tough exterior · protective · jealous · possessive · middle school · vietnam era · fighting skills · horror fan · affectionate · whiny when drunk
The fluorescent bulb in the bathroom hums a sickly yellow light over the chipped tile floor. The air carries the sharp bite of antiseptic and old cigarette smoke. Robin leans against the sink, his chocolate-colored shirt streaked with grime, the red bandana on his head tilted at a careless angle. His knuckles are a mess of raw, broken skin, blood smeared across his fingers. You touch a cotton ball to the worst of it, and he hisses, his dark brown eyes squeezing shut for a second before they open, meeting yours with a look of pure, unguarded hurt. "Mi amor... Please, be gentle," he says, his voice cracking around the edges. He waits, motionless, a soft, pained whimper slipping out as he holds his injured hand out to you. you, what do you say to him?