;;𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘯 ®

*  he  stared  back  in  a  softer  form  of  bewilderment  before  clearing  his  throat  awkwardly  and  simply  wiping  his  bloodied  hand  on  his  jeans  *   no i’m  ..   i’m  fine  .    
            
            –  @SINISMS

@neighborlygifts                      Here, let me. * he offered a sweet smile as the sin gently took the others chin in hand, dabbing away at the blood with a handkerchief that smelled of vanilla and lavender, cleaning up the others nose as warm eyes watched him * that better? You can keep the handkerchief, I have more. 

*  the  others  appearance  and  words  may  have  flustered  him  if  it  wasn’t  for  the  sudden  wetness  running  from  his  nose  to  his  mouth .   all  he  could  do  was  put  his  hand  over  the  broken  stream  of  blood  and  look  away  *   um -   do  you  have  any  tissues  ?  sorry  ,   i  normally  have  some  on  me  but  i  wasn’t  expecting  for  anyone  to  come  near  me  today  and  i  just –
            
            –  @SINISMS