“ bet you thought you were too handsome to get punched, huh? “ / declan 8)
free fire! / @youmaythinkyouknowme.
‘ oh, just the opposite. ’ declan nearly smiles, all his usual charm, but thinks better of it once he feels the way it pulls at the cut on his cheek. he does shake his head, though, and allows a sliver of something roguish to settle at his mouth. the barest flash of teeth, a gleam in his eye. ‘ i do think i’m handsome enough to warrant it, however. ’
there’s a thin rag filled with ice tucked into the hand he waves indifferently. he has a feeling she’ll start sniping at him to make use of it, before long.
‘ wouldn’t you agree? ’



















