-”

“Auden.” I filled in for him.

“Mr Auden.” He paused. “You’re the guardian to Mr Daven here, right?”

“That’s right, I am.”

“He was lucky the glass didn’t sink in further than it did last night, if not it could have affected his left eye right from the insides.” The doctor paused for a moment and walked towards Daven who was glaring at him.

“Hello Daven.” He said to Daven as he prodded the wound lightly.

“Glad you finally noticed me,” Daven sneered in the doctor’s face. If looks could kill, I assure you that Daven would have killed almost half the citizens of America with his glares and sneers.

“Oh, I noticed you just fine since the moment I walked in, no one in their right mind could miss that sneer sitting proudly on your cute nose.” The doctor said to Daven as he pushed himself upright once again.

The blush that covered Daven’s face made me chuckle quietly, Daven was hopeless.

“I’ll be leaving with him in a few minutes, so where is the paperwork that I’m supposed to sign?” I asked the doctor who finally tore his gaze away from Daven’s and said he was going to go get them in a minute.

The moment the door slid close, I literally watched the breath whoosh out from his body as he slumped down in his bed. He squeezed his eyes close tightly for a few minutes before peaking them open.

“You remember when I told you I hated the doctor?” He asked and I nodded in reply.

“I lied. I don’t hate him one bit, I’m just stupidly attracted to him.” Daven cried out as he slumped more heavily on his bed, his teeth chewing on his lower lips. “And he’s not straight because I’ve always tried my best not to crush on straight people. I know a gay person when I see them, my gay-der is so up to date like that.” He continued and I chuckled softly while ruffling his hair again, he didn’t beat my hands away or scowl in irritation this time, which just showed how worked up he actually was.