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Damocles walked through the mirror in his room and immediately powered down. "Still with me dear?" Lance asked as he walked over and gently set his boyfriend down on his bed. The blonde leaned over and placed a kiss on the man's cheek. "I'm going to go get some bandages and warm water. I'll be right back alright?"

Lance disappeared soon after, collecting bandages, water and antiseptic for wounds. He even managed to swipe and ice pack from the kitchen before returning to his room. "This is going to be cold... But just leave this on there for a while okay?" Setting everything down on the night side table, Lance gently took the icepack and set it against Alistair's throat.

"Here. Let me see your head." Lance said as he sat close to Alistair. Soaking the cloth in some warm water, he cleaned the gash as gently as possible before dabbing a little bit of antiseptic onto it. "You might not find this terribly fashionable but I'm going to have to bandage your head. As he got to work, Lance was careful to layer Alistair's hair over the bandage as much as possible so the hair didn't snag as well as being able to hide the bandages. "I'll look at your neck last so just keep that on there alright hun??"

"We can get it actually checked by someone later." The blonde spoke up as if reading Alistair's mind. "I'm sorry, did you want some water or tea for your throat? Ah... And do you think you can shrug off you shirt? I'll check your back and arms at the same time."

"Should I call your parents? I don't know what I'd tell them though." The blonde said as he set to work cleaning any cuts on Alistair's upper body. "Does anything hurt particularly bad? Other then your throat."

"Is that what you want to tell them then? Your father is going to kill me when he finds out I didn't get to you sooner." The blonde nodded as he finished up wrapping Alistair's wrist. "Can you lay down on your stomach or does that hurt too much??"

"I'ma take that a no." The blonde replied. "Mm.. Worst case senario, we can say I got tangled up with mine." Lance was glad he had more then one cloth as he rinsed the first one he had in the water before set it on a relatively large bruise. "Better?" He asked before taking the other cloth and beginning to clean scratches and bruises.

The blonde had to bite his lip, despite the circumstances, it was just the slightest bit funny to see his boyfriend, Alistair of all people, at a loss for words. "Here." He sad as he fished around in his pocket and pulled out his phone. The blonde finished patching up Ali's back, switching out cloths. But this time he unfolded it completely and let it rest against Alistair's back. "All right... Lemme see your neck."

"It's possible. We can have a doctor check your throat as well. See what they say about it." He snorted. "You could have just shifted direction." Lance said as he pulled the cloth off the bed before it soaked it. After cleaning Alistair's neck, he gingerly turned it left and right. "Does that hurt?? ...It looks okay, aside from minor bruising and scratches."