You want me to spit in your hand? Pico rushed to his bathroom and dug through his medicine cabnet, taking out everything, he looked inside and found materials for stitches.
Running down the street was a mess, and he didnt want to bring him to the hospital, that was his last and most desperate option.
Why don't we get ice cream? I'd rather eat ya instead.
Keith whimpered quietly as he felt the other slowly pin him down on the couch, leaving kisses here and there around his neck.
I looked around to see an old couple giving us weird looks but Keith put a hand on my cheek and made me face him.
Keith hummed to himself as he stared at the television, he noticed the other walking towards him from the corner of his eyes as turned his head and smiled at him.