[ he catches the way her eyes snag on the bandages poorly hidden beneath his shirt, and he hates how much he has to struggle not to defiantly puff out his chest in answer. not responding is the higher road, though it matters very little when even that light slap on his chest has him wincing and huffing out a short breath not too long after.
his jaw clenches, his hand itches to close that door back on her face. ]
That's me, [ he grits out. the smile he flashes her is saccharine-sweet. ] Mr. Manners.
[ now it's his turn to put a hand on her — settling heavy on her shoulder to nudge her back away from the doorway and begin turning her around. the sooner they get this over with, the sooner he can get back to healingresting napping. ]
now how the hell did i lose this notif...
his jaw clenches, his hand itches to close that door back on her face. ]
That's me, [ he grits out. the smile he flashes her is saccharine-sweet. ] Mr. Manners.
[ now it's his turn to put a hand on her — settling heavy on her shoulder to nudge her back away from the doorway and begin turning her around. the sooner they get this over with, the sooner he can get back to
healingrestingnapping. ]