There were bandages. Don Juan considered whether he ought to make a show of having to look for them, so that it was less obvious he'd been snooping through here while Dean wasn't around, but ultimately he didn't think he could justify that bit of petty deception to himself while Hudson was still bleeding. He took the bandages out and set about wrapping the cut on Dean's hand. It was gentle work. Given their proximity and the level of attention this required, perhaps it was inevitable that the task would leave him feeling warm in the chest. He didn't have many opportunities to take care of Dean.
Don Juan tied the bandage off and took a small step closer. He slid one hand around Dean's waist and put the other on his jaw, then kissed him.
Don Juan tied the bandage off and took a small step closer. He slid one hand around Dean's waist and put the other on his jaw, then kissed him.
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MJ made this <3