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bandage wound tight around knuckles, expels of breath in a rhythm of its own. drawing back from where he had been, for the last forty minutes, training at the punching bag.
needs water.
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pushing the warmth of his touch just below zavi's medial malleolus, and then in half crescent shapes to the calcaneus —— back up again.
〝 you can cry if you want to ... if it does. it won't make me see you as any less 〞
he gives a half-hearted appreciative glance upwards as the fabric lifts and moves itself out of his way, allowing for more room underneath. skin revealed where fingertips diligently press inward.
flicking tree branches against the window pane and snapping at their roots, splintering with concern. his nose itched. he'd do what he has to do.
〝 does this hurt ﹖ 〞 inquired in softened pre-tense.
〝 𝙰𝙸 —— nearly cutting someones arm off ... i don't know if i'd call that 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅. attack of an innocent civilian, 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝘂𝗲𝗹 〞 his tone is as sarcastic as it is teasing. the beginnings of a grin threatening to pull.
it's shocking how quickly his entire demeanour can 𝓈often under the guise of her laughter. the amiable jut of her hand causing his own to de-tangle. dramatically clasping palm over the area in which she 𝚑𝚒𝚝.
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soft petals elicits a chuckle at his response ; so 𝒉𝒆 can make jokes ! what a 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞.
“ 𝙼𝙴 ? 𝓼uspicious ? don't make me laugh ! 𝒊 clearly look v͟e͟r͟y ͟ ͟k͟i͟n͟d. ” one hand to 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 hit his arm.
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