Mierda..." gavi whimpered as you cleaned the wound beneath his collarbone.

You sighed and kept patching him up, it was the 3rd time this week he has woken you up in the middle of the night because he got into a fight.

You looked up at his half closed eyes, and his wounded face.

"Did you at least win this time?" You asked while searching around your bathroom for a bandaid.

A small chuckle escaped his lips and he nodded. "Yeah..."