Mm..-he looked at you- well i might have to take you if i told~

He went over sliding his shirt off a bit showing a WHOLE TON of scars and bullet wounds n shit-

Just help me goddamnit. -he was a bit embarrassed but was really wanting to-

N-now you give me the o-option? -he was very sensitive huffing a bit as he held your shoulder-

Ahh!~ -he shivered surprised as he now had a big pulsing buldge-

Help me? -he looked at you-

No- its nothing just like a- uhm.. -he rubbed the back of his head looking to the side- like..blood thing?

Its just an accident- and im really not a virg- -he looked at you- why are you smirking-

Its uh- -he was really red looking away and stepped forward-

Nothing! Its nothing. -he turned clothes still infront as he snatched the shirt-

Nothing. -he stayed there holding clothes infront of it subtly-

He stood straight turning his head- wha-?

Well whatever your washing give -he said bending over picking up some clothes from the floor and look down-

I uh- fine- -he shuffled up facing away from you-

He closed his eyes tight crossing his legs- i should probably go now uh-

Wh- -for some reason he listened sitting and looked at you- why you-

Jeez this is weird- -he tried not to look at the blood cause he didn’t wanna get a hardy-

He scoffed- with that attitude you’d be surprised- -he watched it drip- SHIT- -he quickly looked around- I NEED A TOWEL OR SOME SHIT-

Uhhh- no im not? -he leaned on the counter crossing his arms-

I dont know, why should i find it weird? I dont rlly get it.