[Was it really so surprising? He'd said he wasn't waiting here to be used by just anyone, so perhaps he'd impressed that on others more effectively than he had here, or perhaps there simply wasn't interest.
He doesn't really have the means to question it, though, not with sensation heightened to the point where just fingers running down his face feel so nice it's distracting, not when movement makes ropework tighten and shift over his skin in ways he can't help but find himself enjoying, obviously so.
He does resist the order, though, to an extent, expression apparent that he's wondering why before he simply caves - a shift has his mouth open as he gasps anyway, so... where's the harm in leaving it open for the other?]
You're still struggling with your desires. And yet you keep giving in to them.
[He watches him for a moment before he pulls himself free of his own pants so he can slide himself into Isa's mouth. There he settles with a little sigh. He could just start thrusting but instead...]
[Is he? He supposes he must be, if it's obvious enough to comment on, but that has the somewhat odd effect of getting him to simply... give in. It digs at his pride in just the right ways, layered over the effects of this place that he shifts to something almost petulantly complacent.
So the order is followed. He's not especially good at it, through a combination of relative inexperience and the inability to focus, but he at least doesn't use teeth or bite, and he does try.]
[Whether or not a heart is actually what makes the difference, he wasn't exactly trying to be cute before, either. Climbing ranks and acting with authority aren't cute things, and 'cuteness' could very well be 'weakness', so it wasn't an option - conscious decision or not.
Now, though, there's nothing stopping him from acting and reacting... normally... to things. He can acknowledge his emotions and use them to guide him, instead of suppressing everything under the pretense of not having any at all.
So he can be cute. And so can she.]
Whatever you'd like, this time.
[She'd taken his request, so now she should have fun and do something she'd like to draw!! He's mostly just enjoying watching the process and seeing her happy with it.]
( Namine takes a moment to think about what she should draw, tapping her chin absently with the end of her pencil as she rests against Isa. She's still trying to get used to not drawing with a purpose in mind. There's no memories to arrange here, no one to try and use her powers for their own means. It's a strange, but freeing feeling.
After a moment, her pencil moves back to the paper, the drawing the figure of what looks to be a cat. It's laying on its side, eyes closed as if taking a nap in the warm sun. There are no colors yet, but it's clear that there are stripes banding along the little creature's body. )
How...have you been doing here? It's a lot different than where we came from.
( She asks absently, glancing up to him with a look of concern before looking back at what she's working on. )
( Namine can't help but let a little frown tug at the corners of her lips, turning her attention back to Isa more directly. It's honest, but it still doesn't make her feel any better about what he says. )
Honestly, if I could trade positions with you, I would.
( And she really means that, too. After all, she feels she deserves to be in the submissive position more than the others. Still, she's glad that at least he has Lea. If not, Namine would have already offered to contract with him, just to make things a bit easier. )
I'm fine. I can't complain, really. I have everything I need.
No. Namine, you deserve what you've been given here.
[So no trading places with him. He's lived in the Down, he wouldn't want anyone else to have to go through that, least of all someone who has suffered enough already.
So he's relieved that she was assigned as a dominant, so she can live in comfort and luxury without having to rely on anyone else to provide that for her - if only because he seriously doubts that she'd seek it out on her own.
It's also implying, somewhat, that he thinks he deserves what he's been given, too, but he didn't have to put up with it for long, because of Lea.]
Is... there anything you want, though?
[Needs and desires are very different, after all.]
( Because she doesn't think she deserves it at all. It's the self loathing that's been nurtured in her since she has existed. That along with guilt were two emotions that she felt strongly from the beginning, alone with loneliness.
Either way, his next question makes her raise her brows in surprise. )
Anything I want?
( Namine looks away from him for a moment, considering exactly what he's said. She glances down at her sketchbook, unable to think of one material item that she wants. But there is something else. )
Nothing comes to mind, but...I don't want to be alone.
( She looks back to Isa then and gives a quiet, self deprecating laugh. )
But that's not really something that can be fixed.
[She does deserve it, but he can understand the self-loathing and the guilt. They weigh heavily on his shoulders, too, which... is why he doesn't believe he also deserves the nicer things.
So that's a circular conversation, set to go nowhere if it continues.
But what she wants - that's something that can have something done about, whether that's a material thing, or...
