@powersriich
he huffed, chest rising and falling visibly. EVERY WORD that came out of his mouth was like hot oil on his skin – it BURNED. he gritted his teeth before grabbing at the other’s collar, landing a punch on his cheek. “then whose was it?” he asked, his voice DEADLY. it was a hushed tone. hushed, and hard. like gravel on bare knees. “
he watches him with a look of faux innocence . blinking slowly before tilting his head , confused . but of course he gives a smile when he’s grabbed and hit . shrugging in response to his question , a chuckle slipping from crimson lips
