Day 1: "You're injured, please stay the night. Please."
When he stumbled through her window, she could see the blood seaping through the wound, the crimson barely visible through the magical black cloth. Though, the thought of who did this to him plagued her mind, she knew better than to ask questions at crucial times such times like this. She could clearly see his face scrunched up in badly-hidden pain as he knelt on the wall for support.
So she quickly grabbed her medical box, which had become grave necessity nowadays, and whispered words of comfort, and asked questions that she needed to know.
"Is-is this...a stab wound?" She gulped as she shifted closer to him.
"Y-yes,—it is" he spoke so low that she almost couldn't pick up his words. She gave him a glare that meant, "Be fine after this, and we'll have to talk"
She pressed cotton on the wound, as she silently wrapped the bandage around his torso. She worked cleanly and swiftly, like she had done many a times before. Which she had.
The wound was closed, but the blood loss was significant, and guessing by the paleness of his already fair face, he was is no good state. She didn't know where he lived and there was no guarantee that he could even reach there. What if- if he fell? It was quite late, the streets were deserted. She couldn't follow him home either...
"Chat, hey." She lightly shook his shoulders, his drooping eyes met here to convince her that he was listening.
"You're injured, please stay the night." She shut her eyes, knowing that her request would have a very confused response.
"But-but Marinette, I can't do that—" he quickly shifted forward, but realising his folly as Tej sudden pain hit him, his back hit the wall quite fast.
"Please. For me. " Her pleading eyes were locked onto his, gaze unwavering.
"You can stay transformed or detransform in the bathroom—but stay. You have to. You're hurt and I can't do anything for you. I won't send you home like this, you can fall, disappear—" her eyes were starting to moisten,and she couldn't seem to stop them.
"You could-you could die."
A tiny weak smile lit his face. "Well, nothing can hurt me when my princess is here, right?" He lightly put his arm around her knelt figure, pulling her a tiny bit closer. "Then you'll stay?" She looked up at him for a final confirmation. Though even if he said no, she would have found a way of make him agree.
"I'll stay"