adamantbull:

"Who did this to you?"

_{“–No one.”}

_{Empty word’s told lies, as the truth was visible on body. Bruises and cuts were decorated upon ivory visage, not exactly a work of art one critique would enjoy. A battered palm rested against cheek, knuckles covered in crimson elixir mixed with dirt. Lance didn’t like to pick fights or brawl’s however when someone accused something so lowly of him, the inner demon snaps.}

_{You got something to say, the lion would rather have you talk shit in front of him then behind his back. Simple as that.}

_{Gaze aimed itself at the floor, as the words before the fight occurred replayed in mind, along with a scene.}

_Flashback 

_{Walking down the streets, it was a cold starry night. Breathe was visible as they were taken, street lamps illuminating the scene. As shoe’s made noises against the sidewalk, a smile was present upon the male’s face. He was going to pay a surprise visit to Tabby, the girl he began a commitment with. Someone Lance could always trust, come to. Lance really did care for the woman.}

_{Continuing towards his destination, eyes met with acquaintance's hes met, their gaze not so kind towards the constellation. Yeah, they didn't exactly like Lance for supposedly breaking their sisters hearts. No, all their sisters basically did was act like sluts. Lance didn’t like that in a girl, and that’s breaking hearts? Feeling eyes glare at him, back facing the two men the lion continued to walk.}

_Until

_{“–Tch, Bet he doesn’t care about his new girl.”}

_{“Watch, he’ll cheat on her, and dump her like trash, bet shes a slut to.”}

_{That’s when a man was punched, blood splattering into the wind.}

_{“CALL MY GIRLFRIEND A SLUT I’LL BASH  YOUR FUCKING TEETH IN, AND STOP TALKING SHIT ABOUT ME.” A roar escaped lips, huffing out cold air. The lion’s guard was kept unguarded. As a punch to the face was delivered from another man. Falling back slightly, backing down was not an option in the blonde’s book.}

_{The fight on for the longest times, spews of poison leaving each of their lips, the lion covered in crimson from clothes to face. No, no one was killed or left with fatal injuries. However, the lion’s clothes were torn and ripped. Even..burned? Did his power come out? Panting, knuckles wiped the blood from lips.}

_{“Don’t ever talk about her in that manner ever again, or you’ll be talking through a feeding tube got me?”}

_{Flashback over} 

_{“Tch..” Sighing, gazing over at the bull, the lion leaned in. Lips that were previously coated velvet red pressed against the bull’s. It was loving, a way of saying i’ fine, and that there was no need to worry. Still, he established it verbally  "Bruises and cuts don’t hurt, i’m fine princess.“}