right now, the blonde was more concerned for the male beside her than herself as she gave his hand another gentle squeeze in return to his question. ❛ i—- tried, but it was kind of hard to reach seeing as mines on my back. but it’s okay, i’m fine, really. ❜ she tried to reassure despite the harsh searing of the wound leaving her in pain, though looking after other people more than herself was just in her nature. without another word she had reached into her pocket to reveal the bottle of white vinegar she had stole from the hotels kitchen, ❛ it contains acetic acid which is a component of aspirin. basically it can help relieve pain, itching, & inflammation of the burn. it’s—– also an antiseptic & astringent ! so it will help keep your burn from becoming infected. did you know it also draws the heat from the burn to naturally dull the pain ? amazing stuff, right ? ❜ though her cheeks had reddened upon realising she was rambling as per usual. ❛ sorry—- i do a lot of reading. also have a photographic memory, so it’s not like i can forget this stuff.. ❜ trailing off, she allowed a nervous giggle to part from her lips, tucking a strand of hair from her face before getting up. ❛ i’m—- i’m going to get some paper-towels, hold on. ❜ though it only took her a few seconds given how small the room was, soaking said paper towels in water first knowing it needed to be diluted. she then poured some of the vinegar onto it, rejoining the male on the floor once again. ❛ may i ? ❜ she asked, awaiting for the male to reveal the wound so she could help suppress his burn.
vivek’s eyebrows furrowed slightly at her obvious contradiction, head shaking slightly. it was clear for him that she wasn’t fine, yet he didn’t think insisting would make anything better. if anything, it would probably make it worse. ❛ at least let me take a look when you’re done. ❜ while it was a request, it sounded more like a warning as to what he was going to do. the male watched her actions, remaining quiet as he carefully listened to her rambling. he found himself doing the same thing more times than he wished, so the fact that they shared that similarity was one of the reasons a small smile appeared on his lips. the other being her reaction to it. she was the gift that kept on giving, though he doubted he’d let those words leave his lips. ❛ it’s okay. more than okay, actually. i would probably never know that if it wasn’t for you. ❜ there was a shrug of shoulders, and his eyes followed her as she went to get said towels. upon hearing her question, a low ❛ yeah ❜ escaped his lips and he pulled his shirt slightly up to show the scar on his stomach. ❛ quick question, will it hurt? not that i’m scared, i’d just like to get a warning before. ❜
