@minds-interlinked sent in: patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds. (Sakura for Naruto)
"Ow!" Naruto whines, wincing in pain as she rubs the cloth gently across the bleeding wound on his arm. Whatever is on it hurts, burning through the open flesh and settling in his muscles with a dull ache. He frowns, one eye shut tight while the other cautiously peeps down at her in morbid curiosity. It made no sense to him, but the disinfectant was hurting more than the slash from the blade had.
And then she pulls out the needle and thread, and he start getting antsy. "You know, Sakura, I don't think we need to stitch it up. It isn't that bad!" His words are enunciated with a laugh, but it is a forced, sharp thing and sounds more akin to someone choking than any form of amusement he may have wished it to be.
