@lxvender_darling language
Mason held in a laugh, making sure his towel was uP, and sighed, his breath shakey. "Why would you-"
Mason held in a laugh, making sure his towel was uP, and sighed, his breath shakey. "Why would you-"
"i,,, i was 17,,, i was stupid- don't jUdge me-" he said, looking away with his arms crossed.
Mason snorted, nearly dropping his towel and caught it. "Oh shit-" He muttered.
Connor didn't say anything now. In fact, he just entirely refused to speak at all.
Mason felt a bit bad, before laying his head on Connors lap. "Are you okay-? And question- What's with the bandage on your chest?" He asked, concerned.
"eh, i'm fine. as for the bandages on my chest- well, actually, i don't think you'd wanna see what's under those– we'll just leave it at the eyepatch now." he replied, still looking away.
(whshshwwshhwawswsah my keyboard refuses to use capital letters now wth-)
"Is it a binder-?" He tilted his head-
"i- wha- no. it's– it's not,,, i'm not even gonna try to explain it." he huffed.
"I wanna know- I'll tell you all my secrets!" He whined.
Connor paused, thinking about the offer. "Well… I suppose so." he accepted, followed by him removing his shirt and the bandages, revealing a void in his chest that looked like someone burst a hole through it. "There. Happy now?" he said, sighing and making no eye contact at all costs.
(finally my keyboard is using capital letters again woO)
(oop-)
"Jesus christ… Is it okay-? How…I…Did someone hurt you?" He asked, his voice growing cold.
"What will you do if I say yes?-" he asked, looking at him and raising an eyebrow.
"I will do anything for you- probably murder the dick who hurt you-"
"Well- it was an ex-girlfriend of mine, who I broke up with years ago. After she did this to me," Connor began and paused, putting his fist through the hole in his chest. "I gave up dating girls entirely. So…"
(further explanation: his ex-gf was a hybrid creature/humanoid thingy with enough strength to do what she did to him without flinching. so, a year or two after he dumped her, she confronted him and punched the void straight through his chest-)
(god damn-)
Mason's eyes grew cold, as he smirked. "Where does she live, how does she look like, and whats her name?" He asked, giving a sadistic grin.
(ANGY)
"I- I'm not gonna tell you." Connor replied, wrapping the bandages back around his chest and slipping on his shirt.
Mason attempted to calm down, as his ears lowered. "Okay, fine. I understand." He muttered, resting his head on his lap, curling into a ball. He didn't even bother getting dressed.
Connor laughed nervously. He removed his eyepatch and set it aside. Upon further inspection of the eyepatch, there is a kinda small pink heart in the midst of the white square that is the eyepatch. He let air into his eyesocket again, since that's what keeps it from hurting him really bad.
(oh yeah fun fact if you were so willing you could actually put your finger in his eyesocket and he wouldn't feel anything- just a thing i thought would be cool but also weird)
(oh-)
Mason whined a bit, his ears lowered.
"I- Are you okay?" he asked, having heard the whining sound.
"Mhm." He lied.
"I can tell you're lying. Is it my eye? Should I put the eyepatch back on?-"
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