Kisses Of Crimson

Chpt. 16 - Masking Tape

DAILY SONG CHOICE: REFLECTIONS - THE NEIGHBOURHOOD

A/N - I'm not going to do Finney's POV until the end bc it's basically just like what you saw in the movie, except Robin and Y/n are alive, and instead of Finn seeing Robin at the end, he will see Andrew.

ENJOY !!

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Y/n's POV:

I was the first to wake up on the rough mattress, looking at Robin's soft, expressionless face as he slept.

I then realize his condition, my heart dropping as I look down at his stomach.

I quickly get up, rushing around the similar basement I was once in.

I'm guess all of the basements look the same.

There was nothing in the cabinets that were placed in the bathroom, which would be the only reasonable place to have anything.

But I then see a couple rolls of masking tape, which I could use for his wounds.

Hopefully they weren't deep.

I run back with the two thick rolls of tape, kneeling on the ground and sitting Robin up.

I ripped two long pieces of tape off, sticking each side onto each-other so it's no longer sticky, those were just for the bloody cuts on his arms.

But for his stomach, I ripped the bottom of my shirt off, along with some of my sleeve.

I tied some of the cloth together, setting it down as I lift his shirt up.

I got butterflies as soon as I did, knowing I shouldn't be, the reason being the type of situation we're in.

His stomach was slightly toned, and his tan skin was very soft, but I pushed that aside, focusing on the biggest problem here.

Robin was slowly waking up, and his face goes red quickly when he realizes his shirt had been lifted up by me.

I wrap the cloth around his torso, not being able to tie it, though, so I took the masking tape, putting it around the cloth to support and secure it.

He groans as I tightened the piece of cloth around him.

"I'm sorry." I sigh, standing up, then lending him a hand. "Stand up and tell me how it feels."

He took my hand, and I help him onto his feet.

He was in pain, but not as much when he felt pressure immediately being applied to the injury, providing him solace.

"Good?" I question shortly.

"Yeah, thank you, Hermosa."

I felt my face go red and hot, so I hid it.

"Let me take a look at your stomach."

I furrow my brows, wondering how he knew I was hurt.

"You're bleeding, dipshit." He laughs.

My mouth formed an 'O' shape as I exhale in embarrassment.

He gestured me to come sit next to him, so I did.

I slightly lift my shirt, not really willing to show my body shape.

He looks me in the eyes with knitted eyebrows.

He then reaches for my waist, only to turn me around, but I suddenly panic, scared to feel someone touch me after what happened.

But when I do, Robin looked..hurt?

"I'm not gonna do anything, Y/n." He let me know, but I only look at him.

His eyes widen a bit, as I notice the spark in his eyes disappear.

"No.." he murmurs.

I take a gulp, avoiding eye contact.

"He didn't touch you, did he?"

I don't respond.

"Y/n?" Silence. "Did he touch you?"

My hands grew shaky, as my breath got caught in my throat.

It stayed quiet for a few more seconds.

"What did he do to you..?" Robin whispers, taking my hand into his, but that soft friction between our skin made me flinch.

He let go of me, not wanting me to be fearful of him.

"I'm gonna kill that fucker." Robin stood up, storming off to the door, ready to open it, before I yell at him to stop.

"Robin, wait!" I shout. "Don't go, I don't want you to get hurt."

"Fuck that, Y/n, he hurt you, I don't give a fuck if I get hurt even more."

I blink a couple of times with all of my wounds aching.

"I'm sorry. I won't move away from you, you can look at it." I sigh, moving over so he has space to sit.

"I'm still going to kill him later." He warned, only getting me to slightly laugh.

"Kill who later?"

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A/N - this was kinda boring, ill try to get more details in the next one, deal?

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