( honestly what he says tomorrow is likely true: he feels like a grandpa more than a teenager right now, and that has a lot to do with exhaustion, and a lot to do with the fact that he's worked himself up to an awkward caveat for saying yes I'll attempt to be datable with you only to realise, again, one of his best friends (... his girlfriend) has zero sense of self preservation.

so he's ignoring her held up hands and reaching out to pinch her cheeks, mostly gently, with both his hands. )

I'll always freaking worry, and no shit I'm mad! I care about what happens to you! Especially when you don't try keeping yourself safe! Were you being careful, or were you acting like nothing in the world could really hurt you, Na-sten-ka?