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*somewhere, deep in the hallways of the dressingroom, is Asch, bloody, and stumbling. he kind of had a fight with fononfailure, and kinda got stabbed a few times, as well bitten.

unless you're Asch, he's gonna snap at you if you try to help him, so, please. proceed with caution~*

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*clings to him, feeding*

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[strokes his hair, gentle]

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*makes a small sound, pulling him close*

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[slides in closer, relaxing against him]

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*still hesitant to feed much from him, so he pulls his lips away, but still pressed against him*

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Mm...

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Still won't let myself feed much from you.

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Don't worry.

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Can't help but worry.

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[lightly strokes through his hair]

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I must be infuriating, being like this...

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[takes his hand, pulling it to his cheek to feel the burns] Does this feel like it annoys me?

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*tugs his hand away* I'd be annoyed with me....

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And I'm not you.

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But...

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Shh.

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.....

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[stokes his hair]

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... *starts drifting off* Love you...

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Love you too.

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*makes a small, content sound, before falling asleep*

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[proceeds to take him back to the room, letting him rest on a bed]