She doesn't want to be alone.
That's not unreasonable in the least, so as she gives that self-depreciating laugh, he leans in a little closer and gives her a kiss to the top of her head, a little bit of hopefully reassuring affection, since he already has he held close.]
Of course it is.
[So they'll have to find her a trustworthy sub, for one thing, but more than that, they'll have to check in on her as often as possible.
( She's not used to this kind of attention, where she can feel the warmth through his touch. The little gesture of the kiss to the top of her head is reassuring, certainly, making her feel as though she matters. It might be an easy thing for some people, but that alone is a big deal to Namine, considering where she's come from.
She simply smiles and leans against him, content to stay there for the moment and bask in his warmth. )
Thank you, Isa.
( She doesn't know what she did to deserve such kindness, but she's thankful. )
[Just because Isa is actually indulging in the sappiness he feels deep, deep, deep down inside right now doesn't mean Lea is any less of a sap.
But that's fine. After everything that's happened just today they're allowed to indulge in a little sappiness, though Isa does protest a little bit when Lea tries to nudge him back, clinging a little tighter before giving in and letting go, sitting back so Lea can actually get to washing his hair.]
You're too good to me, Lea.
[At least he didn't say he's too good for him? But that's also admitting feelings.]
No I'm not. I can still be better. And I'm gonna keep trying to be.
[Once Isa is sitting up, he starts getting his hair washed, giving him a little scalp massage while he's at it. Because that's sure to feel good and keep his friend relaxed. Especially since he can't be clinging to him right now. But, to his credit, he does make sure to not take a long time with washing that hair before he's rinsing it out and then draining the water so he can help Isa to get out and get dried off.]
Here. Lean on me. I'll get your legs and then we can go to the bed so I can look over the rest of this stuff.
[Because if he's taking care of Isa it gives him an outlet for how mad he is at himself for failing to protect his friend from harm.]
[Clearly, he doesn't believe it, but at the same time... he'll let Lea have it. He's coming back to himself slowly, and doesn't want to start a petty argument over something like that.
Especially not with Lea's hands in his hair, but maybe that's just because the nice feeling is chasing away focus whenever he tries to think about it. Still, he leans on Lea when he's prompted to, lets him help him up, dry him off.
But before they can leave for the bedroom, he wraps his arms around Lea's waist and leans into him, dropping his face to his shoulder so Lea can have something like privacy for any conflicted facial expressions.]
I'm sorry. Lea, I let this happen and it hurt you... Don't blame yourself. Please.
[At first he's wondering if Isa is having a hard time standing so he wraps his arms around him to support him more. But then he has to go and say something like that. And he has to actually try not to cry.
Because leave it to Isa to know he's blaming himself for this. That he can't stop blaming himself. Once again he wasn't there for him and once again Isa got hurt because of it.
He's supposed to be strong enough to protect him now!
Okay. A tear does fall but he's quick to rub at it so it won't fall on his friend's shoulder. Then he's hugging him.]
Just...let me take care of you. Let me just do that because I need to put you first. I can't keep thinking about how much I hate myself right now.
[Hugs first, though. He holds Lea a little tighter, when he hugs him instead of just trying to support him, in no small part because while the tear didn't fall on his shoulder, he still felt the tell-tale movement of Lea rubbing it away.
It was obvious from the start that Lea is blaming himself for this, but it took this long for Isa to be able to articulate... anything at all in regards to it, and he's hating himself for that, but what's a few hours more of lost time when they already have so much to make up for?
A lot. It's a lot.
So he holds him tight for a few moments longer before pulling back and putting his hands on Lea's cheeks, ready to wipe away any more tears that escape for him.]
You always put me first. Idiot. So if you can't love yourself right now...
[Then let him do it for you. Even if he trails off before actually saying it.]
Then Isa says that. He doesn't even have to say the words because it's the intent that matters. More tears fall down his cheeks for Isa to wipe away for him as he just looks down so clearly ashamed of himself. Here he's supposed to be strong but he's the one getting comforted. How lame is that?
Lea looks at the rope burns and the bruises all over Isa. He could have stopped those. If he's just gotten to him sooner. If he'd just stayed with him.
He nods. Isa can love him when he can't love himself. But if he says it right now he's just going to sob and it's bad enough that his cheeks are wet. Better to do action than to trust his own voice.]
