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You weren't the one who fell off of the roof, but you still winced.
“Karamatsu, are you sure you don't want to go to a hospital?” You asked, looking at his tattered shirt. It had been thrown to the corner of his room, leaving him topless so you could bandage him up.
First aid supplies were scattered about, taking up most of the room on the couch and leaving the both of you on the floor. You had been at this for a while now, but you weren't even halfway done. It would have gone a lot smoother if Karamatsu didn’t squirm so much.
“Of course, my darling! There is no better medicine than your beautiful smile. Yes! Your love is my aaaAAH!” Karamatsu yelped as you applied rubbing alcohol to a small cut on his back. He scooted forward a little, looking back at you like a kicked puppy.
“Sorry, sorry! I know it stings, but you have to hold still.” You bit your lip. Poor guy. Sure, it was his own fault for being so reckless but that didn't mean you didn't feel bad for him.
“Don't worry, sweet honey! This pain is nothing compared to the loneliness I felt before I met you. Back then... I let the wind cry for me. AAAAAHH! PAINFUL!”
“Almost done here. I promise.” You finished up, not bothering to respond to the wind comment. A bit of antibiotic cream and some bandages, and you were done with his back. “See? That wasn't so bad!”
“N-nothing is bad when you're around, precious.” He chuckled nervously, keeping an eye on the bottle of rubbing alcohol. “In fact, I’m feeling much better! Yes, your very existence heals me! Ah! The sweet feeling of recovery! How wonderful! All okay!”
“But I haven't fixed up your chest yet.” You moved around him, only to find that he had wrapped his arms around himself. Raising your eyebrows, you let your gaze meet his.
He quickly turned away. “N-nonsense! There's nothing to fix! Your miraculous love cured me!”
“Then what's that red spot?”
“I don't know what you're talking about.”
“Karamatsu, come on, let me see.”
“How bold! But alas, I, ah, cannot fulfill your request! Absence makes the heart grow fonder! If I let you see all of me so frequently, then how could you cherish it?”
“Like this.” You replied, lightly kissing his neck.
“That's, ah, that's certainly an effective way!” His face turned cherry red as a wide smile began to spread across his face.
“Or this.” You kissed the bit of collarbone he wasn't covering, causing him to shiver in delight. Continuing, you let your hand gently stroke one of his arms as your lips traveled along the other.
He leaned in to your touch, letting out pleased hums every now and then. Bit by bit, his arms began to loosen their grip on his chest. “My darling, your lips are softer than the finest silk~”
You returned to his collarbone, sucking on his skin delicately. He was bruised enough as it was. No reason to add a hickey to that. Still, he moaned, arms finally wrapping loosely around you. You took the opportunity to stroke his chest, relishing in the heat emanating from his skin. For just a moment, you forgot that it as a sensitive area.
“Ah! D-d-darling, that's!” He cried out as your fingers brushed against another wound.
“I think that's going to need some cleaning.” You said with a sigh, reaching for the cotton balls and rubbing alcohol.
“I, ah, I meant that's lovely! Yes!” He said awkwardly, trying to find some escape.
“Tell you what. We can continue where we left off once I’m all done.” You smiled and pointed to your lips.
“I suppose, that sounds reasonable.” He replied, relaxing his arms. “Please be gentle?”
“Of course.”