Lavi had to rip his dresser apart to find clothes that would even begin to fit the homeless kid sitting on his couch. He found and old pair of sweatpants and a long sleeved shirt that would have to do. He grabbed a couple towels on his way out of the room and turned the thermostat on high as he headed back towards the couch.
When he reached Allen again, the poor guy looked like he was about to pass out on the couch. Knowing that hypothermia was an all too real likelihood, he tried to keep him awake. So, Lavi decided to talk. “Hey, I’m going to get you out of these wet clothes, ok? I’m not trying to feel you up or anything.”
Lavi pulled on Allen’s shirt first, finding the fabric hard to yank off while it was so wet. But, when he finally managed it, he dropped it to the floor with the coat and pulled the dry towel around Allen’s shoulders. Next he worked on his boots, those taking even more time than the shirt. Meanwhile, he could hear the furnace turning on and hopefully working its magic. “I usually keep my apartment pretty cool, but in your case, I’ll make an exception.”
Allen knew there was something he should be worried about as Lavi pulled of his shirt, but he couldn’t think of what it was. He tried to brush the feeling off, but as a towel was put around his shoulders and Lavi started to remove his boots, it continued to nag at him. It wasn’t until he felt warm air blow across his arms that he realized what was wrong. His deformed arm was showing.
He stiffened a bit, opening his eyes to look at the redhead nervously, but he seemed to be occupied with pulling off his other boot. Did he not notice…? Allen didn’t know how he could possibly miss it, but the man in front of him gave no indication he had noticed it at all. Well, if he hadn’t noticed it yet, he was sure to in time…
Allen reached up and pulled at the towel over his shoulders, moving it to cover his left shoulder and arm instead. It was the best he could think to do at the moment, as exhaustion still made it difficult to want to move, or even think.