[With Lea, it's never just one tear. But that's fine. He's always been a bit of a crybaby, and Isa has always teased him for it, but this time... nothing. He just calmly wipes the tears away as they come, and when he looks down, when he's clearly ashamed, Isa both moves a little closer to him and tilts his head up a little.
No staring at the bruises, or the rope burns.]
Lea.
[Just look at his eyes. There's a focus there that wasn't present when he found him, yes, but also - no trace of gold. Bright, clear blue, brought back because Lea didn't give up on him.
He'll have to pay attention to all the rest when they finally move to bed, but hopefully he'll have been able to prop him up somewhat by then.]
[Why does Isa have to get him so well? He looks up at him and sees those pretty blue eyes. The eyes of his friend. The really pretty ones that remind him of looking at the fountains at Radiant Gardens. Home. Because Isa is home.
Isa would tease him for sappy thoughts like that but he can't help it. He just has them, okay?
Looking at his eyes helps though. Because that's his friend back with him. Not someone hurt and high as all hell. This is his friend here with him and he's here and... And he got him out. He couldn't stop him from being hurt but he did get him out.
Reaching out, he wraps his arms around him again to give him another hug.]
[He gets him because he's known him so well for so long. Lea never gave up on him, even when he'd given up on Axel, so it's the least he can do to be here for him now.
Because just like Isa is home for Lea, Lea is home for Isa. Because the fountains wouldn't be nearly as pretty without the surrounding gardens, bright and beautiful and green.
So Lea isn't the only one with sappy thoughts, sometimes.]
I don't want you to start crying over every bruise, Lea.
[His tone is light, edging on teasing as he runs his thumbs under Lea's eyes before moving to drape his arms over his shoulders, to return the hug.
It's teasing, because he has to do his best to pull Lea back from all that self-loathing, at least for now. It's teasing, because if he can kick off something like banter between them before Lea gets started, then, hopefully, he won't dwell on the circumstances that brought them to this point.]
[And just like that he roughly rubs at his own eyes with his hand like he's going to somehow shove the tears back up into his eyeballs. Like that's apparently how tears work.
Spoilers: It's not.
With that done, he goes to help support Isa to the bed. He may look steadier but that doesn't mean he's perfectly okay now. Besides, he'll feel better if he's helping, even with little things like this.
Once he has him there, he looks at his own clothes with a sigh. That's the second time today he's had his clothes soaked...]
Stay here. I'm gonna get some stuff for you and get these clothes off. Then you are going to sleep. Those are the orders of Doctor Lea.
[But even if (when) he does, Isa won't feel as bad about it. It'll be because he's already started to cry. It'll be because, yes, Lea feels bad about what happened, but also... he won't be keeping his emotions repressed.
They've had enough of that for too many lifetimes.
Lea's help is actually really nice to have. He looks steadier, and he feels steadier, but standing and walking are two entirely different things, and if helping helps Lea to feel better, then... there's no harm in it at all.]
[Pulling off his shirts, he tosses them in a pile where they keep dirty clothes as he heads to the bathroom. By the time he's come back with some first aid stuff (damn it he needs to learn Cure), he's also tossing his pants and underwear to the pile as well. That leaves them both equally naked when he comes to the bed to start looking over the bruises and burns to start treating them.
Sometimes he hisses in sympathy because these look awful.]
[Yeah, he has no trouble staying put and waiting. Especially not when Lea comes back relatively quickly. Good. He didn't linger in the bathroom to dwell on anything, and Isa didn't have to get up to drag him back in, or call out to him.
(Honestly, considering where they are... they should probably both get on learning Cure.)
With those particularly awful ones, he really can't help but wince, because sure, they didn't hurt when he was high as all hell, or when he was in the warm bath, but first aid always stings anyway.]
[Sometimes there are a couple of tears because Isa's right and he can't help it. But he's quick to push them away and keep working. And really it just looks like he's more trying to prove Isa wrong than to actually repress his emotions so it's fine. That's normal Lea.]
You're my best friend. You don't have to thank me, you know.
[Finishing up, he tosses the kit on the floor to be put away later. Then it's tucking Isa in. And yes he does get into bed with him so they can cuddle.
