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“And what if i hurt you?”
“Then DON’T!”
“Unfortunately, it’s all part of the process, Y/N-ya.”
“You don’t have to do it so fast! And d-don’t go too slow, either!”
“I can’t make any promises that it won’t hurt. Even if I take my time.”
“T-then kiss it to make it feel better when you’re done, o-okay?”
“I can do that. I happily oblige to that.”
You were being a big baby again when it came to ripping the band-aid off of your latest wound – thanks to no one’s fault but your own. It was only a minor scrape, and Law insisted that it needed to breathe instead of being smothered to breed bacteria, so what had to be done - had to be done. But you couldn’t do it by yourself.
While you were so busy trying to brace yourself from the inevitable rip of the band-aid, you could only feel the tender compress of his lips on your arm where the bandage once adhered. A gentle smile complimented the mischievous intensity his eyes held as he assessed your reaction.
“All better now?”