Ace smirked and watched as his doctor laid the laptop down. He knew he was in control of the house, his side leaning against the frame of the doorway, his bruised and swelling thumb held out as his lips stayed in an impish frown pouting childishly. He seemed to smile though as his hand was taken into the strong yet gentle hold of his provider. He loved the touches, it was one of the reasons that even though he could function without his thumb with little interference he chose to have it taken care of. He knew he would be fixed up and it meant another of the bandages with odd designs and bright colors, these were things he collected. â€œHey Marâ€¦.â€ he smiled but seemed to go silence hearing the stuff about the games breaking his finger his good hand went to his hip as the bag of blood swung from his frail pinky. â€œIt was not my controllerâ€¦â€ he paused and whispered under his breath â€œâ€¦this timeâ€¦â€ he then got louder in protest â€œIt was that damn bowl you put the popcorn in. I forgot how shallow it wasâ€¦ and well yeahâ€¦ I hit the bottomâ€¦.â€ He smirked some and nuzzled into Markâ€™s neck breathing cool soft air onto the maleâ€™s neck â€œyou should make it up to meâ€¦.. after all if that bowl hadnâ€™t been so shallow this would not have happened now would it?â€ his words were deep, slow, and intended to be sexy which being a vampire made it easy.<br/><br/>His back felt the small motion to move and he sighed walking slowly with Mark to the kitchen to get the supplies that was kept there. â€œI donâ€™t want to nap. If I do you wonâ€™t be there and I will get cold, and if I get cold Iâ€™ll shake and if I shake I might hurt myself..â€ a devilish grin filled his pale and soft features, â€œWhy donâ€™t you nap with me Mar Marâ€¦ that way Iâ€™ll know Iâ€™m safe..â€ he watched as his thumb was tenderly cared for and mended properly into place.  His pinky twitched and he looked to the bag of blood he had been getting â€œItâ€™s almost empty Marmyâ€¦.â€ He smirked just wanting more attention. Mark had to go to night shifts at the hospital and that left Ace all by himself most of the time so while markm was home he simply wanted the man to pay attention to him. Even if it meant over reacting to his injuries and needs. â€œYou should napâ€¦â€ he heard again and groans in reply â€œI said I will not nap aloneâ€¦.â€ He pouted more but smiled and leaned on Mark watching the bandage being set free of its platic wings. The kittens were all fluffy and cute and made Ace smile happily. His body held twenty different bandaids at that moment and he was proud of that fact.