[ 𝑡𝑜 @ofsmalldoses ( dean ), 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑦𝑖𝑎. ]
she honestly had no clue how he could survive post all the injuries given to him in a single fight; even ones so easy to clean ( by tender hands such as her own ) and ones that make her want to crawl out of her own skin.
those ones were ones she couldn’t stand stitching and blotting and all the things in between.
yet he still looked beautiful to her in the most unreasonable way. truly she didn’t know why the attraction was there.
but she knew that it was true. that it was pure. that it was caring.
it was the love she wished others can experience.
“ i really don’t know how you do it. ”





















