Pocket Knife?!

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  "Ouch!" you hissed, a pocket knife?! Is this someones idea of a cruel joke? You glared at everyone seeing Tristan blushing like a fool.

"Are you okay?" Tristan asked guiding you into the closet without any impatient shoves. You whimpered quietly looking at the palm of your hand, Tristan apologized probably a thousand times over and every single time you forgave him. He treated the wound; kneeling to do his work, some blood getting on the closet. Seto wasn't going to be to happy.

"Thank you Tristan, and for the last time I forgive you!" you said, "I- um... okay." he said blushing, you put your good hand on his burning cheek and kissed him on the forehead. "(Y-Y/N!!!) you really like me that much I-I mean-" Tristan was cut off by the warmth of your mesmerizing lips. He snaked his arms around your waist and pushed you to the ground. He was surprisingly gentle with you. Probably because he didn't want you to get hurt again.

Serenity opened the closet to find Tristan on top of you and a string of saliva hanging from your tongues. She stomped her foot enviously as you both came out like nothing happened. Tristan was holding your 'good' hand.  

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