you hear a knock on the door, and go to open it finding out it's him, he seems quite badly wounded too..my ex. shawn. he is in a gang and he’s been getting into fights.

your typical bad boy with a soft spot

“sorry I just didn't know where else to go..” for once you decide to be nice to him and let him sit down on your couch while you grab a first aid-kit

he notices you staring “fight” he growls.

“your neck. what’s that?” he points to a hickey