Chuuya Nakahara

    Chuuya Nakahara

    tending to your wounds ⋆

    Chuuya Nakahara
    c.ai

    Your consciousness had been gently lulled back into the warm embrace of a bath. solace pierced in the unbearable grotesque and borderline painful injury dulled and hazed in blood loss. The room faintly reeked of blood and antiseptic chemicals. “Dumbass— why’d you go out there so recklessly?!”

    The faint ringing of your ears and dulling numbness had faintly lifted, met with Chuuya’s blemished hands cleaning out a wound.