Rubbing feelings and alchohol

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Serry POV
"You still like me" I smirked
"Will you shut up already" Iven buried his face
"YOU ARE BLUSHING AGAIN!" I poked his forehead
"Stuuuuup" Iven muffled in his arms
"No, in fact I'm gonna rub this all in your face until you go insane"
"I will hit you"
"You wouldn't hit this cute face would you"
"IM CHANGING THE SUBJECT"
"Whatever... At least try on the armor I almost died for to get you"
"I'm not even going to ask...."
I left my room so Iven can be alone with his new armor new armor.

Iven POV
Serry left her bedroom so I can try on my armor. I stripped down to only my under clothes, I picked up the heavy torso piece. It was shiny metal, it opened in the back so you can wrap it around your chest.
I snapped the buckles on, and stood in the mirror. I felt a sharp pain when I put it on, I snapped it off and looked into the mirror.
My whole chest was red. My under tank top was soaked.
"SERRYYYYYYY"
"Wh-WHAT?! IM COMING"
Serry rushed into the room. She looked annoyed
"Iven....."
"Yes?"
"Did you EVEN PUT ON THE UNDER SHIRT?!??!"
She gestured toward a thick,white dress shirt with ruffles in the front.
"Oh.... WELL IM BLEEDING"
"I CAN SEE THAT SHERLOCK!"
She marched out the room and
appeared again with a first aid kit 
"Take your shirt off" she huffed
"W-wait what?!"
"DID I STUTTER!?"
"Why do I have to take my shirt off?!
"SO I CAN CLEAN YOUR WOUND AND COVER IT SMART ONE"
"But... It's awkward.."
"You can die if blood loss if you want, not my problem"
"Rrrrrr.... Fine.."
I peeled off my wet shirt and Serry tossed it in a basket.
"This will hurt, I can punch you until you numb if you want"
She smiled up at me, then she took a cloth and washed it over with rubbing alcohol.
It stung so badly I jerked away, Serry punched me in the arm
"I'm always happy to make that numbing offer, SO STOP MOVING"
Finally when Serry was done with tending my wound she got up.
"Now Dumbass next time use common smarts... You're the oldest you should have a high IQ on how things work!"
"Im only the oldest out of both of us." I muttered
"STILL! you should have at least NOTICED the shirt! What ever I'm going to cook dinner, call you when it's ready. And put on a new shirt I'll clean the other one after."
I gazed off as Serry went into the kitchen. I should have been smarter

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