what’s up yall!!!! a little late in the day but it’s still Wednesday so I’ve got a wip for yall :3 !!!!
"You’re covered in blood!" Jimmy shrieks as loud as he can in the hushed tone Tango insisted he use. He honestly feels as though he might faint— all of that blood can’t be Tangos right? He really hopes it isn’t.
"Yeah— "
"Why are you covered in blood?!" Before Tango can explain himself Jimmy cuts him off and rushes forward to—
Well he’s not really sure what to do but he feels like he should be doing something. So in lou of knowing what to do he hovers his hands above Tango; unsure if the man is even hurt— he doesn’t seem to be. Not hunched over in pain or groaning and clutching his side are good signs but he can’t really see much in the low lighting of his porch. Hell— the only reason he can tell what Tango is covered with is blood is due to the sharp metallic sting in the air that make him lick his lips in search of a crack.
Light— he needs light.
Grabbing Tango by the shoulders he pulls him up the steps of the porch and through the front door and the second he does relief floods through him from the roof of his mouth to the veins in his wrist.
yay!!!! I hope y’all like this !! :3