Facing each other. He needs to see his face to keep seeing he's okay.]
I'll have one of the others start teaching me Cure.
[Because Fire? Yeah he's really good at all the fire ones. Cure though? Not so much.]
[He won't mention it when he notices, like he would if he thought it was anything other than Lea trying to prove him wrong. For now, it's all normal. There were a lot of complicated emotions brought to the surface there, in the bathroom, but they can contend with those later, once they're more rested.
All that self-loathing won't go away so easily, after all, on both sides.]
Sure I do.
[Because on the one hand - he's trying to be more of a person, a good person, and that includes a certain level of politeness, but... he also wants to. He couldn't do all this on his own, especially over a lot of his back, and...
He really couldn't have dragged himself home.
But he does nestle in when Lea tucks him in, and reaches out to tug him close once he joins him.]
[Isa isn't really a magic user but at the same time Lea's not gonna discourage him. If Isa wants to learn Cure then he'll figure out a way to make it work. After all, he's not supposed to be able to use a Keyblade himself and yet here he is. Anything can happen.
Leaning in, he gives him a quick kiss, letting all their limbs get tangled up as he watches his face. Honestly he sure turn the lights off but after the caves? Nope. They're staying on.]
[He might not have much of an affinity for magic, but if there's one bit of magic he ought to know, it's Cure. So if Lea can summon a keyblade through the sheer force of will and a desire to do good in the world, then he can learn some healing magic.
And he sighs softly when they get tangled up together, kissing Lea back. He couldn't be pried away from him for anything right now, so the lights can definitely stay on. They might regret it later, but...
[That makes him smile and Lea leans forward so he can rest his forehead against Isa's. Closing his eyes, he sighs a little. It feels so much better now that he's taken care of his friend and they're here in bed to rest. To sleep.
Everything is gonna be okay. Somehow.]
Get some sleep now. Remember, you're still on orders of Doctor Lea.
[Definitely teasing, but that's good. That's something that's settled back into what's normal for them, and he leans up to plant a kiss on Lea's face where the scars on his own intersect.
...Okay, it's a pretty nice place to kiss on its own without there being a target, but not admitting that one to Lea.]
[Unlike Isa who always makes funny faces over being kissed there, Lea just smiles and actually leans into a bit. Because it's nice and he likes it. Just that sweet bit of affection.
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Date: 2019-04-07 01:36 pm (UTC)» Korekiyo
Date: 2019-04-07 02:31 pm (UTC)[Was it really so surprising? He'd said he wasn't waiting here to be used by just anyone, so perhaps he'd impressed that on others more effectively than he had here, or perhaps there simply wasn't interest.
He doesn't really have the means to question it, though, not with sensation heightened to the point where just fingers running down his face feel so nice it's distracting, not when movement makes ropework tighten and shift over his skin in ways he can't help but find himself enjoying, obviously so.
He does resist the order, though, to an extent, expression apparent that he's wondering why before he simply caves - a shift has his mouth open as he gasps anyway, so... where's the harm in leaving it open for the other?]
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Date: 2019-04-10 03:30 am (UTC)[He watches him for a moment before he pulls himself free of his own pants so he can slide himself into Isa's mouth. There he settles with a little sigh. He could just start thrusting but instead...]
Suck. Use your mouth on me.
[He'll see what Isa can do.]
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Date: 2019-04-28 10:04 am (UTC)So the order is followed. He's not especially good at it, through a combination of relative inexperience and the inability to focus, but he at least doesn't use teeth or bite, and he does try.]
» Namine
Date: 2019-04-08 07:59 am (UTC)[Whether or not a heart is actually what makes the difference, he wasn't exactly trying to be cute before, either. Climbing ranks and acting with authority aren't cute things, and 'cuteness' could very well be 'weakness', so it wasn't an option - conscious decision or not.
Now, though, there's nothing stopping him from acting and reacting... normally... to things. He can acknowledge his emotions and use them to guide him, instead of suppressing everything under the pretense of not having any at all.
So he can be cute. And so can she.]
Whatever you'd like, this time.
[She'd taken his request, so now she should have fun and do something she'd like to draw!! He's mostly just enjoying watching the process and seeing her happy with it.]
