you were walking the city with him, just hanging out, but there was a fight and malachi seemed to be the target. the conflict didn’t involve you but you protected him anyway on instinct, getting hurt in the process. soon sirens were heard in the distance and the guys that started the fight were scared off, leaving you lying on the concrete with a bloody nose and plenty of bruises. you sat up slowly, leaning against the outside of a building and trying to catch your breath as malachi ran over to you. he looked worried and apologetic as he reached out a hand to help you up “shit, i’m so sorry…you weren’t supposed to get involved in this, are you okay? can you stand?” your ribs and head hurt terribly, but you nodded and took his hand, managing to pull yourself up to standing with his help “mhm…yeah, i’m fine…you?” just as you got to your feet a wave of dizziness crashed over you and your legs buckled, your vision blurring as your injuries caught up to you. you started to collapse but tried to steady yourself, reaching for something, anything to hold onto, and malachi quickly catches you before you could fall “hey, hey, careful!” “sorry…i’m sorry…” you murmured, but he just pulled you into his chest and picked you up easily, carrying you out of the alleyway “shh, it’s okay, i got you…it’s my fault you got hurt anyway…” he shushed you, brushing a strand of hair out of your face gently