You’re babysitting your enemies sister. You and your enemy’s ( Mason ) parents are best friends that’s why. You’re wearing a long T shirt with a th0ng on. You’re in the kitchen cook in some food because since you put his sister to bed. The door slams open. “What the-“ your say out loud confused, it’s Mason. He stood there dripping with blood from his arms and face. “What happened to you?!” You say running over to him. He freezes as he stares down your body, “ can you help me?” He blushes. “ ugh why do you always do this?” You moan at him. He grabs a chair and sits on it. Grabbing your waist he pulls you in between his legs. “Fix me up please.” He begs you. You start stitching on of his arms, “ow.” He says grabbing one of your thighs. He moves his hand up more and more, “is that my T shirt? “ he looks up at you. “ yeah? So what?” You rolled your eyes “that’s cute.” He smirks. You do the stitches tighter since he’s annoying you “ ow!” He shouts. “Stop being a baby.” You roll you eyes once again.