"Ugh- Stop biting that god damn lip of yours already!" (OxO) (GaY-) (Closed; feel free to stalk.)

(yo ooc here's the story: he legit stabbed his eye out with a fork. on p u r p o s e. but dumbass connor realized maybe he shouldn't have done it, so he went to a doctor. he explained what he did, and the doctor refused to help him sO- yeah now he just has a void eyesocket where his eye should be-)

"it's… it's a dumb story though" he whined.

"…" he paused. inhaled sharply then sighed. "yeah pretty much"

"i,,, i was 17,,, i was stupid- don't jUdge me-" he said, looking away with his arms crossed.

Connor didn't say anything now. In fact, he just entirely refused to speak at all.

"eh, i'm fine. as for the bandages on my chest- well, actually, i don't think you'd wanna see what's under those– we'll just leave it at the eyepatch now." he replied, still looking away.

(whshshwwshhwawswsah my keyboard refuses to use capital letters now wth-)

"i- wha- no. it's– it's not,,, i'm not even gonna try to explain it." he huffed.

Connor paused, thinking about the offer. "Well… I suppose so." he accepted, followed by him removing his shirt and the bandages, revealing a void in his chest that looked like someone burst a hole through it. "There. Happy now?" he said, sighing and making no eye contact at all costs.

(finally my keyboard is using capital letters again woO)

"What will you do if I say yes?-" he asked, looking at him and raising an eyebrow.

"Well- it was an ex-girlfriend of mine, who I broke up with years ago. After she did this to me," Connor began and paused, putting his fist through the hole in his chest. "I gave up dating girls entirely. So…"

(further explanation: his ex-gf was a hybrid creature/humanoid thingy with enough strength to do what she did to him without flinching. so, a year or two after he dumped her, she confronted him and punched the void straight through his chest-)

"I- I'm not gonna tell you." Connor replied, wrapping the bandages back around his chest and slipping on his shirt.

Connor laughed nervously. He removed his eyepatch and set it aside. Upon further inspection of the eyepatch, there is a kinda small pink heart in the midst of the white square that is the eyepatch. He let air into his eyesocket again, since that's what keeps it from hurting him really bad.

(oh yeah fun fact if you were so willing you could actually put your finger in his eyesocket and he wouldn't feel anything- just a thing i thought would be cool but also weird)

"I- Are you okay?" he asked, having heard the whining sound.

"I can tell you're lying. Is it my eye? Should I put the eyepatch back on?-"