SvFoE- Aid

A short greentext for a great writer and contributer.
This story is didicated to WriteFriend. A friend to those on /sveg/.

Aid

>"Hooold still."
>With a trembling hand, Hope holds up a small cotton swab with a pair of tweezers and, oh so carefully, brings it close to the tiny cut on Marco's cheek.
>"I am holding still. It's just that this stuff really 'OW'... stings.
>Hope leans away from Marco quickly, bringing her hands over her mouth as she gasped sharply.
>"Omagosh! I didn't hurt you too much, did I?"
>"No no, it was just the ointment on the swab Hope. Your doing perfectly fine.
>Hope exaggeratedly breaths a sigh of relief and smiles at Marco's reassurance.
>"Honestly I'm surprised at how skilled you are at this. Not many people our age can bandage someone up as well as you."
>"I-its nothing really." Hope slightly blushes at Marco's compliment.
>"I'm just used to applying bandages." At this, Hope rubs a patch over her right knee for emphasis.
>"Yea...I've been meaning to ask how you got those."
>Marco points at the various bruises on Hopes legs. Many were quite large and very dark.
>"I-I j-just fell! Over some steps in m-my apartment." Hope quickly pulls her skirt over her legs to cover the blemishes.
>"I... I'm just clumsy... sometimes... mostly."
>Hope grew quiet and Marco decided not to pry while mentally kicking himself for ruining the mood.
>"Um, so how'd you get all cut up?" Hope quickly changed the subject.
>"Oh, I just got jumped by some monsters on my way home. They were looking for Star and got violent when I told them she wasn't with me."
>Marco brought up his right arm and rolled up his sleeve so that he could flex it.
>"Those guys were lightweights though. I just got all these cuts from rolling on the ground." He lied, not wanting to further sadden Hope's mood.
>Hope gave him an impressed whistle and a small smile.
>"Wow, I never pegged you as such a tough guy Safe Kid."
>"That's cause I'm misunderstood! I'm a baaad boy, getting into fights on the streets and taking no smack from no one."
>Marco goofily waved his arms around, trying to imitate the gestures of many a rap artist.
>Hope laughed at Marco's joke and the sound of it brought a bright smile to his face.
>A few minutes passed as Hope patched up the rest of Marco's cuts.
>She still apologized each time Marco hissed in pain.
>Eventually it came to one last cut, but when Hope reached for another bandage from Marco's fanny pack. She found that there was none left.
>"Shoot Marco, your out of bandages."
>"Oh, uh. That's alright Hope, it's not that bad of a cut anyways. It doesn't hurt so it won't bother me."
>While it was true that the last cut wasn't very painful. It did indeed bother Marco to leave an open wound exposed to all sorts of germs, viruses, and infections.
>But Marco decided to keep up the tough guy act. No need for the safe kid stuff now, he'd just apply a whole jar of anti-infectent on the cut when he got home.
>Just to be safe.
>"Nope! I'll have none of that, here."
>Quickly, Hope rummaged around in her purse. Digging through all her cosmetic supplies until she finally found her prize.
>Hope pulled out a small pink band-aid with cutesy cat images from her purse and removed the plastic back.
>Before she placed it on Marco however, she planted a quick kiss on the band-aid and with that, she put it over his cut.
>Marco felt his cheeks get warmer at Hope's sudden action and he stared at her as she simply tilted her head to the side and gave him a bright smile.
>"Kisses make the pain go away." Was her simple explanation.
>Marco could feel his face getting hot from how intense he was blushing.
>" 'ahem' T-thanks Hope. The band-aid is a little girly, but really, your too kind."
>Hope continued to smile warmly as Marco finally sat up and dusted off his clothes.
>"Welp, It's getting late and we should be getting home soon."
>Hope's smile went away upon hearing the word home.
>"Yea... I guess so."
>"Why don't I walk you to your apartment-"
>No! N-no, it's okay Marco. I'll walk by myself."
>Marco wanted to protest, but thought better of it. He figured she had her reasons.
>Luckily, Hope smiled again and Marco's mood brightend at the sight.
>His blushed returned however when he felt Hope place her hand on his chest.
>"Your sweet for asking, Thank you Marco."
>Marco could swear his face was as red as his hoodie.
>"I should thank you, but well yea, if you need anything. 'Uh' just give me a call."
>Quickly, Marco walked off before he could get any redder, but he waved back to Hope and gave her another smile.
>Hope waved back and gave Marco one last smile as well.
>She watched Marco walk off and when he was gone from sight, her smile grew even wider as she began to giggle.
>She bit the nail of her little finger and bounced lightly on her feet as she pulled out her phone and quickly dialed a number.
>"Hello, Janna? Girl you are sooo gonna hate me for what I'm about to tell you!"
>End