Modo was sick.
"Vinnie ..", Modo sounded weak. "Where are you going ..?"
Vinnie turned to look at him. "Nowhere, how so?"
"You .. you got up," Modo swallowed hard.
"Ah, I just changed my position .." Vinnie blushed. "Do you want some water?"
Modo nodded.
Vinnie helped him to drink. "You were thirsty," he grinned. "I'll get more water .."
But Modo took his hand. "Do not ... just stay here .."
"I just go and get more water and then i come back ..."
"No ... I do not care about that .."
Vinnie looked Modo. "Well, okay, if you want."
"All what I want ..", Modo was breathing weakly. "I was just ..."
"Calm down, calm down .." Vinnie kissed him. "I'm not going anywhere, I'm right here, okay?"
Modo nodded weakly. "Sorry ... heavy breathing ..", tears appeared in to his cheek.
"Shh," Vinnie wiped the tears away from his cheek. "Do not cry .."
Modo stared at him but said nothing.
"Modo ..?"
"Hmm?"
Vinnie gave a deep sigh. "You'll get better soon, I promise."
"Okay", Modo smiled weakly. "I always trust in you…."
Vinnie crawled back into bed and went to lie down next to Modo. "Try to sleep, big guy, I'm here if you need anything."
"All I want ..", Modo closed his single eye. "I have all I want."