“S’ok…” he muttered sleepily, nuzzling against the other male. If he’d be fully conscious, the red head’s face would have probably turned the color of his hair.
Crash kissed Matt’s forehead lightly, than his nose, and then his lips. He smiled and held him as he too became a bit tired. “I love you…”
A small smile touched the boy’s lips, even as he drifted off, “Love ya too…”
The red head yawned, waiting for Crash to get done with the bandages so they could talk. However, he was so exhausted, Matt began to doze off as he waited, his face snuggling into the other male’s pillows.
He finally got the bandages and fixed himself up. Walking slowly into the bedroom he saw that the redhead had fallen asleep. He gave a sigh and crawled into the bed with him. “I’m sorry…”
“S’ok…” he muttered sleepily, nuzzling against the other male. If he’d be fully conscious, the red head’s face would have probably turned the color of his hair.
Finally, the bleeding stopped and Matt set down the cloth, “Put a bandage on it.” He muttered, going into Crash’s bedroom, flopping on the bed as soon as he entered.
Now Matt was bad at him… Banging his fist on the sink once more, he opened the medicine cabinet to look for bandages.
The red head yawned, waiting for Crash to get done with the bandages so they could talk. However, he was so exhausted, Matt began to doze off as he waited, his face snuggling into the other male’s pillows.
Matt’s eyebrows drew together in slight annoyance, “Stop it.” He insisted, continuing to wipe the blood away. Why did Crash always think everything was so horrible?
Crash sighed again and shut up, not bothering to say anything else and make it worse.
Finally, the bleeding stopped and Matt set down the cloth, “Put a bandage on it.” He muttered, going into Crash’s bedroom, flopping on the bed as soon as he entered.
“…” The red head kept quiet, knowing Crash was upset. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go, it was more like he was afraid to go. Crash wasn’t the only one with family issues after all.
“Maybe this whole thing was a mistake… maybe buying those damn tickets was a mistake.” He closed his eyes, sighing again. “I’m a mistake.”
Matt’s eyebrows drew together in slight annoyance, “Stop it.” He insisted, continuing to wipe the blood away. Why did Crash always think everything was so horrible?
He frowned, beginning to dab at the wound again, gentler this time, “Just try to relax. I know you hate your dad, but we’ll leave soon…”
“You don’t even wanna go…” He muttered under his breath. His anger coming out towards Matt though he didn’t want to.
“…” The red head kept quiet, knowing Crash was upset. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go, it was more like he was afraid to go. Crash wasn’t the only one with family issues after all.
The red head drew back, feeling awful that he was hurting crash, “Sorry, sorry!”
“It’s alright… it’s gonna hurt no matter who does it.” He sighed, looking away again.
He frowned, beginning to dab at the wound again, gentler this time, “Just try to relax. I know you hate your dad, but we’ll leave soon…”
He frowned, hesitantly taking the cloth from Crash and started to clean the cut himself, “Well, you won’t have to deal with him soon…” Matt assured him, keeping his eyes on the cut, not looking up at the other male’s face
Crash sighed and nodded. “I hate leaving her with him though…” He muttered looking at the wound in the mirror as he drew in a hiss from the pain the dabbing as issuing.
The red head drew back, feeling awful that he was hurting crash, “Sorry, sorry!”
Matt frowned, closing the door behind him as he walked over to Crash, “Why didn’t you just walk away? Your dad is so terrible I swear,” he sighed, looking worried, “He could have seriously hurt you!”
“I was so angry… he came back, even after I told him to leave. He’s a disgrace and I hate it.” He growled slamming his fist down on the sink. “That bastard thinks he can get away with this shit and I’m tired of it…”
He frowned, hesitantly taking the cloth from Crash and started to clean the cut himself, “Well, you won’t have to deal with him soon…” Matt assured him, keeping his eyes on the cut, not looking up at the other male’s face
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