And when you sleep at night dreaming of the pretty things

Mar 21, 2009 12:00

Day: 30
Characters: Daphne cagedbirdruns , Watanukiisthis_hitsuzen , and Doumeki ghostrepellent  Open to Rin obviously.
Summary: Checking in on a friend.
DAY/NIGHT & Time: After Daphne got done with the whole Bella thing.
Status: Closed / Incomplete

Don't be too surprised when the telephone rings )

#place: patient block: cells, † daphne millbrook, † kimihiro watanuki, † doumeki shizuka

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isthis_hitsuzen March 22 2009, 00:11:38 UTC
He was in a lot of pain still. Everything that he had on him before had worn off, and now he lay in bed hurting. His whole head throbbed still, though the more he stayed settled down the better. Two people had been looking over him that day (though it felt like days), Doumeki and Rin. He was every so grateful for both of them too. But he still hurt, and he still felt weak, missing his eye, his bond to the other man. It just… it really hurt, in more ways then one.

At the moment he was left alone, though it wouldn’t have been for long. And really he didn’t even know he was, of course, but he lay on the bed, on his back, but his legs twisted sideways, curled up to him. He was uncomfortable, sore, hurting, and not really able to rest as well as he should be. The more he tossed and turned the more his bandaged bloodies and needed to be changed.

Shifting on the bed, rolling fully to his side, he mumbled… “D-doumeki?” his voice was small, choked, and still a bit scared sounding. No one answered though, and so he gave a small whine. He hated being in pain, hated it. He was never good for it, and it seemed when ever he was hurt he woke up after it was all over. Week or so later, but it was always fixed, for the most part. Small pains were fine, but missing pains like this? He didn’t handle it well. At least back home when his eye was exchanged for nothing, he didn’t hurt.

He was sure there was something at his feet too. Something sitting there, petting his ankle. He wondered if it was the little girl, and if it was then that meant Doumeki wasn’t here. He tried to ignore it, to not bother with acknowledging it. Maybe it would go away. “Doumeki?” He asked again, wanting the man to be there to make it go away again.

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