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Date: 2019-04-11 04:12 am (UTC)After a moment, her pencil moves back to the paper, the drawing the figure of what looks to be a cat. It's laying on its side, eyes closed as if taking a nap in the warm sun. There are no colors yet, but it's clear that there are stripes banding along the little creature's body. )
How...have you been doing here? It's a lot different than where we came from.
( She asks absently, glancing up to him with a look of concern before looking back at what she's working on. )
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Date: 2019-04-11 11:58 am (UTC)Because it's more complicated than that.]
I'm... relieved you and Lea aren't in my position. I don't like this, but I can handle it. It isn't so different from the Organization, even for me.
[So. Fine-ish, but she still deserves an honest answer, as self-sacrificing as it might be.]
How have you been?
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Date: 2019-04-12 01:01 am (UTC)Honestly, if I could trade positions with you, I would.
( And she really means that, too. After all, she feels she deserves to be in the submissive position more than the others. Still, she's glad that at least he has Lea. If not, Namine would have already offered to contract with him, just to make things a bit easier. )
I'm fine. I can't complain, really. I have everything I need.
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Date: 2019-04-23 03:35 am (UTC)[So no trading places with him. He's lived in the Down, he wouldn't want anyone else to have to go through that, least of all someone who has suffered enough already.
So he's relieved that she was assigned as a dominant, so she can live in comfort and luxury without having to rely on anyone else to provide that for her - if only because he seriously doubts that she'd seek it out on her own.
It's also implying, somewhat, that he thinks he deserves what he's been given, too, but he didn't have to put up with it for long, because of Lea.]
Is... there anything you want, though?
[Needs and desires are very different, after all.]
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Date: 2019-04-24 05:01 am (UTC)( Because she doesn't think she deserves it at all. It's the self loathing that's been nurtured in her since she has existed. That along with guilt were two emotions that she felt strongly from the beginning, alone with loneliness.
Either way, his next question makes her raise her brows in surprise. )
Anything I want?
( Namine looks away from him for a moment, considering exactly what he's said. She glances down at her sketchbook, unable to think of one material item that she wants. But there is something else. )
Nothing comes to mind, but...I don't want to be alone.
( She looks back to Isa then and gives a quiet, self deprecating laugh. )
But that's not really something that can be fixed.
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Date: 2019-04-28 10:16 am (UTC)[She does deserve it, but he can understand the self-loathing and the guilt. They weigh heavily on his shoulders, too, which... is why he doesn't believe he also deserves the nicer things.
So that's a circular conversation, set to go nowhere if it continues.
But what she wants - that's something that can have something done about, whether that's a material thing, or...
She doesn't want to be alone.
That's not unreasonable in the least, so as she gives that self-depreciating laugh, he leans in a little closer and gives her a kiss to the top of her head, a little bit of hopefully reassuring affection, since he already has he held close.]
Of course it is.
[So they'll have to find her a trustworthy sub, for one thing, but more than that, they'll have to check in on her as often as possible.
Simple.]
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Date: 2019-05-06 04:59 pm (UTC)She simply smiles and leans against him, content to stay there for the moment and bask in his warmth. )
Thank you, Isa.
( She doesn't know what she did to deserve such kindness, but she's thankful. )
» Lea
Date: 2019-04-11 04:27 am (UTC)You are.
[Just because Isa is actually indulging in the sappiness he feels deep, deep, deep down inside right now doesn't mean Lea is any less of a sap.
But that's fine. After everything that's happened just today they're allowed to indulge in a little sappiness, though Isa does protest a little bit when Lea tries to nudge him back, clinging a little tighter before giving in and letting go, sitting back so Lea can actually get to washing his hair.]
You're too good to me, Lea.
[At least he didn't say he's too good for him? But that's also admitting feelings.]
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Date: 2019-04-11 07:31 am (UTC)[Once Isa is sitting up, he starts getting his hair washed, giving him a little scalp massage while he's at it. Because that's sure to feel good and keep his friend relaxed. Especially since he can't be clinging to him right now. But, to his credit, he does make sure to not take a long time with washing that hair before he's rinsing it out and then draining the water so he can help Isa to get out and get dried off.]
Here. Lean on me. I'll get your legs and then we can go to the bed so I can look over the rest of this stuff.
[Because if he's taking care of Isa it gives him an outlet for how mad he is at himself for failing to protect his friend from harm.]
