My Roommate Plays With Dolls

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When he returned home, it was fairly late, and he decided to get a quick shower and then head to bed...

Of course, he had no way of knowing that Yuri was in the shower. Mainly because he was just sitting there, behind the curtain, in the dark. Naked.

And so Blair walked into the bathroom, stripped and opened the curtain.

Yuri jumped, slipped, and hit his head on the faucet; his forehead began to bleed.

Blair may or may not have shrieked like a little girl.

"Yuri?! What are you doing?!" He exclaimed, panicking slightly.

Yuri tried to open his mouth to talk, but instead feel backwards and passed out in the tub.

Immediately, Blair picked him up and carried him into his bedroom, setting Yuri down on his bed. He looked around before he found a shirt which he used to clean up the blood. The gash was a pretty good one, though, so he found his first aid kit and used the bandages from it. He had expected he'd need it for his alternate, but apparently not.

When he finished, he just stared at Yuri. What the hell had he been doing?! Blair crossed his arms, watching him carefully. He should be fine, but he was debating on calling a doctor just in case...

Yuri opened his eyes a few minutes later.

"...What happened?..." he mumbled.

Blair seemed relieved.

"For some retarded reason you were in the bathtub!"

He blinked for a few minutes.

"...Why am I naked in your room?"

Blair felt his face flush a bit.

"I just said! Because I went to get a shower, but you were in the bathtub for some retarded reason!"

"...So we bathed together," he said quietly, his face reddening for once.

Blair felt his face grow redder.

"What?! Of course not!" He snapped. "You hit your head after you saw me and so I had to bring you in here!"

"...You watched me take a bath?" he asked, still confused. "Is that why my head hurts?"

Blair frowned.

"No. You were just...sitting in there for some reason." He replied, confused as to why himself.

He blinked, then blushed.

"...Oh. I remember now. Why the hell were you there?"

"Me?! What were YOU doing?!" He exclaimed. "I was going to get a shower, you retard!"

"I didn't know you were home!" he exclaimed simply. "You should've knocked!"

"You should've had the light on! What the hell were you doing, anyway?!"

He blushed, looking to the side.

"...Showering."

Blair frowned and looked to the side.

"Whatever. Just get back to your room."

"...Take me to a hospital," he said quietly, not moving.

"Are you sure?" Blair asked, though he seemed to be prepared to have to carry Yuri, anyway.

He nodded.

"I feel lightheaded."