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I was exhausted. The first thing I did after finishing my day was jump on my bed, face first in my pillow. But it was like the sky didn't want me to rest because Enid called me for an urgent "girl session". Little did I know this session which consisted of helping her choose an outfit for a date she had this evening lasted four long hours. So when she was finally done, I ran back to my room, getting changed to have a well-earned night of sleep. I slipped on a comfortable oversized t-shirt and my bike shorts.

I was about to sneak into my bed when I heard a knock on the door. I sighed, making my way to the door.

"I swear Divina if you forgot your keys again I'm going to throw you out the window." I cursed, opening it.

I was left dumbfounded when I noticed that it wasn't my roommate at the door, but Tyler, covered in blood. He seemed badly injured. I looked in the corridor, making sure that no one saw him before pulling him in my room, shutting the door.

"What the hell are you doing here at this hour ?! And what happened to you ?!" I shrieked, examining his state.

"I- I got into a fight." He shamefully admitted, avoiding my gaze.

"You boys are all the same I swear. And why are you here ? Your father could've patched you up, I hope no one saw you because I'm going to be expelled or-"

"I sneaked in and made sure I was discreet, stop rambling, it's okay Y/N." He cut me off.

"No Tyler it's not okay, you're standing in my dorm bloody and beaten up, my roommate could barge in here at any moment and report it to the principal."

I stopped talking when I heard his ragged breathing. He wasn't doing well at all. His face was covered in bruises and I was positive I never saw someone that beat up.

Without saying anything I took his hand, leading him to the bathroom. Tyler sat on the dresser, as I was taking a wet cloth. Because we were closer, I could discern all the wounds on his face. A slit ran from his eyebrow to his cheek, his lower lip was cut and he had a nasty gash on his jaw. I started cleaning the first one, dabbing gently to avoid hurting him more. Nonetheless, I heard him wince and my eyes shot up to his brown ones.

"I'm sorry ! I'll be more careful !" I whispered, my brows raised.

"No it's fine, it's my fault, I shouldn't have gotten hurt in the first place."

A compassionate smile made its way to my lips.

"Do you have wounds elsewhere ?"

Tyler nodded faintly, lifting his t-shirt, revealing a bruise on his lower stomach.

"Why didn't you start with that ? You're still bleeding !" I exclaimed, looking at the ugly wound covering a large part of his abdomen, crimson red staining his clothes.

"I forgot about it I guess..."

"God, you'll be the death of me."

So I took care of it while he was telling me about the said-fight. I hummed softly, trying to stay focused on his gash and not on his well outlined abs. I knew he was muscular but not that much. When I was done with cleaning it, I sighed and he interrupted his ranting, a small smirk on his face.

"Why are you blushing ?"

"Erm- Nothing, it's hot in here isn't it ?" I hesitantly asked, turning away to grab another cloth, hoping he couldn't see my flushed face.

"If you say so... But I wanted to say that-"

We both froze when we heard the dorm room opening and closing. I immediately put my hand on Tyler's mouth, shutting him up. Our eyes locked, the tension rising.

"Y/N are you here ?" I heard Divina, my roommate, asking in the other room.

"Yes I'm in the bathroom Div' ! I'm just having girl problems over here, that's all !" I yelled back.

"You need help with something ?"

I felt Tyler smile under my hand at my answer, so I hit him in the chest, making him let out a sound that suspiciously sounded like a moan.

"Uhm, is someone with you ? I think I heard something." Davina called out.

"No I'm alone I'm just-"

"Yeah she's here with me." The brunette announced in a deep voice

I pointedly stared at the boy, mouth agape, shocked by what he'd just done.

"Oh then I'm leaving you two alone ! And Y/N you owe me an explanation ! Have fun !" My roommate said in a flirtatious voice before leaving the dorm.

I waited a few seconds, making sure she was gone, before opening my mouth.

"Are you serious ?! Now she's going to tell everyone that I'm having sex with someone in our bathroom !"

"What's the harm in that, she didn't see me !" Tyler answered, still smirking proudly.

I let out an exasperated sigh, massaging my temples. I should've let him stay outside and get caught by the principal, bleeding out like the idiot he was. But instead I shoved him and took what I needed to patch him up. I bandaged his chest, trying to avoid biting my lip when he tensed at the contact. I began working on his face next, applying some pomade and tape where the cut was a little too deep.

I put a bandaid on the scratch on his jaw and he hissed at the touch, grabbing my wrist by reflex. I froze, surprised by his action, looking into his eyes for an answer. He was staring back at me, his gaze wandering slowly from my eyes to my mouth. I blinked, trying to understand what he was going to do next. He leaned in deliberately and stopped a few inches away from my face. I could feel his breath on my lips, and the heat in the room seemed to rise up.

"You didn't take care of that cut." He whispered, pointing at his split lower lip.

I reached for it, my hand tracing the slit slowly, his mouth open. I looked up at his brown eyes, mine fluttering shut when he crashed his lips on mine. I could smell the metallic taste of blood in my mouth but it didn't matter. Heat was radiating from him and his hands made their way to my waist, pulling me closer. I smiled into the kiss, holding back a laugh at our current situation.

I put my hand on his chest, his eyes lingering on mine after the kiss.

"You know, we could make it happen." Tyler flirtatiously hinted.

"Make what happen ?"

"What your roommate thought we were doing when she barged in your dorm."

"Tyler I'm not having sex with you when you're hurt." I huffed, rolling my eyes, trying to hide my smile.

"I'm not hurt anymore, a gentle and really pretty nurse took care of me." The boy cooed, rubbing my arm.

I took his hand, interlocking our fingers and led him to my bed. I pushed him onto the bed and he looked up at me hopefully.

"You need to rest dumbass. We'll see what we'll do when you're able to not get into fights and lose them." I directed, a sarcastic smile on my face.

He pouted, disappointed by my refusal. I sat down next to him, laying down on my bed. He stretched down next to me, brushing my hair off my face. He took my hand, giving it a quick kiss. I scrunched up my nose before giving him a quick peck on the lips.

"And next time, come to me when you're not all bloody. Red doesn't suit you." I mumbled.

I heard him chuckle before taking me into his arms.

"I'll always find an excuse to come and see you." He ranted, his words trailed out as he fell asleep, pulling me tighter.