As I came down the stairs I became very aware of myself being in my not so feminine boxers and my thin tank top as Ferdi watched me from the door. I wrapped myself in my arms self-conscious as I went into the kitchen and he followed. “So why did you come here?” I asked leaning up against the counter. It was hard to see his face as the only light to the room was the small light over the sink behind me
But I knew he met my gaze intensely, “I wanted to make sure you were okay.” He said calm enough but I knew it was hurting his pride.
“I’m fine, the doctor says I have a concussion and I have to miss the rest of the week of school. But other than that I’ll survive.” I explained to him.
“Can I see it?” He asked hesitantly taking a step forward. “The cut?” I nodded for some reason after the ea
