forum Need Another One of These (One on One) (Closed)

Started November 03, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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(I guess)

"Okay then, fine. By the way I would like it if you did help me," Kelton answered. He was trying his best to seem a bit more nice so the man might be a bit more cooperative.

Corbin nodded his head slowly. “You’ll need to come back to my home, then. It’s a block away, and I have things there that can help you,” he explained. “But don’t even think of trying anything.”

"I won't, I won't," Kelton said quickly, black dots starting to appear in his vision. "Can we go quickly? I think I-I might pass out soon," He mentioned, trying to focus on one thing as his vision became blurrier.

Corbin gave a quick nod in response to the man’s words. “It isn’t far. Come on,” he directed the other as he began to walk in the direction of his house. It was only a block or so away, so it shoudn’t be a bad walk.

"Okay then," Kelton mumbled, trying his best to follow the man to his house without passing out. His vision kept getting blurrier and more black spots were appearing in his vision, which wasn't helping him at all.

_(Bump…?)

(Omg I totally forgot to respond to thsi! So sorry)

Corbin got to hsi house after a few more minutes. He unlocked the door and went inside, holding it open for the man. He shut it once the other was inside and led him into a bathroom.

(It's fine!)

Kelton kept cradling his shoulder in pain, his whole arm was numb in pain as he stumbled behind the man. "Can you do this quickly?" He mumbled, a hint of annoyance in his tone.

“I can try my best, I’m not the best with medical,” Corbin mumbled, sitting the man down on the lid of the toilet. “Can you get your shirt off?” He asked as he pulled out a first aid kit.

Kelton somehow managed to take off his shirt with one hand after he nodded. All of the scars, bruises, and cuts, were not visible as he looked around awkwardly, a small blush on his face.

Corbin straightened and squinted to look at the bullet would. He took out a small pair of tweezers from the kit. “I need to remove it,” he said.

"I know that, what else were you going to do?" Kelton mumbled annoyingly, looking around everywhere but at the man. He occasionally shifted his arm around ever so slightly, gently hissing in pain, he hated feeling vulnerable and weak.

Corbin gave the man a sharp glare. “You are going to stop it with that shit if you don’t want me to throw you out onto the street,” he snapped.

Kelton quickly opened his mouth to retort but shut it again at the same speed, quickly looking away. "It's not my fault that you don't like how I usually act." He mumbled under his breath, wanting to get this over with quickly.

“Oh yes it is. It’s called being rude to someone who is helping you,” Corbin said in a hard tone. He picked up the tweezers again. “Hold still. I’ll admit, this will hurt like a son-uva-bitch,” he warned before sticking it into the wound.

"How do you kno-?" Kelton started to ask but instead let out a small scream instead, all the pain that had subsided over the few minutes had returned full force. He bit his lip, trying his best to stop himself from screaming in pain even more.

It took Corbin a minute, but he eventually found the bullet and got it out. He dropped the blood stained bullet onto the counter of the sink before setting aside the tweezers.

Kelton let out sounds of pain every so often and letting out a curse in between in too. After the bullet had been taken out, he didn't trust himself to say anything since he didn't want the man to be mad at him or anything like that.

(Ahh i lost the other rp we have, do you have it??)

Corbin picked up a bit of gauze, pouring disinfectant on it. He then began to dab lightly on and around the bullet wound to clean it a bit.

(When ever I lose an rp, I just search up the character names so yes, I do have it)

Kelton kept quiet, this pain wasn't that bad. He wasn't sure what to do after the man was done cleaning his wound and stuff, should he leave? Stay for a few days or something like that? He would probably leave when the man fell asleep or something.

(Ohh that’s smart)

Corbin finished cleaning off the wound. He pressed fresh gauze to it before wrapping it with bandages tightly for compression. “That should do it for now, but it’ll need to be changed and cleaned often.”

(Lol, thanks)

There go his chances on leaving when the man was sleeping. "Thank you for helping…" He mumbled quietly, it was rare for anyone to hear him say anything like 'Thank you' or 'Sorry.' He wasn't sure if he should ask for the other man's name and sighed, looking at the his injured shoulder before getting up and walking out of the bathroom.

Corbin had grunted in response, but he quickly was frowning heavily when the man stepped away. He promptly followed after him. “Now hold on, you can’t go wandering around my house.”

"I couldn't care less," Kelton replied without turning around. He looked around at the room he was in before walking out of that room and trying to find the exit since he wanted to leave even though he knew he probably shouldn't.

God, maybe Corbin should kick this guy out. “Door is that way,” he snapped, motioning down the hall with a heavy frown.