[Lovebite]

James jr was whimpering as he arched his back in the seat, panting and gripping onto his arm while he bled, though the bullet only really grazed him through his jacket. He hadn't been shot before and was almost in shock at the fact, as well as him groaning because of his belly killing him. Though he said nothing to his father yet as they fled, he tilted his head back and pressed his other hand against his middle while it tightened.