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at iva's apartment
you/iva
i drag him into my apartment, still shaken up after the incident that just occurred. i pull him up my stairs after shutting and locking the front door, into my room and into the bathroom.
"here, sit on the counter and ill grab the medical supplies i have," i say, squatting down and opening the cupboard thats under the sink, grabbing bandages, gauze, wound disinfectant and wipes. rem sits on the counter and i go in between his legs, grabbing the wipes.
"this might hurt or sting, but not nearly as much as the wound disinfectant will," i say nonchalantly, grabbing his face and softly wiping the excess blood from his face and wounds. he hisses when the wipe runs over one of his cuts. "sorry" i say sheepishly, throwing the wipe into the small trashcan and grabbing an alcohol pad, wetting it with disinfectant before i let it touch his wound i pause, run to my closet and grab a random shirt, roll it up and run back. "here, to bite on because this will hurt" i say, picking the alc pad back up. "gee, thanks." he says sarcastically, biting onto the rolled-up shirt. i begin wiping at the wounds with the alc pad, each touch causing him to wince, hiss or groan, balling his fists up until his knuckles are white. once i finish with that, i grab the bandages and gauze, placing the gauze on the bigger, deeper wounds and bandaging them up and putting a small bandage on the smaller cuts.
"there," i say, smiling softly and i move from between his legs. he groans in response, looking somewhere, which he has been looking for a while. "what have you been looking at? i ask, confused.
"lets just say i have quite the nice view" he responds, smirking. i follow his eyes, which leads to my chest, which is exposing my bra and breast area due to my shirt being basically ripped off. my face flushes and i move my shirt to where the non-ripped parts are covering me and cross my arms. "dang, mannnn" he says, faking being bummed as he looks at me, still smirking his stupid smirk. "perv" i say, still blushing as i run to my closet and grab a new shirt.
"turn around, perv" i say, unfolding the System of a Down shirt. "fine, but only because im feeling nice today, he turns around. "i quickly pull off my now destroyed shirt and put on the new, fresh one. "okay, you can turn back around," i say, and he does as told. i walk over to him, looking him in the eyes, him perking and eyebrow up. "thank you... for what you did for me.." sincerity filling my eyes as i look up at him.
"of course. what did you expect? im not that heartless" he says, faking hurt and putting his hand over his heart. i giggle, still looking at him. "but really, thank you. is there anything i can do for you? want something to eat? drink?" i ask, smiling softly. "no thank you. one thing though, dont tell anybody about this." he says, suddenly getting serious.
"i- um- okay? but why?" i ask, confused at his sudden change of expression and attitude. "i have a reputation i can't lose, miss goody two shoes." he replies, running his hand through his jet black hair. "ill see you in class, if i decide to go" he says, mumbling the last part as he walks down he stairs and out of my apartment. (i feel like i should mention in this AU, remington goes to uni, as hes 20, and you/iva is 19.)
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Fanfic"my world is dull, not much color. meeting you was like a splash of paint on a black canvas." © Iovethevoid 2020
