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           ^{“On a scale from one to ten, I wonder how STUBBORN you are compared to the rest of the testosterone backstage.” All in light humor. Sasha understood where he was coming from, though – the thought of someone providing assistance, no matter how big the injury or cut was….it was daunting. Since her near-death experience with Nia, she has shoved aside any and all aid that’s come to her direction. SHE DIDN’T NEED HELP ; SHE DIDN’T NEED ANYONE. “If you won’t let me clean that up, ‘least you can do is come with me to get a bite to eat. B’sides, I need someone to catch me in case I fall on my ass.” Or perhaps it was a matter of just having some sort of POSITIVE company around for once.}

       ^{He couldn’t understand why she was being so calm after what had happened.  (  most women would have had a lingering bad mood —- would be preparing to kill  ).  A little voice in the back of his head told him that this was supposed to be talked about at another time ;  they were going to unwind and have a little fun.  No matter how concerned he was for her safety as well, he had to bite his lip and remind himself that she was just as stubborn as he was when it came to talking about health. He had to admit that it unnerved him how easily she could endure and move on. Realizing he was staring at her knee, he stopped, and immediately landed his light brown orbs on her features instead. Gulping, he gave a slow nod,      “Uh… sure, Sasha. What’re you in the mood for?”}

(Source: inzaynityy)

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           ^{“Who’s gonna worry about you if you’re too WOUNDED UP to even clean yourself up?” Hard hitting questions ; Sasha knew what it was like…to tend to yourself and live in isolation. To refuse assistance and to shun everyone near your vicinity just to do the job yourself. Relying on people meant exposing yourself to FEELINGS and DISAPPOINTMENT – at least, that’s how it all went down for Sasha. It’s no wonder friends were few and far in between. Letting her hand slide off of his shoulder, she let it rest at her side, her miniature stature much smaller than his opposing taller one. He was a goddamn TITAN compared to her. “Quit being so stubborn, alright? You’re not at a doctor’s office. I can’t do much of anything except clean up and all. All my hands are good for is throwin’ hands and breaking necks.”}

         ^{ALMOST AS SOON AS THE HEAT RISES      it’s gone and Sami is left with this feeling that he was being too defiant for his own good. Sami wouldn’t survive losing someone else from being too stubborn, it would completely tear him to shreds.   ( What was harder?  Lying to a friend so they wouldn’t have to worry?  Or just avoiding them altogether? Which one was more effective?  )   Sami didn’t have all the answers, all he knew was that his shoulders were heavy and his mouth tasted like iron.      “If you can’t do anything about it, you shouldn’t check on it or worry, hm? It’s just a cut, Sasha. I’m A-ok.”}

(Source: inzaynityy)

         ^{Sami felt himself flinch involuntarily  (  so much for putting on a tough face  )  when he felt the other touch his shoulder where was one of the many areas he was bruised.  There was still blood oozing out of the cut on his cheek  —-  Sami could feel it.  It was not just the touching that made him flinch but the idea that someone was trying to care for him.  He had spent his entire life doing that for himself so the idea of someone else doing it unnerved him slightly. And on top of that, she could report it to the officials which would make matters worse.      “S-sasha, no              it’s fine, I swear. I’ll worry about me. You don’t have to.”}

@fvrustatement | continued from here.