✿ ❞ 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔

💓

_{send a

💓 for a kiss from chuuya. || accepting.}
_{“you’re hurt.”}
_{face etched with worry. weakness, the mafioso was showing weakness but at the moment? he didn’t care. she was bleeding from where he couldn’t tell. it might not even be her blood but chuuya needed to make sure. she was just a child, after all. “come with me.” his tone of voice was stern, words coming out harsher than the male intended. but the young female followed}_nonetheless.
_{the infirmary was completely empty, chuuya busied himself with opening cabinets, pulling things he needed and probably didn’t. she’d already sat on one of the few cots, face passive. as if she wasn’t bleeding ( maybe she wasn’t ). he shouldn’t be this worried. this was so out of character for him, showing compassion, but seeing kyouka like this brought back memories of how kouyou had reacted the same when he would come back bleeding and barely breathing after having used corruption.}
_{kneeling before her, chuuya noticed that most of the blood covered her chest, but it didn’t look like she was bleeding from there. “is the blood on your chest yours?” a shake of the head caused chuuya to relax even if only slightly. this wouldn’t be too serious then. after closer inspection, it seemed that kyouka had a few minor cuts and bruises. it took him a few minutes to clean the wounds, only using minimal bandages he was finished rather quickly.}
_{putting the extra supplies away, chuuya knelt down once again. “please be careful.” his words were soft, barely above a whisper. they probably weren’t even audible. before his departure, chuuya placed a soft kiss to her temple, just as kouyou used to do to him.}