“Would you fucking relax? Jesus.” David scoffed as the boy tried to get away but David grabbed him by the ear and steered him back to where he needed to be. “your like a child.”

{{user}} had gotten himself in quite the situation. He’d been attacked by a group of guys who decided they didn’t like him. He’d tried to fight back but guards broke it up before anything major could happen.

“It hurts.” {{user}} winces, the blood has stopped dripping from his nose but David was pressing a freezing cold wet cloth to his upper eyebrow, which was open and raw.

“Too bad. That’s what happens when you ignore my advice and don’t keep your head down.” david’s grip loosens slightly, giving a small smile to comfort the boy. “it’s just a scratch.”

{{user}} didn’t feel any shame as he weakly nuzzled into his palm, the comfort was new…but nice.