ғɪɢʜᴛ ᴏʀ ғʟɪɢʜᴛ || mcd!laurance x m!reader
❝ You- You infuriate me to no end, Zvahl! ❞ You state, hurriedly pouring the liquidated herbs onto his wounded arm. ❝ And I would continue to do so if it'd end up with me being patched up by a gorgeous blacksm- Ow, ow! Easy on the bandages. ❞ You roll your eyes, patching Laurance's wounds as you both sat in silence. ❝...