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“Matt…” Oliver countered

“The water’s boiling over”

“Huh?” Oliver ran his hands down Matt’s back Christ, he felt fucking good

“The water on the stove It’s boiling over”

Oh shit “Oh shit” Oliver heard the sizzle then He jerked away fro out, he went to turn the stove off just as water splashed out and hit his hand “Motherfucker,” he gritted out before flicking the burner off and pulling the pan off it His hand stung His hard-on was gone, and he thought ood idea to crawl into the oven and not come out until Matt left He probably would have if his hand didn’t burn so fucking bad

“Letup behind hi like a son of a bitch

“I’m fine” And he felt like an idiot He’d wanted to bend Matt over the counter and Matt hadn’t been thinking anything of the sort

“Let rabbed his hand and Oliver let him It was definitely irritated but no blisters “It looks first degree Let’s get soh he couldn’t make it to the sink alone From there he turned on the water and put Oliver’s hand under the fountain The coolness immediately started to dull the pain

Matt didn’t let go of him and Oliver didn’t pull back There was obviously no reason why he couldn’t do this on his own, but he let Matt hold his hand there Watched as the water ran over him, ran down his wrist, and cascaded over Matt’s hand as well

Jesus, he was fucking ridiculous What was it about thishe did that made him come undone like this?

“I think it’s okay now” Oliver tried to pull his hand back, but Matt wouldn’t let him

“No We need to keep it here for three to five minutes”

So they did; they stood there together while their hands were under the cool water Neither of the where their bodies met the same way he did

“Do you have any aloe or anything?” Matt asked him after minutes ticked by