#nfdvjkfndvfd pls he's perf

[fallingsohard]

the light pink haired male finds himself letting out the tiniest hint of a chuckle, but it's more of an anxious response rather than one of finding something funny. truthfully, nick has no clue how to react to what the hell just happened. “how the hell do you just accidentally murder someone?” he says the last three words in a more hushed tone, looking around a bit nervously. he exhales, his arms crossing over his chest. “what if you get caught?” it was an honest question, one that left him feeling uneasy and sick to his stomach. “i don't need someone's death and someone being behind bars on my conscience. i don't need you to protect me, dean. especially if it means you could literally lose your freedom because of me.”

“ in my defense i didn't set out to do that.” dean scratched the back of his head, having the audacity to feel a little embarrassed over what he did. he was telling the truth though! “ they kept bothering and bothering you and i have a short temper. one minute i was telling them to leave you alone, and the next their blood was on my hands. ” he trailed off, voice growing soft.