k: "who did this?" kairi spoke as he ran his hand over the taller boys stomach, causing mattia to flinch back and wince in pain.
k: "fuck, im sorry" kairi quickly moved his hand away, trying his best not to hurt mattia. the italian nodded, signaling it was okay.
k: "so, who did this?" kairi asked once again, causing mattia to shrug and look away.
k: "mattia." kairi stared into mattias eyes, practically demanding a answer.
m: "my dad.." mattia shifted his glance to anywhere but kairi.
k: "really?" a shocked expression overtook kairis face.
m: "its fine."
k: "are you okay? what hurts?"
m: "nothing, im fine." kairi wrapped his arms around mattias shoulders gently, he felt as if mattia was so fragile. like if he touched the wrong spot even the slightest bit itll hurt him.
m: "i wont break, kai. you dont have to be so gentle." mattia chuckled as he tightly wrapped his arms around kairi, returning his hug. kairi giggled in response, breaking out of the hug.
k: "you sure youre okay?"
m: "yes, im good."
m: "come on, we can go chill at my house and dry off and shit. no ones home." mattia stood up, holding out his hand for the small wasian. kairi took his hand, lifting himself up onto his feet.