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Date: 2019-04-11 11:24 am (UTC)[Clearly, he doesn't believe it, but at the same time... he'll let Lea have it. He's coming back to himself slowly, and doesn't want to start a petty argument over something like that.
Especially not with Lea's hands in his hair, but maybe that's just because the nice feeling is chasing away focus whenever he tries to think about it. Still, he leans on Lea when he's prompted to, lets him help him up, dry him off.
But before they can leave for the bedroom, he wraps his arms around Lea's waist and leans into him, dropping his face to his shoulder so Lea can have something like privacy for any conflicted facial expressions.]
I'm sorry. Lea, I let this happen and it hurt you... Don't blame yourself. Please.
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Date: 2019-04-11 11:30 am (UTC)Because leave it to Isa to know he's blaming himself for this. That he can't stop blaming himself. Once again he wasn't there for him and once again Isa got hurt because of it.
He's supposed to be strong enough to protect him now!
Okay. A tear does fall but he's quick to rub at it so it won't fall on his friend's shoulder. Then he's hugging him.]
Just...let me take care of you. Let me just do that because I need to put you first. I can't keep thinking about how much I hate myself right now.
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Date: 2019-04-11 11:55 am (UTC)[Hugs first, though. He holds Lea a little tighter, when he hugs him instead of just trying to support him, in no small part because while the tear didn't fall on his shoulder, he still felt the tell-tale movement of Lea rubbing it away.
It was obvious from the start that Lea is blaming himself for this, but it took this long for Isa to be able to articulate... anything at all in regards to it, and he's hating himself for that, but what's a few hours more of lost time when they already have so much to make up for?
A lot. It's a lot.
So he holds him tight for a few moments longer before pulling back and putting his hands on Lea's cheeks, ready to wipe away any more tears that escape for him.]
You always put me first. Idiot. So if you can't love yourself right now...
[Then let him do it for you. Even if he trails off before actually saying it.]
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Date: 2019-04-11 12:00 pm (UTC)Then Isa says that. He doesn't even have to say the words because it's the intent that matters. More tears fall down his cheeks for Isa to wipe away for him as he just looks down so clearly ashamed of himself. Here he's supposed to be strong but he's the one getting comforted. How lame is that?
Lea looks at the rope burns and the bruises all over Isa. He could have stopped those. If he's just gotten to him sooner. If he'd just stayed with him.
He nods. Isa can love him when he can't love himself. But if he says it right now he's just going to sob and it's bad enough that his cheeks are wet. Better to do action than to trust his own voice.]
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Date: 2019-04-11 12:14 pm (UTC)No staring at the bruises, or the rope burns.]
Lea.
[Just look at his eyes. There's a focus there that wasn't present when he found him, yes, but also - no trace of gold. Bright, clear blue, brought back because Lea didn't give up on him.
He'll have to pay attention to all the rest when they finally move to bed, but hopefully he'll have been able to prop him up somewhat by then.]
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Date: 2019-04-11 12:20 pm (UTC)Isa would tease him for sappy thoughts like that but he can't help it. He just has them, okay?
Looking at his eyes helps though. Because that's his friend back with him. Not someone hurt and high as all hell. This is his friend here with him and he's here and... And he got him out. He couldn't stop him from being hurt but he did get him out.
Reaching out, he wraps his arms around him again to give him another hug.]
We need to get you fixed up and rested.
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Date: 2019-04-11 12:37 pm (UTC)[He gets him because he's known him so well for so long. Lea never gave up on him, even when he'd given up on Axel, so it's the least he can do to be here for him now.
Because just like Isa is home for Lea, Lea is home for Isa. Because the fountains wouldn't be nearly as pretty without the surrounding gardens, bright and beautiful and green.
So Lea isn't the only one with sappy thoughts, sometimes.]
I don't want you to start crying over every bruise, Lea.
[His tone is light, edging on teasing as he runs his thumbs under Lea's eyes before moving to drape his arms over his shoulders, to return the hug.
It's teasing, because he has to do his best to pull Lea back from all that self-loathing, at least for now. It's teasing, because if he can kick off something like banter between them before Lea gets started, then, hopefully, he won't dwell on the circumstances that brought them to this point.]
