Velcy's POV
A metallic but slightly sweet taste filled my mouth.
My eyes widened as recognition dawned on me.
"It's your blood, Big Brother!" I exclaimed and asked him in a concerned voice. "Did you get hurt somewhere?"
I didn't wait for an answer. Memories of the previous night flooded my mind as I frantically searched his neck for injuries. But to my relief, there were no visible wounds.
I exhaled deeply and felt my tense shoulders relax.
It was only now that I noticed my position. My legs were wrapped around his waist, and I was clinging to him like a monkey beast.
A surge of embarrassment filled me and I felt a searing heat on my cheeks as I slowly lifted my head to look at his face.