"Yeah," Vien mumbled against Beau's neck, continuing to kiss at his skin. It seemed to be helping a little to distract him from the pain, which was fantastic with him. He continued for a few minutes until his mother came back. She tossed Vien the bottle of painkillers before turning to walk towards the door.
"I'm going out, and I probably won't be back tonight. See you in the morning," she said with a quick wave before slipping out the door
Beau smiled softly at the kisses, a faint pink tint spreading across his cheeks as Vien's mother gave them the painkillers. He wanted to push himself up, but any slight movement seemed to send some pain through his chest. Though, all he wanted was to stay seated next to Vien after all.
"Hold on, I'll get you a g-glass. Then you can take the painkillers and we can cuddle or s-something," Vien said, pressing a kiss to Beau's cheek before sitting up. He made sure that he didn't hurt him as he got up and walked to the sink in the tiny kitchen
Beau nodded and watched Vien as they walked out of the room. He rested his head against one of the small pillows on the bed, his eyes closing for a few moments. The whole day had been tiring, but his thoughts kept going back to the fight and where Lucky might be.
Vien returned a few moments later with a glass of water. "Here you go," he murmured, handing it to Beau carefully as he sat down next to him. "I think you're supposed to take two of the p-pills," he said softly, wrapping an arm around him to rub at Beau's shoulder gently
"Thanks," Beau answered as he fumbled to open the bottle of pills. After a few moments, he managed to get two out and downed them with a few sips of water. He expected an aftertaste from the medicine, but when nothing came, he leaned against Vien, enjoying his presence and the warmth that came from him.
"C'mere," Vien murmured, taking the bottle and cup from him and setting it on the bedside table. He tugged Beau down gently, helping lower him down onto the bed so he could lay down with him
(Sorry that I was gone for sooo long. Again xD)
Beau nuzzled into Vien's shoulder, his hands rubbing his sides as he closed his eyes for a few moments. The painkiller's seemed to be doing their job since the pain in his chest had dulled down to a throb and being with Vien seemed to distract him from the bruises as well.
(It’s all good)
“Do you think a back r-rub or something would help with the pain?” Vien asked softly, wrapping his arm around Beau so he could hold him a little tighter to his chest
"Mhm," Beau murmured as he pressed a few soft kisses to Vien's neck before burying his head in their shoulder. His hands ran through Vien's dark hair as he closed his eyes for a few moments, a warm feeling spreading through his chest.
Vien reached up with one hand to rub gently at Beau’s back, careful not to accidentally hit any of his bruises. He pressed a few kisses to his forehead, smiling gently as he did so
Beau stayed quiet as he smiled softly, a barely audible sigh escaping his lips. He opened his blue eyes for a few moments and looked up at Vien, glad that some of the pain from his chest was barely there.
Vien glanced down at Beau, and he felt his chest all but melt as their eyes met. “You have the most b-beautiful eyes,” he mumbled, continuing to rub at Beau’s back while the other hand moved up to run through his hair gently
"Not as beautiful as yours," Beau murmured, smiling softly as he pressed a kiss to Vien's collarbone. He wrapped his arms around Vien's waist, tugging him even closer.
“Oh, stop it,” Vien chuckled, wrapping his arms around Beau’s chest to tug him closer. He loved making Beau happy, and he found himself wishing he could do things like this for him all the time
A small laugh escaped Beau's lips as he rested his head against Vien's chest again, hoping that they could stay like this for a while. He pressed a few more kisses against his neck before closing his eyes again.
“You have the most a-amazing laugh, too. Everything about you is amazing,” Vien murmured, smiling as he pressed kiss after kiss to Beau’s cheek and neck. He usually wasn’t a fan of touching people, but he just couldn't seem to get enough of this
Beau laughed even more as Vien pressed more kisses to his neck, a wide smile spreading across his face. He couldn't get enough of being next to Vien. These few days might have been the happiest he had been in a while.
“You should probably get a little r-rest, love. You’ve had a rough morning,” Vien mumbled against Beau’s neck, pressing a few more kisses to the skin before moving up to peck his lips
Beau nodded and pressed another kiss to Vien's lips before he leaned back down and rested his head against their chest. "Is Argo your favorite constellation?" He asked softly, referring to Vien's tattoo.
Vien hummed in agreement, reaching a hand up to run his hand through Beau’s hair as he let his eyes fall shut. “I used to ask my brother t-to read its story to me before bed,” he mumbled, not realizing he had actually said something about his real family until the words had left his mouth
"What was your brother like?" Beau asked softly after a small pause as he wrapped his arms around Vien's waist. He could probably stay like this forever, though he knew that Vien's foster mother would be back later.
"He was…Kind. Nicer than m-me, anyways," Vien began. He reached beneath his sweater, tugging his silver locket out and off his neck. "Here," he said, opening the locket and handing it to Beau. It held an older picture, and there were five people in it. His father, dark-haired and in a tailored suit, his icy eyes the same as Vien's. His mother was standing next to him, smiling happily into the camera. She was in an elaborate older dress, and she had her hand on a little girl's shoulder. His sister had a large mulberry-colored birthmark across her left eye, and she looked much more like their mother. He was standing in the center of the picture, and his brother was grinning into the camera to his right with his father's hand on his shoulder
Beau studied the picture for longer than he intended, his eyes skimming over each of the faces of Vien's family members. A small smile tilted one corner of his mouth up when he saw Vien's brother grinning. He wished that he had pictures like this, ones that were whole and brought back good memories. Though, all he had were the scars on his back and the pictures of his family with blacked out spots of where the face of Beau's father would have been. "Your brother looks amazing…and I bet the rest of your family was great too," Beau said softly as he looked back up at Vien and handed the silver locket back.
"Yeah," Vien murmured, taking the locket and closing it before hiding it beneath his sweater again. "He was so nice. J-James actually took that picture. He insisted he take it with his camera." He laughed a little at the memory of James scrabbling to get into position after setting his ancient camera's timer. "We look so similar, but we couldn't have been m-more different. He was always kind and welcoming. E-Energetic, too. And little Meredith, with her s-silly little teddy bear I made her," he chuckled. She had refused to leave the bear out of the picture, and their mother couldn't have helped but comply