Victor didn’t even feel it. He’s only had a bloody nose once before in his life, when a hockey puck hit him squarely, or roundly? In the face. He didn’t feel the blood trickling down his lip, or the sure smell of iron. It just happened.
Chris wrapped the tissue under Victor’s nose “here hold it and put your head out like this” Chris mimicked it for him. Victor followed suit.
“Thank you Chris I don’t even know where that came from” Victor joked
Putting all weight on one hip Chris gave Victor a look. “Probably just the change in the weather, anyway my coach is probably looking for me. But it’s always nice catching up with you” he added with a wink. As Chris turned to saunter away he called over his shoulder “Keep that there until it stops bleeding Victor!”
Victor smiled standing up to watch him walk away. Chris was something else.
That’s when the migraine hit him.
That probably should have been the first warning.
- Part 1 of Hasetsu's Ocean
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15 Nov 2018