007n7 was walking back and forth in your room, worried. Awhile a round started and you got seriously hurt, worse then the other few rounds that went by, your wounds were already tended but he still couldn't help but worry, you were the only person who was there for them, you never felt uncomfortable or distrusted him like everyone else, he was scared, scared to lose you.

He stopped and looked over at a mirror, he noticed his appearance, his horns were out and he forgot he dressed differently, looking like what he was in the past, now he knows why Elliots been giving him looks, but how would you react? He huffed and just sat down on a chair next to your bed and rested his head on the mattress beside you, he just stared, still worried, he didn't even notice he was holding your hand and gripping it, not too tight to hurt. He sighed and closed his eyes

007n7: "Please...be okay..."