xxxi didn't mean to fall in love tonight
xxxyou're looking like you fell in love tonight
xxxcan we pretend that we're in love?
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He let himself in to the apartment, the light and the warmth welcome after everything that had happened. He locked the door behind them and headed in to the small kitchen in search of the first aid kit. After the first caramel burn incident, he'd learned to keep an extremely extensive first aid kid in the kitchen. It contained enough for most of the baking inflicted injuries he seemed to sustain, but he found himself questioning if it would be enough for this. He grinned at Cas as Cas said it was very him. "Thank you. It's not much, but it's home. Please ignore the excess of lavender around the place, it got... a little out of control and there was only so much I could give away as gifts." All those nights when he'd questioned why he was doing this to himself, why he couldn't just... stop thinking about those eyes and the grin that so often accompanied them, and he'd just poured his energy into his plants in the hope he could exhaust himself or that something good could at least come from it. "Just take a seat wherever, move any plants out of the way if you need to." He called as he found the kit and pulled it out.
He sat beside Cas and opened the kit as well as he could with one hand. "I know I said I wanted to check you weren't dying, but even if you are, I don't think I'd be much use to you like this. So you're going to have to help me patch myself up, I'm afraid," he said with a bit of a smile. "I can handle the silver burns, but I'm going to need you to help me bandage it." Phoenix pulled away the blood soaked gauze from his shoulder, having to push down the vague nausea that arose in him at the sight. He wasn't particularly squeamish, but seeing that much of his own blood would make anybody feel uneasy.