Bathroom.P

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Bathroom

As Belle finally came home after god knows how long, Kent just so happened to be home also. Falling into his bedroom from a window, she looked at the cuts on her legs. Scars and open wounds. It almost made her think about her father, well, until Kent came out of the bathroom while she was on the floor.

Kent took one look at her and opened the bathroom door again. He was going to pick her up but she got up too quickly, already walking into the bathroom. What was up? She wouldn't have done that before.

Belle hopped up on the bathroom sink and waited for Kent to treat her wounds. They were silent. They usually were silent except for when the times something stung here and there. But today, Kent broke the silence.

"Where do you get these wounds from?"

Belle looked up at him. Wow, he's still taller than her even when bending down. He continued tending to her wounds, not really expecting an answer but Belle sighed. He took it as a cue she'd start talking so he did what he usually did, stay quiet.

"Uh. Someone owed me something. They were on the ground and gave me these lil baby cuts here." Belle smiled towards Kent and he couldn't muster a smile back but at least he looked. Kent didn't want to push his luck. He stayed quiet and it's not like he'd have any more time to say what he wanted. He was done. Maybe he should've stalled.

Belle noticed Kent kinda just standing there looking at her so she put her hand on his shoulder. Quirking an eyebrow towards him. That seemed to wake him up because he left the bathroom. Alone with her thoughts. Welp. Not for long. Belle wasn't really planning on leaving him alone just yet.

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