forum One on One Thing? (Closed)

Started June 26, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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(Oh thanks lmao)

Thatcher gave a hiss of pain when Leon moved his shirt. “A wip,” he bit out, jaw clenching after.

(Np!)

Leon dropped the shirt beside him as he looked at his back. "Keep talking, explain what happened," He muttered. He had been thinking of ways to distract Thatcher from the pain and that was the only one he could think of for now.

Thatcher let out a shuddering breath. “It’s because of how I protected you- killed someone without the permission to do so.:

"I know, and I'm thankful you did that for me," Leon replied, smiling slightly towards Thatcher. He quickly opened the first aid kit and took out a cotton ball and some rubbing alcohol, he put some of it onto the cotton ball and lightly dabbed the wounds.

Thatcher hissed in pain when he felt the rubbing alcohol placed on his wounds. He gripped at the couch tightly.

"I'm sorry," Leon muttered to Thatcher, wincing when the other hissed in pain. He quickly finished cleaning the wound and threw the cotton ball away.

Thatcher shuddered as he squeezed his eyes shut. “It”s fine,” he mumbled in response.

Leon quickly took out some gauze and some medical tape before closing the first aid box. He slowly started wrapping the wound in gauze. "Almost done."

Thatcher hissed in pain. He nodded his head a bit and clenched his jaw.

Leon quickly finished wrapping the wound with gauze then secured the loose ends with medical tape. "Done."

(Hey, sorry I haven’t responded. I’ve been very busy and a lil stressed so I haven’t really gotten to most of my replies)

Thatcher let out a heavy sigh and nodded. He reached out towards Leon with a shaking hand, resting his palm gently on Leon’s cheek.

(It's perfectly fine! At least you're better now, that's more important)

Leon smiled gently at Thatcher and kissed his forehead. "I love you."

(Yeah, thanks!)

“I love you too,” Thatcher mumbled weakly. He kept his hand on Leon’s cheek, his icy blue eyes fluttering shut. He was absolutely exhausted. He had used up his energy trying to get back to Leon.

(Np!)

Leon wasn't sure if he should try and get Thatcher into a bed or leave him on the couch. But he didn't want to wake up Thatcher again so he went to his room to get a blanket for him.

Thatcher stayed laying there with his eyes shut. He gave a little huff when Leon left his side, eyes squinting open slightly.

Leon gently covered Thatcher with a blanket, smiling at him when they made eye-contact. Where's Nike?

Thatcher shifted a bit when Leon gave him the blanket. He tilted his head to brush his lips against Leon’s. As if he knew what Leon was thinking, he smiled a little. “She went to eavesdrop on the Council,” he mumbled.

Leon nodded, a small smile on his lips. "Can you read my mind or something?" He asked.

Thatcher gave a little hum in response, and that was all. He tilted his head to brush his lips against Leon’s forehead before resting his head back down.

Leon pulled up the blanket so it covered Thatcher's back, not sure if he should stay here or do something else. I hope Nike isn't hurt….