It wasn't often that the man got into fights. Mostly ones he didn't start, but ended up finishing. This, however, was one that he himself had started. And he'd won, too. Not without a few scrapes and bruises though.
So now he was at the one place he knew he could get patched up with no hassle and no stitches. Knocking on the door to his boyfriend's apartment, he gave a weak smile as the door opened. "Hey there."













