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There were too many people in his apartment. More than had ever been inside in the three years he'd lived there. With four big dragon shifters there, space felt a little tight. While almost everyone there cared about him, with the exception of Izzy,whose presence still baffled him, it wasn't something he was used to.
"It will be my decision if you put yourself at risk. Now let me help you pack your shit. You're coming home with me." What an overbearing asshole.
That was it. Ulises met everyone's gaze with a smile. "I appreciate everyone coming by, but Easton is right. The party is over."
That was a gentle way of telling them to get out, right? Ulises needed time to himself. And time to breathe.
"Do you need help packing?" Jude asked.
"No. Thank you." Ulises touched his neck. "I've been sick a long time. Most of my life. I'm used to it, but I understand most of you are worried. You don't have to be. I've become very good at navigating this."
His vision blurred but he ignored it. He must have swayed. He wasn't aware of doing it but everyone else in the room was. Izzy swept him off his feet so fast it startled him. "I've got you."
Easton mumbled about changing his medication, which was what Ulises thought too, but he supposed they needed tests to rule out other things.
Gavin took charge. "Are you going to be okay here for a while?"
"I'll be fine. I just need to pack after I rest. I won't drive. And I’ll call you for ride when I’m ready. If that’s okay?" Ulises met Izzy's gaze. "You can put me down."
"If you want to stay here, I’ll stay with you."
"No way!" Ulises wasn’t the only one who protested. Easton and Jarrell also did. What came as a surprise was that Jude didn't. Jude had a knowing smirk. Raylee bit his lip and leaned into Daruss.
The rest of them didn't have much to say about it.
"I'll sleep on the couch."
"Put me down!" The last thing Ulises needed as Izzy hanging around.
Izzy put him on his feet again but he kept an arm around his waist. "I'm staying."
"I don't want you here."
"I know. But you still need me."
"I need someone. Not you." Ulises turned toward the bedroom. He grabbed his suitcase and started packing his clothes. “If you’re going to keep arguing with me, I’ll just go now.”
“We’ll wait for you to pack, Ulises,” Easton yelled from the living room.
"I'll pick you up in the morning to take you to work," Izzy called from the other room.
"I’ll call if I need a ride.” Ulises really wanted to hate Izzy, but it was difficult when all of his demands were about helping him. “What a jerk.”
"I heard that."
"I don't care."
Izzy had the nerve to chuckle and it came from the bedroom doorway. "Are you going to agree to me driving you?"
"No." Yes because Izzy was like a wrecking ball, blowing through Ulises’s defenses. But he wasn't going to make it easy for him.
"Please."
Ulises turned. "Get out of my bedroom."
"It's not like I haven't been inside before."
"That was before you said you were pity-fucking me."
