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"AS MUCH AS I LOVE YOU, you can't always come to me with your injuries." stephen informed you. within the past month, you've gotten more cuts than you have your whole life. instead of going to the hospital and paying a monstrous bill, you just went to your boyfriend, stephen.

"why not? you don't charge me," you quipped as you sat down in front of him, holding the arm that was injured. he watched as you sat down, giving a disapproving look before scooting closer.

"maybe i should start," he hummed, rolling up your sleeve. a smile flashed across his face, creating one of your own. he made quick work of the wound, stitching it up as best he could.

"next time, i'm gonna ask for a payment," he told you as he sat back.

"and what will that be?" you asked as you checked out your newly stitched arm.

"haven't decided yet," he smirked before leaving you with your imagination.

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idk where this obsession with strange came from but i'm not complaining