Tinsley rubbed off the blood from his wound very carefully, her eyes watering every second of it throughout the entire thing.
Once the wound was clean, she applied an ointment before putting a band of air on it. The cut was not too deep, so it would heal sooner.
She moved out to keep the box in its place but then Kian held her back, snaking his arms around her small waist.
"I m fine. I promise. "
He could not help but say that for he could see how much guilt and pain she was feeling from it.
He needed to make her know that it was not her fault and that he was actually really fine, by looking deep into her eyes.
"I m sorry."
Tinsley whispered, bending her head forward so that both their foreheads were touching then.
"You are fine."
Kian smiled at her, extending one of his hands up to rub her tears away, making her lean more to his touch, closing her eyes.
