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The throbbing was beginning to get on the dark males nerves and he allowed a scowl to grace his lips. He didnt like being injured all that much and when it was another persons fault he liked it even less. However, a more rational part of his brai chided him- he didnt have to lash out when he got mad. Just because Demi had wound him up, it did not give him the excuse to go hitting things. The dark male wanted to snap at this more rational part of his brain but that would have looked rather odd so he dismissed it instead. This was both of their faults and they were both paying the consequence- Teddy with his injured arm and Demi with her inability to leave an injured dog alone. A smile graced him as Demi apologised as well and he gave a little chuckle before replying.
"I'll remember that next time."
His voice was honey smooth and fluid as he allowed blue eyes to catch her own blue orbs. She lay her hand on his arm and he almost laughed at how delicate she was being. Considering the fact that a little while ago she had attempted to slap him across the face. Blue eyes windened softly as she brought around a small table of things she would need. Seeing the alcohol on the table the young man swiped it and took a small swig before handing it back. Liquid fire filled him and he was glad to find that the cuts were becoming too numb to feel. He braced himself for the alcohol-filled cloth that came towards his hands. Though he wanted to yank his hand away and nurse it himself he clenched his fist and forced it to remain in her grasp.
"That smarts a little..."
He offered through clenched teeth. His insides were definately stiffening as he watched her clean the grit and dirt away from his cut knuckles. The stinging wasnt so bad as he had taken a swig of the alcohol beforehand but he could still feel it. Now he watched as she wiped over the slash on his arm. She was talking about having to stitch it up. He had accepted this without question when he'd seen how deep it was. A nod was given as she explained it all to him and a small pained smile escaped him.
"I'll be okay without any painkillers"
He murmered with a small wince. He needed to feel the pain so it would at least try and stop him from doing it in the future. If she gave him painkillers he would not feel the benefit of it later on. Getting a firm grip on Demi's arm and waited for the first needle prick it hit the tender flesh of the raging wound.
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