[ Why couldn’t I get a happy one? >:C ]
1 - Bruised and beaten up
Upon answering his door; Evans half expected it to be his brother waiting for him on the other side. Probably with something else to bitch about. Though, luckily for him, it was in fact Waylon.
Oh right. He hadn’t really contacted the freckled man for a few days. Probably worried him somewhat. Evans didn’t want Waylon to see him, not like this. The over sized sweater and baggy pants hid the marks rather well. Though the bruises around his neck and jawline were rather obvious, causing Evans to tug his hoodie up somewhat.
“Waylon…?” He murmured, casting tired eyes down slightly. Of course he was happy to see the other man. But not right now… not when everything was still rather fresh.
“Um…” Evans paused, wondering what he should say at this point. “I.. uh… sorry I haven’t… really spoken to you recently…” The blond looked beyond awkward now; wringing his hands together and shifting about on the spot.