The man smiled with a pure weariness and a raw struggle. But that was alright, wasn't it ? Now when the other was around, Chico was alright. "I don't think--- I don't feel very well." Hand pressing against his underside trembled, still trying to control the bleed. And why he was always left behind dumpsters ? -- with that thought, Blanco snorted to himself, slowly getting light-headed. Wait a second, who was it again ? Finally, Emmanuel's gaze settled on Igor, welcoming the man once again with a smirk. Oh, he was fine. Right ? "-- Hi... I like your jacket... I stopped them, right ? Did I do a good job ? -- " a pause sealed his lips, before frowning. "Huh? What was that ? -- "
“ Сука.” he carsed one attacker before hitting him with the baseball bat, with one swing that broke teeth. igor was far too strong for these useless fuckers that decided to attack them out of nowhere. he swings at another and break the wooden bat on their back, it wasn't a fatal blow. grom was careful not to go there and accidentally kill someone.
Leather jacket was covering his white shirt now and zipper tight, hiding a bloody-red stripe on his chest that sting on his skin and make his white shirt bloody red. he barely growls as he's forced to walk back to check on his friend. “Chico wake up!.” he yanks blanco up on his feet checking him out. “ are ya okay?.”a hand immediately wraps around his neck and tighten his grip, force him to make eye contact. Did I do a good job?’ that was random...igor mostly done the beating but instead he smils and tell him.“ Yes, yes. good job.” igor chuckles blood covering his teeth doing so it cause pain shooting through his body and his jacket was visibly soiled with his own blood.
the cop hurried up to zip his jacket off his body, soaked shirt next, showing the fresh nasty knife scar on the center of his naked chest. “ i will be fine.” he hissed seeing that worried look on chico’s face. “ i will be fine.” he repeated again like he wants the other to believe it.