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[fortunefail]

[Anyone out for a nice crack-of-dawn morning walk might see Yuan, making his way into the village. He doesn't have any visible injuries but it's obvious he's having trouble walking. Every step is more like a swaying stagger and at times he even has to close his eyes in concentration to make sure he doesn't keel over. He's determined to get to his

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[nottanzanite]

[As it just so happens, Zoisite was just heading out to grab some groceries when he spotted that familiar blue head of hair in the distance... Unfortunately, for both his schedule and the man himself, he seems hurt, so the shitennou's going to be jogging towards him.]

Yuan?

[fortunefail]

[He's not sure whether he should be happy to see Zoisite or not. He was bound to run into the guy when he arrived at his house anyway, but somehow he'd rather have the liberty of slumping down on the couch and not getting up for a few hours opposed to standing here, leaning against a tree with difficulty.]

Zoisite.

[nottanzanite]

[Deal with it. Zoisite's just wondering how the hell you keep getting into these situations. He's not waiting for an explaination, god knows you're probably uncomfortable out here and he doesn't want to run into the rabbit.]

Here. Lean on me. You're... let's get you home.

[fortunefail]

[He'd argue with that but... Oh, to hell with it. At least Zoisite isn't trying to take him to the clinic. Home sounds so good right now, he'll accept that help and trust the guy not to make any stupid comments. Leaning is pretty necessary, but he can't move away from the tree so he simply holds out his arm, waiting for Zoisite to take it.]

[nottanzanite]

[He's going to take as much as your weight as he can - he may not be as weak as he looks, but he's no he-man. He'll just help you back in silence.]

[fortunefail]

[Jeez, if this was the other way around, getting back home would be easy. Seraphic strength and all. It's a good thing Yuan only needs a bit of guidance to stop himself from walking straight into a wall. He's got enough strength to keep himself upright.]

[nottanzanite]

[Well, on we go. To the house, which is the best place for a wounded Yuan to be.]

You should have called for help.

[fortunefail]

I didn't need help.

[He's aware of the hypocrisy of saying this while being helped back to his house by Zoisite. But he could've made it on his own, really.]

[nottanzanite]

Of course you didn't. That's why you can barely stand.

[Well, at least the house is in sight.]

[fortunefail]

[Damn, there is no counter argument for that. Let's just make a frowny face instead and act like he's still better than Zoisite.]

Hmph.

[nottanzanite]

[If you fell, he'd giggle. But here we go, opening the front door and leading you in.]

Should I get the first aid kit?

[fortunefail]

[He'll just warily make his way to the couch. Without falling. The couch is his best fr- ohgodthatcarpetisstillthere.]

No, it's fine.

[nottanzanite]

Did they do anything to you?

[Ignoring how uncomfortable you are about that carpet to go find something for you to eat.]

[fortunefail]

Do you think I'd be having that much trouble walking if they'd just left me alone for two weeks?

[He knows Zoisite is trying to be helpful, perhaps even caring, but... Kidnappings aren't exactly a fun topic.]

[nottanzanite]

[You're a pain in the ass and he's not going to fight to get any information out of you, he's just going to bring out some water and a baked potato.]

Try not to bleed all over the couch then.

[fortunefail]

[Fine, woman. Be that way.]

I'm not bleeding.