Is This Malpractice? || Winterfield

"Ethan."

"I can't hold fucking still when you're shoving your fingers into my bruises, Chris." Ethan spat without even hearing the keywords. His lip was raw between his teeth, the flesh ever so slightly swollen when he talked. Argued, more like.

"I'm only shoving because you're squirming."

"And I'm squirming because you're shoving, so can-" Ethan pushed at his arm, frustrated. "Can you just get this bullshit over with? Or, or, better yet, stop being so fucking rough in training?"

Chris backed away, finally. He always did when Ethan acted like this, whether respect or discipline, he couldn't tell.

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tldr; ethan's being mean, but like also gets a split lip. chris tries to clean it but thing get a little out of hand because idk they've been pining for a while and now just wanna kiss and grind a little finally idk im ngl this is just self indulgent i was high. first wattpad fic ive posted and genuinely finished, lol