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“Fuck.” Gordon huffed, hands cupped under his chin as he shot up off the couch. Benrey blinked, watching him go.
“Yo, Gordo?” Gordon raised a hand back at him, one finger up as he slipped into the kitchen. He leaned over the sink, letting blood drip into the empty side of the sink, flicking on the sink to rinse off his hand.
“Benrey can you grab me a tissue or something?” He called out, and heard the couch creak as Benrey got up, padding into the kitchen with a tissue box in his hands. He set it down next to the kitchen, and with one slightly bloodstained hand, Gordon reached out and snatched a tissue, pressing it to his nose and sitting up. Benrey stared quietly.
“You’re bleeding.” Benrey said quietly, frowning, and Gordon smiled past the tissue.
“I’ve always get bad nosebleeds during this time, when it starts to get colder.” His voice was slightly off, and Benrey continued to frown. Gordon sighed, rinsing his free hand the best he could so he could grab Benrey’s hand and get daem to actually properly look at him. “Promise. I’m fine. They’re really bad but they’re normal for me.”
The tissue felt heavy, and Gordon turned to drip into the kitchen again. Benrey frowned harder, and dragged the trash can over for Gordon to toss the tissue, giving him the chance to grab two more and layer them against his nose, smiling over at Benrey.
“You sure you’re alright?” Gordon hummed, nodding slightly, looking over at him for a moment.
“Promise.” Benrey sighed softly, then leaned over, kissing the side of his head lightly. Gordon smiled at him again, leaning over the sink, waiting for it to subside.