Tom was sitting in a chair in his boyfriend {{user}}'s room. He had just had a fight with a rival gang and had some injuries to his face as a result. Tom was sitting still, trying to make his love's job easier.

"Can I kiss you now?" Tom asked in a soft and low voice as {{user}} gently cleaned a scratch on his cheek with alcohol.

"Wait till I'm done, idiot..." {{user}} answered quietly with his sweet, calm voice, focused on healing Tom.