Jun 2, 2021
plot: my muse finds your muse hurt, helps him out. simple. || based on [ x ] connection: friend, roommate, boyfriend, whatever open to: m/nb/f. [ seokmin ]
“there was an ice cream truck ─” his words came to a stop when he turned the corner and saw the other struggling - or at least it looked like it, sounded like it too. “what happened?” sooks was quick to put the two sweet treats down onto the bedside table as he made his way over to the other, hands lifting to try and help. “stop - stop it. let me help.” he said, frowning as his eyes took in the sight as he gently unraveled the bunched up fabric. “how did this happen?”
