Kink Me! #29
Kink Me! #29
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Merlin looks hopeful studying the results of his x-ray. He doesn’t know shit about how to read these pictures but Gaius gives them to him with a smile and Merlin evidently thinks it’s a good sign. Arthur feels sick knowing that this smile is as fake as a fake thing in the land of fake things.
“See, your spine bones have been shattered here, here and here”, shows Gaius. “They are starting to heal now, that’s a slow process but they will surely not resemble stray noodles in your soup in a few months.”
“Will they recover fully?” Arthue can’t stop himself asking as if a naughty goblin is controlling his tongue.
Freys winces at that and looks at him frightened. Gaius lookes confused for a second but then he looks just tired. He knows that Arthur knows.
“The salve we are using has been fabulous at the clinic trials and obviously it’s meant just for the kind of trauma that mr Emrys is dealing with. Ninety per cent of similar patients recover fully with proper treatment.” He doesn’t say outright lies and this should make Merlin suspect but it doesn’t. Though it does make Arthur angry and makes him think what it is that one is supposed to do when you or someone you love doesn’t fit the lucky ninety per cent. What happens when the logical cycle of being injured and being cured is broken, shattered to pieces just like Merlin’s spine? Arthue doesn’t really know and he’s fuckung bone-chiling terrified by understanding that he will have to know it because the injured stage is likely to go on forever, his own and Merlin’s personal forever.
“Thank you”, says Merlin sincerely.
“You’re welcome, young man, you’re quite welcome”, Caius takes the handles of the wheelchair. “Let’s put you to some therapy, that will do you good.” His voice is soft and fond when he talks to Merlin though they are just a doctor and a patient. Merlin is able to melt ice with his shiny smiles, probably, Arthur always thought so. It’s just that right now the ice inside Arthur has apparently grown immune to them, and it feel so cold and tight in his chest.
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Thanks for this quick update.
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You're welcome! This text kind of pours out of my fingers so it is really quick.
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