AMARANTHINE [streamers × reader]

5

Corpse's POV

She then used large bandaids to cover the cuts then wrapped both of my hands in a soft, thin bandage, which left it relatively easy to move around.

"There" she shoved the equipment away back in the cupboard, like it was absolutely normal to have all that, and know exactly what she was doing.

"Wow.. uh- ah- I mean thank you" I stutter. She laughs lightly.

"You stay here while I grab some stuff from my car"

"Okay"

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Your POV

I had gotten overwhelmed. It took a lot of effort to socialize, let alone physically help someone.
I'd just realized that I'd just left a man- no, a stranger in my home. By himself.

I hurried down to the car anxiously. He wouldn't steal anything, right? I grabbed the three light bags of cupped noodles and tucked the other box of coke under my arm, and locked the car before I left to head back upstairs.

I took the elevator impatiently, not wanting to drop anything if I'd tried stumbling up the stairs.

Once I'd reached my door, I struggled to open it, until it opened from the inside. I thanked him as I'd realized he'd opened the door for me, blushing slightly from embarrassment.

He took the box of canned coke from my side and walked towards the kitchen. I shuffled around, transferring a bag to my free hand, looking around, frantically checking for anything that had disappeared.

"Don't worry, I haven't stolen anything. You can pat me down if you're that worried" I could hear the smirk in his tone as he called out from the kitchen. I heard a thud as I rounded the corner into the kitchen as he put the heavy box on the bench.

"N-no it's okay"

He walked back over to me and took the bags from my grasp and left me standing there awkwardly.

"Th-thanks" I mumble.

He smiled, though I could see the discomfort in his eyes. I then realized I didn't know his name.

"S-so, what's your name?" I asked awkwardly.

He didn't answer, and I noticed him grow more uncomfortable.

"Haha, no it's okay, nevermind. I'll just call you 'bro' or something" I smiled, reassuring him.

I looked at the clock and saw that it was 8 o'clock.

"I have to stream soon" I told him sheepishly.
"W-well not soon, I still have a couple of hours" I admit. His eyes widen slightly.

"At 10?" He asked. I nodded. "Me too" He said.

"Well that's kinda funny" I laugh shortly.

"Yeah" he agrees, smiling slightly. I grab my dish cloth, disinfectant, and bleach solution, and start cleaning the blood from the bench and floor.

"Sorry" he apologized quietly.

"Why?" I asked, scrubbing the last smudge off the bench top.

"Getting blood everywhere" he explains, looking away as I take his hands, checking the bandages.

"How much of a mess is there at yours?" I ask, fixing the clip on his left bandaged hand.

"Not much. I can clean it up later" He said. Lies.

"Lies, lies, lies. I'm breaking into your house" I say, rolling my eyes as I gather my equipment and head to the door.

He chuckled as he followed me out into the hall. He stood behind me as I stood in front of his door.