rin had all intentions of making this funny. . . his kind of jest with his friends were far from delicate. he wasn’t delicate after all . his games with sousuke including brawling. still, this wasn’t samezuka like he was use to.
square in the nose. yeah makoto didn’t really punch well but his muscle made up for it. the sweet start of a laugh screeched into a pained bark that fainted into a whine. instantly rin brought his hand to cover his face. he had stumbled all the way to the wall.
‘ Itai-itai-itai ! ‘ a pressured suck came between his teeth. he couldn’t be mad. but damn this hurt.
‘ i. . . deserved that. ‘ a groan. ‘ i don’t know. . . does it look bad. ‘
right when he took his hand off as the big reveal to makoto it was a big reveal of a bloody nose that dripped down to his chin. ‘ -- EHH?! ‘
@caetux /// cont !