Characters: Aerith and Tamaki (and anyone with reason to be there)
Content: Healing!
Location: Tamaki's place near Greenwich
Time of Day: Midday
Warnings: blood and cute?
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won't close my eyes and hide the truth inside / if I don't make it, someone else will )
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Tamaki was sitting with his back against the couch, in the main room, staring up at the ceiling with a bloody keyboard on his uninjured side. His shirt was torn and wrapped hastily around the wound. It was hardly recognizable as the shirt, now covered in his blood.
The makeshift bandages weren't doing much. The wound began on his left, at his upper arm and worked around to his shoulder, a little into his chest. He had a hand pressed against them. "Here," he croaked out. "I'm here."
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"Tamaki," he responded, and in any other situation he would have kicked himself for how short he was being. It wasn't a way to properly introduce himself to a lady.
He didn't jerk away as she touched him, partially because of years as a host, so used to people reaching out for him, but mostly because he trusted Aerith to help, despite not knowing her. "I got attacked," he explained, "Bit."
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