Wounds(Robby)

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"Ow, ow, ow." You muttered while Robby carefully poured peroxide over a series of cuts and scrapes on your leg. Robby looked up at you from his seat on the floor and laughed.

"Told you you'd never land it." Robby mocked you over your previous accident. "But not to worry, I'm a pro at this." You glared at him as he wiped the blood and residual peroxide from your knees and looked at the holes left in your pants. "I have a pair of basketball shorts that would fit you, considering your pants have blood and dirt all over them." He offered you, grabbing them from his backpack.

"How can you be so thoughtful/ kind and an asshole?" You asked him while unzipping your jeans and shimmying them off in front of him. Robby rolled his eyes and held the shorts away from you.

"Maybe you should just not wear pants," he joked with you after pulling your jeans away from your reach, as well, "I'm not complaining about the view." You reached your leg out to nudge him with your foot. "I'm kidding." He tossed you the shorts and let you carefully put them on to avoid any pain.

"Now you decide to flirt with me? Step up your game." You teased and leaned back to let him begin wrapping up your leg. You winced once hitting an arm wound out of nowhere. "Damn! I didn't even know that was there." You lifted your arm to reveal the large patch of wounded skin and Robby sucked his teeth.

"Shit, let me see that." Robby got up on the seat with you and lifted your arm up to get a better look. "It's gonna sting like hell when I clean it, but I have something that might help the pain." He grabbed the bottle of peroxide again.

"Yeah? What's that and why haven't you used it yet?" You asked and his lips suddenly met yours, making you smile into the kiss as you realized teasing worked. The little rebel even snuck in some tongue. But you suddenly felt a burning sensation on your arm and jumped back. "You are so bad!" You held your arm and blew at the fizzing part.

"Well, I heard you like bad boys."

'Yeah but not ones that hurt me."

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