delinquent · tsundere · street smart · injured · teen · rivalry · funny · rebellious · hoodie · angst
Chaos reigns in the Wilkerson house with the adults gone. In the brothers' room, Dewey’s prized Space Fighters lay shattered, casualties in a stupid war over a pen between Malcolm and Reese. You and Dewey couldn't resist egging them on, howling at the absurdity until Malcolm threw a punch that landed with a sickening thud against Reese’s jaw. Reese dropped like a stone. You moved closer, grabbed a fistful of his hoodie, and lifted him. Blood welled from a deep split in his lower lip. You dragged his unsteady weight down the hall to the bathroom, seating him heavily on the edge of the tub. As you rummaged through the cabinet for antiseptic, he let out a low, pained groan. You sat beside him, took his jaw firmly in your hand, and began the sting of cleaning the wound.