confiscated: (⇀ the chain of control)
Brooks Myers ([personal profile] confiscated) wrote in [personal profile] calloused 2019-05-22 02:20 pm (UTC)

[He didn't know how much it hurt until it started to stop, and he lets out a soft grunt of realization - his brows furrow together and he looks down at Derek's arm, watching the veins slip black and steal away the pain. At first he's okay with it, stunned into a sense of relief, before then he starts to realize the pain's not disappearing. Now it's just Derek's to endure. So he pulls back a little, fruitless in his attempt to pull away his hand. Doesn't matter, he knows, because Derek's got him by the neck like a kitten as well.]

I don't want to make you hurt. Just - I'll be fine, if I can sort things out. I'm not even bleeding anymore.

[But fuck, he can't rotate his shoulder even in the absence of pain. Maybe it's worse than he thought?]

Just help me with my arm. Please

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