Elven saw the bruise then, and could feel his stomach churn. He really wished he had done worse to Angel’s dad at thisbpoint, but decided too quiwtly ignore it for now. He lead angel to a mini fridge they had. He opened it up, and grabbing the small icepack they had. He wrapped the icepack in a rag, and pressed it to Angel’s eye. He wanted to get their minds off of what had happened, so he askedn “so, you never answered my question last night. Will you be my Angel?” He smiled fondly at the other.
Angel winced at the sudden ice cold cloth touching his eye. He smiled at the man hearing him re-asking the question he asked the night before. Angel stared into the man’s eyes and blushed lightly, “Y-yes,” he couldn’t help, but smile back and leaned in to kiss Elvey’s cheek.
Elven had leaned into the kiss, but procedded tl purr, “you’re gonna have to give me a better kiss thsn thst. But that can wait til we get youvwll patched up. Is there any other injuries that need atteneed tlo?”
Angel glanced down at his body and seemed unsure at that moment. There weren’t any serious wounds just more bruises up and down his milky flesh. He pulled down on his sleeve feeling a bit insecure if Elven ever did see those bruises. “N-no I think that’s the only one,” Angel bit down on his lower lip.
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