Lucas: he giggled innocently pulling away, grabbing his tie and stepping back. "There's some foundation under my bed, that's only if you want to cover your neck up." He smirked evilly know full well that George was either going to be mad or angry with him. That or just flustered. He giggled at the thought.

George: "Did you seriously-" George put a hand over the spot he had just been kissed as he blushed even more somehow- "You did just give me a- Lucas you little...! Ty prevatish' menya v pomidor...." George huffed embarrassedly and walked over to the bed and croughed down, looking for the foundation.

Lucas: he laughed tying the tie around his neck after he finished buttoning up his shirt. There was a box underneath his bed filled with makeup, the one that was used earlier. "I love you~" he snickered pulling the tie up to his neck and grabbing a jacket that was thrown onto the ground.

George: "I love you too...," George mumbled sourly with a still red face as he kissed Lucas's cheek. "I'll be right back. Don't do anything too stupid while I am gone please."

Lucas: "okay~" he blushed softly as he was kissed. He went over to the bed to lay down after that, to take the weight off his wounds and so he could hide his face n the pillow.

George: George went off to the bathroom, moving the collar of his coat to get a better look at the spot on his neck as he stared at the mirror. Sighing, George could also just barely see one Lucas's markings on him. And Scars. He still hated the fact how he couldn't get rid of that one. He just decided to cover them all up after a moment.

Lucas: he looked down at himself and frowned. He was still in a ton of pain, he didn't want to get up again. He looked around for something to entertain him in the meantime. He looked over all the scratch marks on the walls, the holes he had made. The room was looking worn down and old, he'd let it get it of hand.

George: After applying the makeup, he just sighed again before grabbing some of his pills and popping them in his mouth before he left. "Hey are you ready to go?" George asked as he looked to Lucas with a smile.

Heyyyy As! How ya doing??

Lucas. He snapped back to reality looking over to George just starting at him for a moment. "Oh... yea I guess so..." he got up with a wince holding his side with his left arm as he slowly got up. He felt as through he was about to open a wound again.