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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 24, 2012 20:00:27 GMT -5
Devon gazed at him, glancing up at the sounds of sirens. Teeth gritted and he whimpered faintly, forcing the wings back into his body before they got there. He stared at Zander's sleeping form, glanced up at a knock on the door.
He had come with them, was staring at the floor in the hospital room, sitting close to the bed, Zander's hand taken up in his own. He glanced up as Zander stirred, smoke, and smirked just faintly. "Had to..." He mumbled. "They were all human.." He bit at his lip, knew Zander was too, was surprised he hadn't reacted different.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 24, 2012 20:08:23 GMT -5
"Darn us humans, ruining all your fun, huh?" He asked with a smile. His head was throbbing, and the oxygen they had him on was making his throat dry. He could still feel blood dripping down his throat and gagged, turning over on his side. If he went into surgery, that would leave Devon here alone. He wrapped his arm around himself, closing his eyes again.
"I feel like fuck." He complained. Then realized Devon probably felt a hundred times worse. "I take that back. I feel kinda bad." He mumbled, opening his eyes and looking over at the wall. He turned onto his back, the bed growing uncomfortable. "I think they made the beds so small so you couldn't come cuddle with me." He said, looking over at Devon, hoping to get a smile out of him.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 24, 2012 20:17:10 GMT -5
Devon gazed at him, head tilting some at the first comment and he shrugged, absently playing with Zander's fingers. He looked around the room curiously, then back at Zander as he cursed, frowning some. He watched him move around in discomfort.
The next words brought on the faintest of smiles and he bent close, nuzzling him gently before kissing his forehead. "That's okay for now..'long as you're gonna be okay.." His smile brightened a bit more, an odd thing, rare thing, to get from him.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 24, 2012 20:24:57 GMT -5
Zander smiled up at him, glad to see a smile on the boy's face. He was so handsome when he smiled. He reached up, stroking his cheek gently. "I'm going to be fine. As long as you're here." He said quietly, his stomach turning has more blood dripped down his throat. 'My dad would beat me in the head..' He thought, closing his eyes as he felt blood start to drip out of his nose. He wiped at it with the back of his hand. He sighed, pulling himself into a sitting position. He bent over, taking off the oxygen mask. He put his head in his hands, just letting the blood drip from his nose onto the white sheets.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 24, 2012 20:32:21 GMT -5
Devon nodded quietly, working his jaw as Zander removed the mask and leaned forward. He stroked his hair gently, found a box of tissues at the side of the bed and gently slid them under Zander's hand.
Seeming to think better or it, he pulled one free, gazing at it for a curious moment before tipping Zander's chin up just enough so that his head was level, dabbing at the blood before holding the tissue against the bleeding nostril.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 24, 2012 20:40:53 GMT -5
Zander looked up at him, then took the tissue from him. He held it to his nose, not sure how much good it would do. "Thanks." He said quietly, then bent back over, holding the tissue under his nose. A nurse came in and was going to fuss at him about the mask when she realized his nose was bleeding.
"Are you okay?" She asked, bending down to look at him.
"No. My dad beat the fuck out of me in the head." He said flatly, his dark eyes glaring at her.
"O-okay.. Well, you have surgery in the morning. In a few hours, really. It's like, three in the morning." She told him, and he just nodded.
"Where's Devon gonna go?" He asked.
"He can stay in here, if he wants." She said, then walked off.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 24, 2012 20:51:07 GMT -5
Devon chewed on his snakebites as he watched, glancing up when the nurse came in. Surgery. He bit his lip again, eyes turning back to Zander once more. The place was unfamiliar, and bright and-...
"I'll be okay.." He mumbled.
Unaware of all the people here though, it was a lucky shot that he had fed the other night, considering he hadn't had actual food for a good two days now, and passing the nursery or any other room could have created disaster.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 24, 2012 21:01:34 GMT -5
Zander laid back, his nose finally stopped bleeding. He closed his eyes, reaching over to take Devon's hand. He didn't know what he was, and it bothered him a bit, but he didn't want to ask. He didn't want to know anymore than he already did. He was falling for his Devon, not the Devon he had run up on in the park. That Devon looked like he could eat him or something. And that scared Zander. He didn't want to be hurt by the boy.
He laced their fingers together, pulling his hand close. "I missed you.." He said quietly.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 24, 2012 21:08:10 GMT -5
Devon gazed down at their hands quietly. "You too.." He mumbled softly. "I kept thinking 'bout you after I left the store... I went back to Dallas' until Chrys called me..he didn't think Dylan was gonna be home..."
Absently he rubbed at the finger bruises along his thigh beneath the pants. He hadn't changed, still shirtless and wearing the pajama pants Zander had let him change into.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 24, 2012 21:15:14 GMT -5
Zander reached up, stroking his cheek. "It's okay now, Devon.. You're safe here." He said quietly, hoping he really was. Especially after what Vegas had told him. He took in a deep, shaky breath and wondered if he would last until surgery, or if Death would be back to get him again. He cupped his cheek gently.
"One day I'll keep you safe, okay?" He said quietly, wishing there was something he could do to keep the boy safe and sound. He didn't want to see him hurt, didn't want to see any more words etched into his skin.
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