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Azra jumped at the sudden crash, turning quickly to see Walter storm off to his bedroom and lock himself in. Had he done something wrong? He didn't mean to! He couldn't even call he males name seeing as he had yet to even tell him! Azra moved forward cautiously, getting close to the door and knocked lightly. "Hey....are you alright?"he called gently through the door, worry clear in the boys soft voice.Had he triggered something he shouldn't have? Cause it definitely had to be his fault "I'm sorry if i did something wrong, please come out" He stressed, his own voice pleading for the other to listen.

Azra shuffled a bit when he heard a bit of noise, but the panic set in as soon as he caught the horrible scent of blood that seeped through the crack under the door. In an instant he had himself pressed against the door, using all his body weight and the strength of his wings to literally knock the door off it's hinges, which nearly sent him spiraling into the room, though he caught himself quickly and his gaze found the male in an instant. Within a few steps he had fallen to his own knees in the pool of blood and completely engulfed Walter in his brilliant white wings, the ends of his feathers staining with blood. The warmth of healing flooded out of Azra and into Walter, sealing up the deep gashes in his arms as tears sprung to his eyes. "Don't do that" He choked, a soft sob escaping him as Walters pain seeped into him. That was the price to pay for such a deep wound, he'd lose tons of energy and feel some of Walters pain, taking it into himself. "dont you dare. Your life is precious, you were born for a reason, never do that again!" He rambled on, pain lacing his own words until he finally felt that last strain of energy leave him and collapsed against Walters, tears falling from his silvery eyes and exhaustion clear on the boys features. He couldn't even think straight now and his arms hurt immensely. Why someone would willingly do that to themselves...was beyond him, but it had happened and here he was covered in another mans blood.

Azra simple passed out along with the other male, his wings spread over the both of them almost like a blanket. Although Azra had passed out due to the pain he took from the other, which had been quite severe... Quite a bit of time passed before the boy stirred, and when he moved he instantly felt pain jolt in his arms. They'd be sore for a while, but at least he had stopped Walter from dying... The gray haired boy pushed himself up slowly, wincing as dried and wet blood cracked and stuck to him, his wings half covered in the blood which....well had mostly been soaked up by his white feathers. He hunched over Walter, staring blankly at the male for a moment before he gave him a soft shake "Wake up..." He muttered softly, almost breathlessly to be honest. He still felt exhausted, but how could he not after using so much energy to repair those wounds!

Azra didn't really struggle, though he made no move to leave the apartment either. "I'm not going anywhere. For one you need someone to make sure you stay alive and two, i'm soaked in your blood, exhausted, feeling the pain from your wounds so once again. No. I'm staying right here where i can keep an eye on you." He stated sternly, refusing to lose his resolve. It was settled in his mind that this was what he was meant to do, God must have sent him to this man because....he was suffering and needed someone to save him. "I swear to you that i'll save you from all this torment" He stated boldly, not caring if he was to be mocked, ignored, hit...it didn't matter. "But i won't let you die." he added gently, his tone taking on the sound it had held before. Worry, sorrow, fear..... He didn't want to have to do this again, but if it meant he was saving a life.......well then so be it. "Whats your name? You still haven't told me..." He murmured, not sure if he'd actually get an answer or not, but it was worth a try.

Azra stood there for a while, before he walked over to walter, kinda looking like a lost puppy. "Walter....can i use your shower?" He voiced, starting to feel very uncomfortable "And maybe borrow some pants?" He added, knowing that if he asked for a shirt it would get ruined thanks to his wings....he'd have to come up with something to replace his current bloodstained shirt... but that didn't really matter to him right now. He was caked in blood and literally exhausted, which likely showed from the way his wings drooped and his sluggish movements. He wanted to nap, but getting this blood off was his first priority.

Azra frowned a bit but simply wandered off to find himself pants and then somehow maneuver himself into the shower where he first washed his wings, then the rest of himself until he could no longer smell any hint of blood. After that he dried himself off as best he could, his feathers dripping a little bit so he simply shook them for a moment until they were dryer and slipped the clean pants on. Once he was done he wandered back out to see Walter still on the couch and wandered over, sitting down in front of the couch. "You should shower.....Your still covered in blood" He crooned, trying to get some kind of response. Water was still dripping from his hair, but he didn't really care anyways. "And you should drink some water to hydrate yourself, and take vitamins and....." He trailed off, suddenly realizing that he was probably getting a bit annoying "Just...please care for yourself a bit better" He pleaded, before getting to his feet and turning away to look around the room....what was he supposed to do? Clean up? He guessed that was the best action right now so he simply set to work on moving the table which wasn't too damaged and collecting pieces of the tv screen, careful not to cut himself.

Azra knew that the water started far too fast for the male to have actually removed his clothing and sighed, wandering back to Walters room and into the bathroom. "Walter, you're going to make yourself sick" He muttered as he reached to touch the handle...though an idea came to mind and instead of turning it off he ended up turning the cold water up, making it instantly icy. Perhaps that would snap the male out of lala land, cold water was always good for a wake up call. plus it was impossible to try and deal with someone who just ignored you and wandered about like a zombie. "Morning sunshine" He muttered under his breath, hoping the cold water would be a good solution. He didn't even mind if the male got mad at him, actually he'd prefer it!