[Drabble] Infection
Title: Infection
Author: kryss_delrhei
Fandom: DRAMAtical Murder
Type: Video Game / Visual Novel
Characters/Pairing: Aoba, Mizuki
Word Count: 107
Genre: Friendship
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Aoba is worried Mizuki's wound might be infected.
Disclaimer: I do not own DRAMAtical Murder nor the characters, just borrowing them from Nitro+CHiRAL for a little while.
Author's Notes: The purpose of the challenge was to use a sentence from the previous drabble. The sentence in bold is the one I used.
Prompt: writerverse : Challenge #28 - Drabble Tree
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“Let me check it for infection,” Aoba’s hands went to Mizuki’s throat, where the bandages wrapped securely around it, hiding away the horrible reminder of Morphine.
Mizuki pulled away, swatting at his friend’s hands, “I’ll be fine, no need to worry.”
“But what if it’s infected?” Aoba grabbed his wrist.
The brunette rolled his eyes, tugging away from him again and going to the bar, “It’s not though, so you can stop worrying.”
“Are you sure?” Aoba stared at him, his pale eyes serious, only making Mizuki sigh in resignation.
“If I show you, will you leave the subject alone?”
“Of course!”
“Come on then,” Mizuki sighed.
Author: kryss_delrhei
Fandom: DRAMAtical Murder
Type: Video Game / Visual Novel
Characters/Pairing: Aoba, Mizuki
Word Count: 107
Genre: Friendship
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Aoba is worried Mizuki's wound might be infected.
Disclaimer: I do not own DRAMAtical Murder nor the characters, just borrowing them from Nitro+CHiRAL for a little while.
Author's Notes: The purpose of the challenge was to use a sentence from the previous drabble. The sentence in bold is the one I used.
Prompt: writerverse : Challenge #28 - Drabble Tree
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“Let me check it for infection,” Aoba’s hands went to Mizuki’s throat, where the bandages wrapped securely around it, hiding away the horrible reminder of Morphine.
Mizuki pulled away, swatting at his friend’s hands, “I’ll be fine, no need to worry.”
“But what if it’s infected?” Aoba grabbed his wrist.
The brunette rolled his eyes, tugging away from him again and going to the bar, “It’s not though, so you can stop worrying.”
“Are you sure?” Aoba stared at him, his pale eyes serious, only making Mizuki sigh in resignation.
“If I show you, will you leave the subject alone?”
“Of course!”
“Come on then,” Mizuki sighed.