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 Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 6:56 pm
Jiyong...hurt. All over. A lot.
But he couldn't stop.
He could tell he was close now, could kind of recognize things and it smelled familiar, smelled like home. Stumbling slightly, Jiyong righted himself with a hand on the side of a tree before continuing on, huffing quietly. God he was hungry too...
He just had to get home. Tempo would be there. And his kittens. And Leila and...ow. ********. Ow.
Stumbling forward a few more steps, Ji's foot caught on a rock or something and he fell forward through some brush..only to find himself home. Home. And he felt so relieved he could cry, which he did, a little. Only a little. The place was so quiet, and peaceful and perfect as Ji pushed himself to stand, moving forward across the grass towards the dormitory. If Tempo wasn't out here, he'd be inside, right..?
Moving along into the dorm, feet catching on rocks and rubble and such, the blonde hurried to their own room, falling slightly. Pushing through the curtains and such hanging over their bedroom door, Jiyong fell forward onto some pillows, letting out a sob of relief and pulling his other hand away from a wound on hsi side. Home home home home home.
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 8:00 pm
Tempo wasn't even inside at the moment--he was out by the lake, preparing a few of their new recruits, so to speak. So the second that the scent of blood hit him--his fur bristled and he excused himself, making his way around the dorms to try and sniff out the scent.
It was oddly familiar--made his stomach churn and his chest tighten. Making his way inside, he followed the scent..then it all came crashing down on him.
There's no ******** way...that this could be true, his mind had to be messing with him. Biting his lower lip, he pushed past the curtain to his room--only to see Ji. "********--" Quickly, he rushed over to the tom and hesitantly touched him, wondering if he'd just up and disappear if he did. "Ji..." Still hesitant to believe it, he slowly tugged on his arm, trying to gather him up against him. "How--" He couldn't even finish his sentence. Great.
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 8:41 pm
Jiyong hurt too bad to really focus on the smell of Tempo, or even hear him come in. Curling tighter into a ball, Ji let out a soft sigh...only to feel a hand against his arm. Hissing instinctively, Jiyong's tail fluffed as he reared back - only to freeze, his eyes going wide as tears immediately welled up.
"S-Seunghyun," he whimpered. "Seunghyun!" He tried to sit up and throw himself into the other tom's arms, but..well it kind of hurt to move, let alone throw himself. So he opted for just kind of shifting and flopping (again, painfully) into the other man's embrace. "Seunghyun..." Now came the tears.
Gripping onto Tempo's shirt, Jiyong sobbed openly, not caring anymore. He was home. "Wh-Where...where are the kids..?" First things first okay, Tempo was alive, now for the kittens. Especially SeungMoon. Was he home, was he okay..?
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 9:00 pm
"Oh god, baby.." He whimpered, gingerly wrapping his arms around the man's torso, mindful of the obvious wounds. Holding him close, he softly kissed the man's cheek with a soft whimper of his own, eyes glazed over but no sign of tears just yet.
"They're fine--they're with Dhiren..come on, let's get you some help," he murmured, slowly setting the man down so he could go to the closet for what little first aid supplies had been left behind. Antibiotic ointment, a huge thing of bandages, and he had a bit of water to wash them off.
Padding back over to his lover, he kneeled down and ran his fingers through his hair, looking him over..unsure of where all the wounds were. "Tell me where everything is..we need to wrap them," how the hell did he escape..? How the hell did he get home? Now wasn't the time for questioning, but..he couldn't help but wonder.
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 9:21 pm
"They're...they're mostly just burns...it's okay," Jiyong tried to push away the medical supplies, his hands shaking, but to no avail. God he ******** hurt. "It wasn't that stupid...Facility, whatever the ******** it was..." Gingerly pulling off his jacket and shirt, Jiyong let out a soft whimper and fell back against the pillows, hissing. "******** were burns, patches of skin missing, even a couple stab wounds from needles and glass in his sides and stomach and chest and ******** he just hurt. "Some ******** kids, s**t...." How humiliating, to be held captive by a bunch of snot-nosed brats, in a ******** milk crate - a milk crate - only to be tortured and starved (when was the last time he ate, anyway?) and just..."Just hold me," he whimpered, pulling at Tempo's hand and squeezing his eyes shut.
He just wanted to eat and drink some water and get his kids and just fall asleep with everyone. Right now.
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 9:31 pm
Just burns? Holy ********. He froze for a moment, looking over all the wounds and punctures and just...his stomach felt sick, and his mouth went dry instantly. Swallowing thickly, he reached for the antibiotic cream and water, drenching a piece of fabric to gingerly dab at the wounds.
"I'm sorry..." It was going to hurt, but he had to wash away everything. So as he washed the wounds, Tempo leaned down to softly kiss the corner of his lover's mouth, leaning on one elbow to stay over him and make sure he didn't bump any wounds.
"Just focus on me, baby," he whispered, glancing down to make sure he was washing the wounds off. the needle wounds were the worst..they punctured deep, while the glass seemed to only have scraped the surface. He finished as quickly as possible, picking up the cream and sitting up to squeeze some into his palm. s**t, he was surprised JiYong wasn't writhing in pain by now..he looked emaciated, exhausted.. He bristled instantly at the mention of children, clenching his jaw while softly brushing the hopefully pain-reducing cream over the wounds.
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 10:11 pm
To be honest he was kind of...numbish, at this point, but as soon as the fabric touched his skin he was wailing. Clutching at the pillow desperately, he tried to curl into a ball but Tempo's hands on his skin made it impossible.
After a few moments however, the pain was finally starting to fade to just...blissful numbness. Thank god.
Squeezing his eyes shut, he bit his lip and wrapped his tail around Tempo's bushy one. "I b-bet you've been busy..." he said quietly, pressing his cheek to his naked shoulder. "With the kittens..." Were they even still kittens anymore? How long had he been gone?
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 10:24 pm
Trying to work a bit faster, he finished up and slowly moved to lie down beside him, rolling onto his back and pulling the man atop him. He had managed to bandage the bigger wounds...
"Lots of things have happened..." He whispered, raising his hands up to run into the other's hair. Leaning up to kiss his mouth softly, he hummed and kept him close, his breath quivering from unshed tears.
"They've..missed you a lot..we thought you were dead, Ji," he said, touching the other's cheek and ear, pushing his hair back and out of his face, "T-there was so much blood...and Moon was covered in it..I'm sorry.."
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 10:40 pm
He didn't really want to talk about it, at this point. Sure, he was upset. Sure, he was kind of angry. But he didn't want to think about it, talk about it. He just wanted to bask...in the non-pain.
"I just want to sleep," he said quietly, curling into a tight ball on the tom's chest. "Please..." No more talking. He was already drifting off, ignoring the dull throbbing and instead focusing on Tempo's heartbeat, on his warmth.
"I love you," he murmured quietly, fingers gripping lightly at his shirt. "I love you..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 10:49 pm
Silencing, he reached over to pick up one of their blankets to drape over the man's body, being careful to not hit any of his exposed wounds.
"I love you too..." He murmured, nuzzling into his ears and hair while he rested down against him.
He felt horrible. But now...he was okay, JiYong was alive, and all he had to do was nurse him back to health and it'd all be normal again, right?
Crossing an arm behind his head, he looked over the man, frowning. He hoped their children didn't wander in...they'd freak out, and probably end up hurting his lover by rushing him. They'd have to get Ji a good meal and get more sleep...then later he could get Moon to see him first. The kid deserved it after all the turmoil he went through, blaming himself for what happened.
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