Open to male muses (top/verse men) Hale and your muse are ex-boyfriend/fwb/lovers but they both never really stopped liking one another, your muse still cares for Hale a lot, clearly
Hale looked at the bandage on his hand, brows furrowed a little. The other male was still sitting with him, cleaning up, so caring. "You don't even have to take care of me." He started hesitantly. "But you still do, has me wonder.. you know." Or hope, maybe it was more hope. "Do you-" Okay but how did one even start this conversation. "You know, I never wanted for us to breakup." But maybe, just maybe, there still was a chance for them. "Or do you just pity me and you're afraid I die if no one takes care of that?" He lifted his hand shortly. "Is just a cut, might not kill me."












