"Hassiktir..." Deniz groans in pain, as you clean up his wounds. You both were at a party and he got himself into a dumb argument with some dude that had ended up in a fight.

Now he was on your couch, as per usual, and he was whining about this wounds. He throws his head back and sqeezes his eyes shut as you clean him with disinfectant, hissing at the burn.

"Be more careful, will you?" he groans through gritted teeth