egotistical

@egotistival said  —  "patch.  help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound" 

it was just a scratch - a little deeper than she would have liked, but it was nothing to be concerned over. still, she doted and cleaned it with precise care. tucking a strand of hair over her ear, she reached into the box of first aid supplies and grabbed a bandage. a small smile tinged her lips at the questions, and she glanced up from izzy's knee for the first time in a little bit. "maybe," she offered the truth up without sugar coating it, "but you'll have a story to tell." unfortunately for vanessa, her own story of the various amounts of scars on her body always fell back to one person responsible; her father. she never liked to tell that story, often dodged the questions and refused to really provide any information on the subject. she'd never had it be any different before but izzy's gaze was kind - she was kind - and vanessa had thought that she might break that rule. unwrapping the bandage from its pouch, she gently applied it with skin-safe tape, and then, simply because she could, she bent to press a lingering kiss just above the wound. "there; all better."

closed starter for @egotistival based on this ⸻ feat. isabella & maree

maree's bare feet carried her out of the bedroom towards what she knew to be the living room from little hints of sight seeing she'd done when she hadn't been busy kissing isabella. her feet were light on the floor, barely making a sound, but she was antsy. she always got like this at the end of a hookup. she knew she should probably make herself scarce quickly, so she'd taken the time to get dressed before she made her way from the bedroom. outside, maree ran into isabella whose words made a furrow form in maree's brow. dark eyes turning on the tv, she fidgeted in the middle of the floor before casting her eyes towards the grey color seeping into the windows. shit. she'd read the forecast before coming out of her apartment yesterday, knew that this was expected, but between the flirting and the kissing and then the sex.. well, she'd forgotten about it. a small sigh left her, and maree's eyes finally found isabella's. they softened slightly when they did, eyes taking in the woman's gorgeous features before she turned slightly serious. she wasn't sure if she should apologize - her presence here was an issue for isabella, that was obvious. or maybe it wasn't. but isabella had said 'problem' earlier, so maybe the other wanted maree out of her hair already. but that didn't look to be happening anytime soon, so maree wanted to make the best of things. hesitating, her eyes trailed over the interior of the home, feeling out of place, and her stomach rumbled. eyes returning to isabella, she finally spoke. "do you eat pancakes?" a decidedly odd question, a single brow arched in question. "i happen to make the best pancakes, and i'm starving."