His cheeks turned a faint pink. “Why wouldn’t I? I promised remember? I’d be by your side no matter what.” Mista returned the squeeze with a soft one of his own. He tried to hide the worry from his face, although it was still fairly visible.
“— The bite?—,… Oh.. That. Boss. How did this happen?”
【 ✮ 】— « He… Bit me. He was b-being d-dominated by h-hunger. » He gulped for the sudden spark of ache hitting his spine as he tried to move, to lift himself and reach him once again. He wanted to hide within his arms and disappear, lulled by warmth and love. « He wasn’t himself in that moment, so… I’m not upset with him. »
