Wounded Starter Meme with @spottedbugaboo continued from X
He winced at the pressure on his arm. Chat had to bite his cheek to keep his yelp from alerting her to just how badly her gentle touch hurt. “Look,” he said on a terse breath. “It was my arm or you. And my vote every time is gonna be my arm.” His magical hearing could detect the akuma’s distraction.
Curling his fingers around her hand, he removed it from his arm and the blood flowed a little more freely. “Your Cure will fix it. Don’t worry about me, bugaboo. I’ll find something to wrap around it and then I’ll join you...” He trailed off, not exactly pleased with his plan considering she would be on the battlefield alone until he could find a cloth or something.
Absentmindedly, his hand shifted to thread their fingers together as he surveyed the alley to determine if there was something sanitary and usable. “It’s not good that the akumas can attack us like this now, huh?” He murmured.















