“i’ll make you a deal: i’ll just get you some bandages, and nothing else, and you stop making a fuss over it.”
sent by ( @lialithz )
Sitting on the ground, Bambam didn’t know what hurt him the most - if the scraped knee or the way she was talking to him. Despite being among the youngest in his family and despite being the most prone to accidents and trouble, he didn’t like when people talked to him as if what he was going through was not important.
Okay, so it was not like he was going to die from a scraped knee but ripping his favourite jeans was not helping his mood getting better. Not only were they his favourite but they were also expensive and, right now, he was not swimming in money. According to his mum, he was being too ‘frivolous’. First, that was not entirely true. Second, that was not entirely true.
“Okay, okay. Fine.” he sighed out, getting a bottle of water out of his bag so he could damp the bandages and clean his knee. “Deal.”
