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Marshal Wallace ♊️
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"Koi" Greyson ♐️
Marshal
I rub the back of my hand against my cheek while groaning.
"Mm... wait," I sit up fast a fuck and regret it when I feel how sore I am.
"Goddamn," I grab my side.
"Hey," I hear.
I look at him in shock.
"What- what the hell you doin here?" I ask without trying to be disrespectful.
"Cause I wanna be," he says.
"But can you be? Are you allowed," I stress.
"Yea... I actually am. I got permission," he says.
Koi
The innocent look on his face when I tell him comforts me.
"Real shit?" He asks softly.
"Yeah... real shit," I put my hand on his shoulder and gently push him back.
I adjust his pillow and pull his covers back on top of him.
"No stitches needed. Even plastic ones. You did good," I let him know while gently tucking him in.
He looks at me... still in slight shock, but with something else hidden in his expression.
"Good? I really am weaker than I thought. I didn't believe it when you said it at first. Ha... you were right I guess... cause I barely knew.," He takes his eyes off of me and shakes his head while clearly thinking to himself.
"You won... there's areas to improve, but you did great...," I reach out to touch him, but stop.
"Whatever Koi-"
"You fainted," I tell him.
"I know," he says like he's troubled.
"Your heart rate may of been too high. You probably was holdin yo breath. No need to trip about it-"
