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Alex sat beside me as I cry into his shoulder. I felt taken advantage of and disrespected. I wasn't expecting Leon to kiss me so suddenly. Alex caresses my head as he tried to calm me down. I finally lifted my head as my sobs turn into sniffles. Alex grabbed a glass of water and handed it over to me. I took the glass from him and drank a few sips. I put the glass down and Alex wiped my face off with some tissue, quite aggressively, may I add. I felt like a child whose mother is cleaning their face.

He then took another tissue and brought it up to my nose. He pressed on nostril close and instructed me to blow my nose so I did. He then pressed the other one close and ordered me to do it again. He folded the tissue before taking another one and wiped my nose clean.

"Thanks, it's not like I can't do that myself," I mumbled.

"Shut up, I'm not yet done." He said before cleaning my face again, with a washcloth this time.

"Did you have to do it so roughly?" I asked, suddenly feeling ann