forum Magical Gay Fluff to Ease Our Nerves!!! (Open!)

Started May 16, 2019 by @Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

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Byron propped him up again.
"I'll go back to my place and get my kit, love." He replied, walking out the back door.
He sprinted, effortlessly through the trees, zigzagging.

The term of endearment caught Ollie off guard and he stood in the doorway for a moment. He shook his head had carefully made it through the house and to his room, lying down on the bed with a groan.

Byron was back within a few minutes, scrambling through the house to find Ollie in what he assumed to be Ollie's room.

Ollie rolled over onto his stomach when he heard Byron and propped himself up onto his elbows, "You know I just need to ice and rest it, right?" He tilted his head, "It's just a sprained ankle…"

"I'm not sure." Byron replied, looking at it and back to Ollie. He brought out his medkit.

Ollie chewed on his bottom lip, pouting just a little and eyeing the medkit.

Byron started to splint his leg, using a small strip of hard plastic, wrapping it up with gauze. He went to the kitchen, abd came back with a pair of plastic bags, doubled up, with ice inside.

“B-Byron are you sure all this is necessary?” He asked quietly, looking from his leg to the other.

"Mhm. Unfortunately." The vampire replied. "Looks pretty bad." He added, in a flat tone

Ollie sighed, flopping backwards into the bed, “I just have the worst of luck…”