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~It's what best friends do~

"Agh!"

"Hold still".

You jumped a little at his reaction.

"Why're you even helping me?"

He groaned with a sigh, annoyance in his voice.

"Because, that's what friends do".

"Friend?"

His brows furrowed.

"I don't even know you".

It honestly killed you inside to hear James say that.
After everything you two have been through and the moment he saw you after years and years, he didn't even look at you with any sort of recognition in his eyes.

You swallowed deeply, gently dabbing the cotton on his wound as he sipped on the alcohol.
You tried not to show the hurt.

"Yes, you do".

Your hand grasped his arm and you could feel his muscles twitch every time the cotton touched his wound.

"It's not the first time you were shot like this and I had to help. Surely you remember?"

"I think you got me mixed up with someone else, kid".

"I'm not a kid".

James held his flat palm up to your fierce reaction.

"K, sorry".

"And if you didn't mean anything to me, I'd leave you to die".

James watched you as you stood from where you were, finally finished with him.

He slid a shirt over his singlet, giving more protection to his patched up wound.

"There's still two others out there".

You commented as ambling to the large window, knowing for sure the VahKree fled the instant you entered the apartment.

James' blue eyes of ice traced your body as you got closer to leaving his apartment.

"I would advise you to help me with this but-

"I'm not even part of this so there's no way I'd go after them with you".

......that's a good point.
You thought to his interruption.

"Eh, true. But I still believe in you".

"What's that supposed to mean".

He chuckled.

"It means I know you will come. I know you".

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 09, 2020 ⏰

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