#xlcsinggrip

[rvlerofmyheavt]

[INJURY]: sender gently tends to receiver's wounds, which leads to them kissing + reverse (peyton to bejo [lets goooo lol])

Bejo was applying the peroxide on the wounds. The werewolf was baffled the psychic would do that for him. Noticing her wince he decided to talk.

"You didn't have to take the fall for me." Bejo said sincerly. "You've already been through enough.Those assholes were going to tackle me regardless." He said gently brushing the hair back.

"Beautiful." Bejo said. The werewolf knew his time was limited. He knew sooner or later that he would be found out. And the OEA would punish him or worse kill him.

But he couldn't think about that. Right now he had to tend to Peyton. And as he saw the tears, Bejo leaned in closer. Closing the space.

"Thank you for being there for me." He whispered. He gently cupped her cheeks before pressing his lips against her. There was a gentleness despite his aggressive demeanor. He wanted to show her that he cared. Even with everything going on he wanted to be with her.

"Thank you for loving a monster."

@xlcsinggrip

[rvlerofmyheavt]

Closed for @xlcsinggrip (post the box)

Bejo had a determination in his step as he walked towards Peyton. The probably former OEA agent was probably in deep shit to say the least. Between helping Rory with the vervain and killing the man followed by having to team up with Brooks to save Rory. Verything was a blur.

Still he couldn't help think about her. Peyton Morgrave, a woman that confuses him to no damn end. Maybe dare he says care for her. To never have to worry about any damn thing and get her loved ones as far away from here as possible. Could he be that person.

"No." Bejo whispered to himself. "She deserves better than me." He said under his breath. He hated the fact pertaining to going to her trailer. There was an unfornate reason, as he was covered in the blood of his coworkers and his place is too far. He knocked on the door, not aware how terrifying he could look.

"Peyton." He rasped. "Open the door."

[rvlerofmyheavt]

Closed for @xlcsinggrip

Bejo was watching the interaction intently between Peyton and the stranger. If it was any other night at the viper, Bejo would have just called the manager over. Keyword being any-as his anger rose with each move the stranger did. The untriggered werewolf didn't know why he felt so angry anyway.

To the OEA Peyton was a tool, an asset to predict things. He just started to step in when he noticed the bad condition Peyton was in after, not of any sincere care. Instead out of the need to get information out of her easier.

Thats what he told himself anyway.

Bejo finally snapped when the stranger was tried to reach out to Peyton. Having enough he approached the man.

"Of all the people you hit on, you chose the one who is forced to talk to your sorry ass-" Bejo seethed. Before the stranger answered he punched him straight in the throat. Bejo looked back at Peyton intently only the slightest bit calm on his visage.

"I don't know how you put up with that shit."