“Ky, you can’t keep doing this.”

^{his entire body was covered in bruises; an angel blade sliced deep into his back and had been lodged there until jess pulled it out. it stung worse now than it did before it was removed. he’d heal, but it would take days… days he didn’t truly have. “i’ll be fine,” he said, downing a bottle of whiskey. “don’t worry about me.”}