"Hey! We meet again! How are you?"
Yeah we meet. Again. Ugh..
"Uh.. hey. Yeah... Been.. been good. I guess?" Is that all he has to ask all the time? Tsk... So annoying.
"So?"
"So?"
"Uh... I- I'll get going then. Bye."
Tsk... Good thing he understood that I don't wanna talk. Scurry away shortie.
"Hey! What is it on your neck? Are you injured? What happened?"
What the fuck? Get your hands off me!
"N-No! I'm alright thanks!"
Argh... Stop looking like a kicked puppy and go wherever.
"But this-"
"I don't like others touching me."
"...oh. I'm sorry I... Sorry."
Phew~ Finally...
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Scars To My Beautiful (Short) || BRIGHTWIN ||
Fanfiction"W-What is that on your body?" I got a hold of his hand tightly, slowly crushing it as he whimpered in pain. "Keep that little head of yours out of places you don't need to fret about." A/n: I don't support the acts displayed in this work, even tho...
