Them! The one being kissed. Is bleeding, yes. They immediately hold out their arm for him. Yes I am. See. Is this good. Am I being good by showing you? Hi.
…Okay. He fully turned away from the first aid kit. Obliging — pressing another kiss onto him. “You,” he emphasized with said kiss, “are bleeding. And we’re in my bathroom.” Not exactly the most romantic.
Helping can wait. They don’t die. Can’t ever die. Can’t ever suffer the way others do. But they understand, if only somewhat, his worry. He needs them. Needs Masky.
They brush again. Hey. More kisses.
“Masky—“
at first, he goes to complain because damn it, he can’t see, and he’s trying to help them. but his tone softened once he realized what they wanted.
…bashful and hoping it wasn’t obvious, alex paused for a beat before planting a kiss onto the other.
He couldn’t help it, really. Alex ushered them to the bathroom, pausing only to search through his cabinets for the alluded to first aid kit. Sure enough, he found it—and being poking through the items inside.
“What even happened? You were okay a second ago.”
oh. They look at the wound, then to Alex. It’s not an issue for them, not usually anyway. But Alex seems worried and when Alex worries, they worry. At least. Mostly.
Nodding. Trailing after him.
Oh shit. Alex’s eyes widened, and he rushed over — grabbing the others’ arm automatically. “Jesus. Um- I have a first aid kit in the bathroom. Come here.”
Alex gave them a quick look over, and—huh. He… Actually managed to crack a brief smile. “I… Was wondering if you’d done that.” rubbing the back of his neck. he looked tired, but… Then again, that wasn’t new.
His head snapped in the direction of the sound — the tension on his face immediately relaxing once he saw who it was.
Alex slid the window open. “…You can use the door, you know.”
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1. rosswood. i have not found him. Yet. but I Will.
2. okay cool and okay
3. Alex is broken. but also. Maybe he has a different way of saying how he feels………….? I help humans. But not with this.
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