I sighed, got up, and retrieved my first-aid kit. I didn’t think. I just knelt in front of him, took his hand, and started dabbing at his knuckles with antiseptic.
“Don’t,” I whispered.
His eyes lit up. “Oh, now you’re talking.” beg for it wattpad
He stared at me for a long moment. Then his grin widened, and I realized my mistake. I’d given him a challenge. I sighed, got up, and retrieved my first-aid kit
I still wore his hoodie sometimes. Not as a punishment. Just because it smelled like him. took his hand
