queentaejin:

When Faris’ shirt came off, Queen was speechless, lost for words for a moment. She definitely hadn’t been expecting that. But now she understood why the other had been so concerned earlier. Her mouth hung open as she continued to stare, unsure of what to say. She had to say something, but what?

“W… Why?” They were the only words she could manage. Even Faris was reluctant to meet her gaze, let alone respond. Forcing her eyes away from his— her chest, she reached for the hand towel again and slowly began to dab at the wound, whispering apologies every time she heard Faris wince.

When she had finished, she took the basin and the hand towel away, cleaning the blood off of her hands in the sink. She returned to Faris’ side with a gauze bandage and some ointment, smearing some on the bites before sealing it up with the gauze.

Queen continued to work in silence until the gauze was secured on the wound, at which point she sat back to allow Faris to adjust herself to the new bandage on her side. As their gazes finally met again, she raised up her palm, prompting her to speak first.

“You have no need to worry; I will protect your secret for you.”

It stung a little, Queen cleaning off the ghoul bite, but nothing Faris couldn’t handle. She kept her gaze firmly rooted to the ground while Queen worked. The initial question of “why?” was ignored momentarily.

Eventually, Queen washed off her hands, ridding them of blood, and finished the job by covering the affected area with some kind of lotion and gauze. The whole thing seemed very efficient. Faris shifted in her seat a little, feeling the makeshift bandage shift with her; all things considered that felt pretty good. Definitely better than before. Faris’s eyes rose to meet Queen’s, listening to the other’s assurances.

“Thanks,” she began, wondering how best to explain, “it’s not really a big deal, I guess. It’s just… no one knows yet. I haven’t been a girl for years. I mean, I am a girl. But I haven’t dressed like one or let anyone see me as one since I was thirteen. So even though I’m not planning on hiding it here in Oerba, I just haven’t gotten used to the idea yet.”

Faris’s right hand went over to rub at her left elbow self-consciously, “It’s… scary.”

That was when Faris’s pride felt the need to repair some of the damage done to her ego. She scowled suddenly, and did her best to give Queen a tough look (despite her continued lack up clothing on top), “I’m not usually this wimpy, I swear.”

(Source: faristaejin)