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No P.O.V
Once the pair got back aboveground Draken noticed Mikey has a few bruises and a little cut on his hand just under his knuckle, Draken sighed and took a plaster out from his coat removing the tabs and placing it softly on the cut wrapping the flaps on the underside of his finger.

Mikey looked away from him when he plastered the cut not wanting to show that he was blushing a pale pink which highlighted his blonde hair and his dark eyes made of midnight gems which danced when hit by the sun.

Mikey's P.O.V

I stared into Draken's eyes for what felt like centuries to me but was just a few minutes in real time, I found myself slipping in a daydream state wondering what he was thinking it turns out I was so engrossed in his eyes that I didn't see his mouth move when he tried to communicate with me.

He tapped my head releasing me from my daydream and bringing me back to real life, I shook my head quickly and asked him to repeat what he had said earlier asking me why I went along with the fight and I just mumbled in response whilst avoiding eye contact.

Draken's P.O.V

Looking at Mikey and seeing how many plasters I had to use made me sigh as his face was inhabited by 3 plasters and his arms and knuckles had 8 plasters all together which Is the most I've had to put on someone else since I started carrying them around with me.

Sorry for a shorter update, I have to collect more ideas on what could happen next
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