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[makofinz]

I DIDNT MISS THE COLD WEATHER I JUST MISSED YOU I DIDNT MISS THE SWEATER WEATHER I JUST MISSED YOUUUUUUUUU (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾

[two-crows]

mmmmmmmmmmore of this au while ao3 is being attacked

also yeah this has a name now (and so very creative) LBFU; lil bit fucked up wooaoahhh

[4dorks-1windmage-1shadow]

If you're still taking prompts perhaps 'bandaging the other’s hand and not quite letting go' with Green and Vio?

"That was completely unnecessary and you know it."

Green hisses in pain as Vio wipes an alcohol soaked cotton pad over the bruised, split skin of his knuckles. His hands hurt, but at least they're not broken. His jaw aches from getting clipped in the fight, and he's sure he'll have a nice bruise tomorrow. He's sure he's going to have a lot of nice bruises tomorrow.

"I am perfectly capable of handling myself." Vio continues. His tone is acerbic, but the gentle way he cleans out Green's scrapes is a sharp contrast to his voice. It makes his heart flutter a little, in the way it so often does around Vio lately.

"They had you in a corner, Vi." He huffs. "I couldn't stand back and do nothing. Why do you let them push you around?"

"I do not 'let them push me around,'" Vio sighs, finally pausing to look up at him. His eyes are icy pools of pale blue, pale lashes casting shadows on his cheeks and drawing his gaze down to the pink of his lips, and wow, Green should not be thinking about kissing him right now when he's still probably mad about what just happened.

Vio continues. "I just do not escalate the situation, and eventually they get bored and move on. Now, because you intervened in a completely bull-headed and violent way, they are likely to retaliate against me."

Green grits his teeth. "Report the jackasses then. Also, I gave them a verbal warning before I beat them up, thank you very much. I'm not Blue."

"Bullies do not care about words." Vio sighs, inspecting Green's hands and starting to bandage them. "I can handle them."

"You shouldn't have to." He sounds about as angry as he feels. Vio is smart and funny and thoughtful- it wasn't fair and Green would eat dirt before he stood back and let anyone hurt him.

He feels the bandages pull tight around his hands, flexing them in Vio's grip to test his movement range. There's a dull throb, but it isn't too bad.

Vio squeezes his fingers, taking a seat beside him. "Be that as it may, you cannot be a white knight for me all the time." There's a flush on his cheeks, and Green is suddenly all too aware of the fact that Vio still hasn't let go. "And besides. . .do you think I want anything bad to happen to you?"

Well. . .fuck.

"I guess not." Green mumbles, properly admonished. Vio has that infuriating smile on his face, the one that makes Green want to kiss him silly. It fills his stomach with butterflies and makes his hands sweaty and wow, Vio still hasn't let go, huh?

He's jolted from his thoughts by Vio leaning forward to kiss his cheek. It's planted right over a bruise, but the dull pain is peanuts compared to how hard his heart starts hammering in his chest. He opens his mouth to say something, but Vio has finally let go, walking away from him with a soft look thrown over his shoulder.

"See you later, Green." He says, and then he's out the door.

Green brings his bandaged hand to his cheek.

[matoitech]

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