witheredvisage
You don't have to explain yourself to me. I get it.
/⠀cleaning him up after the Incident at the wedding </3
whateverwanna
@witheredvisage Casey's silent as he watches her move, eyes gentle as they sweep over her, the adrenaline he had earlier waning thin. When she tilts his head, he lets his gaze fall away and gives a subtle shrug. "I could have handled it better," he admits quietly. "Maybe I shouldn't have defended you so intensely. Things might have ended better, then." He lets his gaze drift back, gazing through his peripheral at her. "I'm sorry."
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witheredvisage
@whereverwanna,⠀[After assessing the damage, Ryan releases him in favor of rummaging through the cabinet under the sink, searching for something to clean his wounds with. Once she finds a clean rag, she stands to dampen it, speaking while she does so, before taking a seat in front of him once again.]⠀I'm already a disappointment to them, Ace. You know that.⠀[While she speaks, she reaches for him, tilting his head toward the side once more. She blots at a gash on the corner of his lip, handling him gently─as if he could break at any moment.]⠀It isn't your fault. He shouldn't have instigated it; joke or not, it was a shitty thing to say.
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whateverwanna
@witheredvisage "You're not?" Casey's brows lift slightly, a gentle look of surprise stretching across his features, even as his head's tilted away. "I ruined your wedding, Ry⸺you (should) be mad. I humiliated you in front of your entire family. I don't even know how you're able to look at me right now."
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