Literature
Bullied!PrussiaXReader: Celestial Meeting (2/3)
An audible hiss left Gilbert’s bruised lips and he immediately tore away his hand tending to the wound from the left corner of his eye. At the sudden movement of his jaw, another scarlet fluid dribbled from the cut of his lips to his scraped chin. Frustrated, the snow-haired male inhaled before lifting the blood embedded cotton to his wound. He pursed his lips tightly, bracing the stinging contact of alcohol.
Sure enough, it came sharply. Gilbert attempted to keep his fingers from shaking and the tears from seeping out of his lashes. He directed his focus elsewhere to ease his pain. Of course, he thought of the good memory he had kept