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Date: 2019-04-11 12:43 pm (UTC)[And just like that he roughly rubs at his own eyes with his hand like he's going to somehow shove the tears back up into his eyeballs. Like that's apparently how tears work.
Spoilers: It's not.
With that done, he goes to help support Isa to the bed. He may look steadier but that doesn't mean he's perfectly okay now. Besides, he'll feel better if he's helping, even with little things like this.
Once he has him there, he looks at his own clothes with a sigh. That's the second time today he's had his clothes soaked...]
Stay here. I'm gonna get some stuff for you and get these clothes off. Then you are going to sleep. Those are the orders of Doctor Lea.
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Date: 2019-04-11 12:51 pm (UTC)[But even if (when) he does, Isa won't feel as bad about it. It'll be because he's already started to cry. It'll be because, yes, Lea feels bad about what happened, but also... he won't be keeping his emotions repressed.
They've had enough of that for too many lifetimes.
Lea's help is actually really nice to have. He looks steadier, and he feels steadier, but standing and walking are two entirely different things, and if helping helps Lea to feel better, then... there's no harm in it at all.]
Will Doctor Lea be sleeping with me?
[Look, they've both had a long day, okay.]
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Date: 2019-04-11 12:55 pm (UTC)[Pulling off his shirts, he tosses them in a pile where they keep dirty clothes as he heads to the bathroom. By the time he's come back with some first aid stuff (damn it he needs to learn Cure), he's also tossing his pants and underwear to the pile as well. That leaves them both equally naked when he comes to the bed to start looking over the bruises and burns to start treating them.
Sometimes he hisses in sympathy because these look awful.]
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Date: 2019-04-11 01:06 pm (UTC)[Yeah, he has no trouble staying put and waiting. Especially not when Lea comes back relatively quickly. Good. He didn't linger in the bathroom to dwell on anything, and Isa didn't have to get up to drag him back in, or call out to him.
(Honestly, considering where they are... they should probably both get on learning Cure.)
With those particularly awful ones, he really can't help but wince, because sure, they didn't hurt when he was high as all hell, or when he was in the warm bath, but first aid always stings anyway.]
Thanks, Lea. For everything. I mean it.
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Date: 2019-04-11 01:12 pm (UTC)You're my best friend. You don't have to thank me, you know.
[Finishing up, he tosses the kit on the floor to be put away later. Then it's tucking Isa in. And yes he does get into bed with him so they can cuddle.
Facing each other. He needs to see his face to keep seeing he's okay.]
I'll have one of the others start teaching me Cure.
[Because Fire? Yeah he's really good at all the fire ones. Cure though? Not so much.]
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Date: 2019-04-11 01:22 pm (UTC)All that self-loathing won't go away so easily, after all, on both sides.]
Sure I do.
[Because on the one hand - he's trying to be more of a person, a good person, and that includes a certain level of politeness, but... he also wants to. He couldn't do all this on his own, especially over a lot of his back, and...
He really couldn't have dragged himself home.
But he does nestle in when Lea tucks him in, and reaches out to tug him close once he joins him.]
And then you can teach me.
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Date: 2019-04-11 01:31 pm (UTC)Leaning in, he gives him a quick kiss, letting all their limbs get tangled up as he watches his face. Honestly he sure turn the lights off but after the caves? Nope. They're staying on.]
Yeah. I'll teach you.
[And then they can better help each other.
Oh and...]
It's nice to have you back.
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Date: 2019-04-11 01:37 pm (UTC)And he sighs softly when they get tangled up together, kissing Lea back. He couldn't be pried away from him for anything right now, so the lights can definitely stay on. They might regret it later, but...
Well, they could deal with that later.]
It's nice to be back.
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Date: 2019-04-12 07:39 am (UTC)Everything is gonna be okay. Somehow.]
Get some sleep now. Remember, you're still on orders of Doctor Lea.
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Date: 2019-04-14 02:56 pm (UTC)[Definitely teasing, but that's good. That's something that's settled back into what's normal for them, and he leans up to plant a kiss on Lea's face where the scars on his own intersect.
...Okay, it's a pretty nice place to kiss on its own without there being a target, but not admitting that one to Lea.]
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Date: 2019-04-16 12:04 pm (UTC)Tucking Isa closer to him, Lea closes his eyes.]
Night, Isa.