#rizzxjp

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@ballerinotm | Cont.

There was a level of rage in his chest Rizz didn’t feel often. But seeing JP hurt, and not willing to tell him what happened. Oh, he wanted blood. But getting angry wasn’t going to make JP feel better. His jaw was clenched tight, but he let out a slow breath through his nose, trying to rein in that rage. 

“Come on,” he murmured, voice strained but softer. He reached, his touch much more gentle, as it curled around the younger’s shoulder and gently guided him deeper into the apartment. “Sit down. I’ll get you some ice.”