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[1] 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 9

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"You have blood on your face."

"Huh—?!"

Well that was certainly quite the conversation starter, [name].

You and Deuce were currently outside of Sam's Shop, and you two hadn't said anything to each other during the whole purchasing of the eggs and globe.. until now.

It's not as if you were wrong or anything, the blue haired man did have blood on his face, it wasn't a lot, but still. Must've splattered on his face during the whole beating he delivered to those other students. But geez, at least warn a guy before you say something like that, you almost made Deuce drop his bags.

Upon hearing this, Deuce immediately slumped the bags so they were hanging over his arms, and brought one of his gloved hands to touch his face in order to wipe the small smudge off of him.

Except that he was completely off with his aim.

"Here.. let me.."

You got closer to the man in front of you and softly grabbed hold of Deuce's hand, and brought it to the spot with the smear of red, fingers overlapping his and serving as a guide to wiping it off of him.

You weren't actually touching his face, yet it certainly felt like you were. What should he do in a situation like this, stay still, lean away, or perhaps lean in..? The scent that admitted from you was making his way into his nose, it fitted you perfectly.

"How nice.." Was a thought that Deuce caught himself thinking.

The blue haired man felt himself blush in embarrassment, his breath completely hitched at the close proximity, and he was praying to the Seven that you're more focused on the crimson stain on him to not notice this. However, he then remembered the reason why you were doing this in the first place.

The whole interaction only lasted for a few seconds, but to him, each second felt like a different era of time passing by him.

"There!" You softly smiled, geez, wiping blood off the face of a guy who you've only known for not even a week was certainly not on your bingo list.

After you did.. that, silence overcame you both. Deuce didn't want this silence to be a permanent addition to your friendship with him. The last thing he wanted was to turn someone away from him again because they saw a not so honorable side of him.

Yet, what the hell was he supposed to say?! Should he make a joke? Offer to carry more of your bags? But cracking a joke would make things more awkward, you may not even find him funny! And you'd probably bluntly refuse him carrying more bags, wouldn't you?! Think Deuce, think!!

"Deuce, I wanna ask if it's okay with you but.. What was all that, earlier?"

!!

You saw Deuce's whole posture visibly stiffen up, his face looking tense,

"Oh, I'm sorry if it's personal! Forget I asked—"

"No, no. It's alright, it's just.. Urgh.. How should I word this?"

..? You looked at Deuce with an eyebrow slightly raised, he seemed to be in a deep thought as he was trying to think of a way to explain everything without possibly scaring you off or making you think less of him.