#koxote

❛ i’m not a perfect person, there’s many things i wish i didn’t do. ❜

“That’s bull!” Kaya snapped, pulling the bicycle helmet off of her head and all but throwing it at him. She felt stupid, having not ridden a bike in quite some time, she wasn’t even sure she could still do it and now–because he’d decided to start spouting this crap–she wasn’t sure she even wanted to.

❛ – just a cut ? ❜ echoed interruption cuts any measly attempt or excuse. lips contorted in disappointed pout, brows frowning, even as the words are hardly unexpected, coming from khaz, of all individuals. 

lithe digits take hold of the injured arm in question, a gentle firmness in her grip as it is meticulously inspected by pale blue optics. once the analysis is completed, a sigh is heaved, heavy yet relieved.

❛ regardless of your superhuman healing, you still feel pain, i know it, ❜ whispered softly, brimming with concern,  ❛ && that makes me hurt too. you’re too selfless to dismiss it yourself, but you don’t take into account that there are people who care for you, deeply. ❜

the hand on his skin slackened, instead, forehead comes closer to make gentle contact with his own, ❛ i need you to stay safe. for my sake as much as yours. ❜

checkmate on character | always accepting