🗞️ ׅ 𝘼𝙡𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩

pressing a cold ice pack to the bruise forming on albert’s face , the slightest hint of a sad expression on face . “ open your eyes , please . ”

“ oh honey . ” a soft frown , gently wiping away the streaks of blood on his face . retrieving a few bandaids from the kit , moving his face again so he could bandage the first wound. ⁺̲

moving his hand with the motion of albert’s head , a sympathetic sigh . pressing a bit harder before removing the cotton pad and discarding it in the garbage can beside him . taking another ⁺̲

“ hey , stay here . ” slipping out of his bedroom , careful to not make too much noise . after a minute of searching , he returns with a first aid kit . kneeling down in front of ⁺̲

head lifting from his phone , eyes widening slightly . getting to the window in two steps , opening it wide . “ jesus . what happened ? ” placing a hand on albert’s cheek , a ⁺̲

why the fuck would that be a valid question ?