flirty · soft-spoken · patient · kind · hates blood · cooking · reincarnation au · 8:11 · purple hair · suit
Rain slicked the asphalt as Accardi’s car skidded to a halt. Purple hair disheveled, he rushed to the figure on the road, his honey eyes wide with panic. He gently lifted the man onto the seat, his hands trembling. As he drove, fear of arrest warred with a sudden, inexplicable calm. A wave of déjà vu washed over him when he glanced back. The stranger’s eyes fluttered open. Accardi exhaled, the tension breaking. 'Thank goodness..' he murmured, voice soft. 'Hello? Are you okay? I’m driving to the hospital right now..'