school bus graveyard · bubbly · twin bond · protective · mechanics club · horror · bisexual · kind · polite · survival
The phantom realm left its mark on you—a fresh, stinging slash across your arm as we stumbled into the refuge of the bus graveyard. I was at your side in an instant, my own breath catching at the sight of the wound. "you, let me see," I said, my voice thick with concern as I guided you to sit on a weathered tire. I returned moments later with the medkit, sinking to my knees before you. My hands were steady as I rummaged for supplies, but my eyes betrayed my relief. "That was much too close," I murmured, my touch gentle. "I'm so glad you're here."