Bloodied Guns Ardent Kisses

Chapter Seven - House

Yuvraj's POV

I stared at the weird old man, his perfectly clean clothes and coat contrasting to my almost torn, dirty and bloodied clothes. I was wearing a white button up shirt, tucked in black pants and my shirt had a HUGE slash mark in the front, practically FLASHING my chest to anyone with eyes. I looked him up and down as he just invited me to his house? What the actual fuck? I looked at my palm as the whole day ran in my mind like a DVD tape rewinding. I got into a car accident, miraculously survived with major injuries ofcourse, staggered all the way to The Raven and Tiger gang, beat those little shits to pulp alone. There were like what? Thirty five? Forty guys? They ran away like the little bastard shits that they were.

I looked at the old man, looking at me with an almost...worried expression? No, it couldn't be worry. It must be a facade. He must want to take advantage of me somehow. He might even be from an enemy gang in disguise to try to catch me off guard! Yes! That must be it! This old bastard! Trying to fool me, how fucking dare he even think I would spare his sorry ass.

He crouched towards me and started visually inspecting my injuries. I backed myself away. I wouldn't let an old bastard catch me off guard. It would be such a shame to the name of the Raven Clan. How dare he thinks that I would let my guard down even when I'm injured. A wounded tiger is even more dangerous than a normal one. No, wait, I'm not a tiger though, I'm not from that damned clan! STUPID TIGERS! I'm a...wounded Raven? Whatever, I'm wounded and dangerous.

"Dear lord, you are so injured..." He mumbled, worry and genuine kindness flashing in his eyes. I flinched. I wasn't used to those emotions or feelings being expressed for me. His eyes looked...pure... Such a contrast to what I've seen my whole life. They looked so void of any ill or evil intent. It was like a fresh breath of air to a drowning man. A flash of colour in a monotonous black and white world. He looked at me with such worry despite being a complete stranger.

"Hey, you look injured. My house is...a little further away from here. You should come. I'm not a doctor, but I can atleast patch you up." He spoke. I flinched and crawled back slightly in panic and confusion. He flinched by my reaction. "Woah, Woah! There there. Calm down." He tried to reassure me. I looked at him up and down once again. He looked harmless enough. Though should I really trust him? He offered me his hand. I stared at his hand like a cat stares at an unidentified object, studying it. No wait, I'm a raven. Correction, I studied his hand like A RAVEN. Well, I mean, if he even thought of attacking me, even with a weapon, I could easily fight him.

(Author - Yuvi having beef with other animals Part - 1)

I looked at him, my eyes narrowed at him as I slowly but surely took it. His face flashed a warm smile. His smile reminded me of...sunshine. My cheeks slightly flushed. He grabbed my hand and slowly helped me get up from the ground. I slightly staggered and almost fell down once again but the old man wrapped his hands around me, then took my hand and wrapped it around his neck, giving me support to stand up. A hiss escaped my mouth. He supported my back with his hand. I was leaning on him by the time I was standing. I looked at him, or rather, I looked down to him. He was...awfully shorter than me. He wasn't short as a person, I mean. He was hella tall, just shorter than me.

(Author - BAHAHAHA
Rudra - COME ON, IM 6'0 FT!
Bestie - S. M. O. L B. A. B. Y)

I was practically leaning on him and I was kind of surprised how well he held up my weight. I mean, he looked like a buff guy. "Don't worry, my house is just a little far, though it might be difficult for you to walk since you are limping." He said as he looked at my leg. My eyes were focused on his face. He looked hella old, like in his 40's or something but he still had rather refined and elegant features. He was extremely good looking as well. He surely aged fine like wine. He investigation my leg some more but I didn't tear my eyes away from his face, I studied him like a hawk...no, a raven.