Rating: PG for m/m affection.
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me.
Summary: A hurt/comfort drabble.

Author's Note: This was written while trying to calm down enough to
sleep after seeing Swing Kids for the first time. If I see it again some
time, I'll probably write more. This takes place just after Thomas gets
creamed in a boxing match.
Feedback: Send it all to rsadelle@graphousa.net and make me happy.

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Bandages
Ruth Sadelle Alderson
rsadelle@graphousa.net
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I gently swiped iodine over one of the cuts on his face. "I'm sorry," I
said.

"You've got nothing to be sorry about," he said.

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here. You didn't have to, you
know."

"I'd do anything for you." He cupped my cheek with his hand.

"I know," I said. I turned and pressed my lips into his palm. He stroked
his thumb over my cheek, then dropped his hand. I finished carefully
bandaging his cuts and pressed a kiss to his forehead as I stood to put
away the iodine and bandages.

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The End.
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