I settled him on my bed and started doing his wounds and bruises. Silence took over for a few minutes - with a few grunts here and there - and he finally asked the question that I was expecting from him.
"Why are you helping me?"
I stopped what I was doing after I placed the bandage on his wrist.
"Because I like you."
I continued to do his back wounds, going my way through the bandages and hoping that my blunt and embarrassing reply disappeared from his head.
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bad boys aren't always bad // nalu
FanfictionI just sat at my desk, playing with the pen in between my fingers and continued to stare at the Bad Boy of the school, Natsu Dragneel. His face may have a big scowl plastered on his face but its as clear as day that he is faking it. I placed my head...
