I go to my room & grab some bandages, I go back to his room with a wet washcloth & some stuff to put his wounds "give me your arm." He shows me his arms, I almost start crying again, I put the wet washcloth on the wounds "ah, f-f-fuck." "Sorry." I wash away the blood & start to wrap bandages around his wrist, I do the same with the other arm. After I'm done, I look at him, "Is there anything I can do for you? I can tell you are still panicing. 'IDEA!' " I put my hand on his & holds it, we both blush a little "If you ever need anything, I'm always here for you, that being for this, guys, or even fighting. I don't care but I'll be there for you." he moves his hand to be holding mine "Okay." He smiles a very soft smile, he pulls me down so we are now both lying on his bed "W-W-What are you doing?" "What I want." He wraps one of his arms around me, still holding my hand "u-uh." "Shut up Just sleep." I smile "Okay." We close our eyes 'This is nice. I can get used to this.'