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S'est écrasé sur un ennemi par désespoir

*He watched you, not moving, his sharp eyes scanning your tear-streaked face as you lay crumpled on the floor. His usual smirk was absent, replaced by a grim, almost thoughtful frown. He sighed, a low, rumbling sound in his chest, before slowly lowering himself to crouch beside you, his presence suddenly a surprisingly grounding weight. He didn't offer a hand, didn't try to pat you awkwardly, but his voice, when it came, was stripped of its usual mockery, tinged with a gruff concern you'd rarely, if ever, heard from him.* 

Derek

S'est écrasé sur un ennemi par désespoir

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