[center][fancypost=bgcolor;borderwidth=0px;bordercolor=;text-align:justify;width:425px;][size=8]Destiel huffed, his ears flattening against his skull. His ears were cat-like and acted as such. He gave a small sigh of relief as the cloth was removed from his temple. He watched the other grab gauze and tape, beginning to cut it to fit. He grabbed his hair, pulling it away so it wouldn't get stuck under the gauze and into his wound.
He stood still as Grayson put the gauze against his temple. He looked down at the floor, feeling awkward to watch him anymore. He felt weird to look him in the eye, he wasn't quite sure as to why that was. He assumed it was because of the events that had unfolded earlier, but he wasn't sure. He didn't much care either.
"Oh, it's Destiel. Destiel Amari." He said, his eyes flicking over to look at him. he gave a small smile before returning his gaze back to the floor. "You're probably dying to know about me, huh? I don't blame you. If someone as weird looking as me waltz into my apartment, I'd be curious too."[color=#ffffff] He gave a small chuckle, twiddling his thumbs.