She didn’t know why but she obeyed him. He held her arm while she sat on the side of the tunnel and gave her the flashlight to hold. He kneeled and put her foot on his lap. Deft fingers untied the laces, but when he had to pull the boot out, he did it slowly to assuage the pain. Still, she groaned.
“It’s pretty swollen.” He held her foot gently, turning it slowly to examine her injury. His fingers lightly touched the flourishing bruise and she drew back her leg in pain.
“Don’t touch it, please.” Her cuffed hands went up and her gaze pleaded with his. He turned his head to look at the darkness of the tunnel and back at her.
A special commission for @whatsyourcolor as my eyes can’t stop while reading her fic (so daaaaaamn fucking awesoome i love your fics!!!!)
