Apr 14, 2016
“bruises?”
“I’m fine,” comes the quick reply- not wantingthe other to divert attention to him and hiswounds. He was fine. Even if ‘fine’ was coveredin blood and shaking with residual shock.
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“bruises?”
“I’m fine,” comes the quick reply- not wantingthe other to divert attention to him and hiswounds. He was fine. Even if ‘fine’ was coveredin blood and shaking with residual shock.
“bruises?”
He didn’t want her to help, only because all shehad done for him WAS help. Stubborn as he was,he thought it better to heal wounds himself. Fingerspatted over bandages dipped in salve, musclesclenching as he struggled to keep still. Finally, doeshe give in, raising an arm- avoiding her gaze. “I can’tdo it..”
Did you sit in a pile of sugar? Cause you have a pretty sweet ass.
An ear flicks- lipsupturned in a sly smirk.“You been starin’ at itthis entire time?”
"I'm bad at pickup lines. If I buy you a drink, will you help me work one out?"
That caught his attention.His mouth opens in an ‘O’,head tilting as a smalllaugh escapes him. Jovial,in all of the sense. “Good one!I’m actually interested.”
"I couldn't stand the person inside me, I turned all the mirrors around."
He grimaces. They reminded himof.. well.. him. Hating himself to apainful degree, achingat himself in a manner where tearinghimself apart seemed a better optionthan to continue burning in the cesspoolof loathing.A hand is offered, shaking, yet firmin it’s own sense. “I see a lot in you.Many do. Don’t forget that.”
❝ i don’t have to fucking tell them anything .❞
Iron Bull is glancing betweenXander, and the men just a footaway from them both. What werethey asking that had Xander sopissy? He could only guess. Or,well, just read them and find outhimself. The tension has himbristling, teeth clicking togetherin a somewhat irritated tic as hecracks his neck with one simplejerk of the head. “Then don’t?What do they even want?”
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