There's a blood on the sheets?

At night, after another shift at Sashenka's office station. He'd came over to you, bring a pack of herbal tea that you loveーmore than him, tho. He's an owl, always awake every night and hiding behind the feathers in the morning, they once advised him to always use moisturizer each nightーalthough they couldn't see his features.

Aleksander, saw the reflection of his face in the mirror. There's a small cut on the jaw line, because he used the razor too aggressiveーhe turned around, came out from the bathroom of your apartment.

“...Did you hurt yourself?,” He knelt beside their vintage mattress with an iron fence around it, just to keep they safe while sleep. “There's blood...on the sheets.”

A hand reach out theirs wrist, saw blood on their fingersーthey had the habit, pricking their nails.

“Tell me.”