It's just one of those days...

[moonyblues]

I wake up covered in blood

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[moonyblues]

Remus lays there in his cage, shivering and weak from the loss of blood, thinking these things.

But as his consiousness starts to fade, all he can think is:

'Please, let it be soon. Let the ward come down soon so Kirill can come and help me out of here...'

Thankfully, he hears the doorknob rattle. The ward won't let Kirill in yet, but his lover is trying. And Remus knows that within a few moments, the door will open, and he won't be alone.

[kirill_72]

Kirill enters the basement fifteen minutes after sunrise when the wards finally let him through.

Fuck.

It's bad. Very bad.

Unlocking the cage, Kirill opens the med kit, then settles besides Remus so he can tend his wounds. As gently as possible, he treats the horrific injuries, silently giving thanks that its the last night of the full moon. And that Remus will have the potion for the next one.

Murmuring soothing words in Russian, Kirill bandages Remus and hopes he regains consciousness soon.

[moonyblues]

Remus' eyelids flicker and he flinches back for a moment before coming around and realizing where he is and who is with him.

Then he smiles a little and glances down at Kirill's trousers.

The cleaning and bandaging hurt. But it'll pass, and he'll heal better for it. He'll certainly look better.

"You'll never get those stains out, Love," he whispers, his voice raw and hoarse from howling and screaming.

He makes a face and spits out a bit of fur that had got lodged between his teeth.

"Blech."

But he's smiling, still.

"Thanks."

Thanks for helping me, for taking care of me, for putting up with me, for tolerating me, for loving me. Thanks.

[kirill_72]

Kirill smiles softly, and presses a kiss to Remus's cheek.

"That's why I wore bad jeans."

Tying off the last bandage, Kirill strokes Remus's hair, "we need elevator."

Another kiss, a silently "your welcome."

"Tell me when you can move."

[jon_r_meyers]

I want to say 'Im sorry', but I don't thin that's appropriate, or even saying what I want to say. It sounds as if I'm sorry that you are who you are - which I'm not. I love you the way you are, and... yeah.

But I'm proud of you - for making the decision to stay in a cage rather than risking to hurt others. I'm... I'm not sure I'd be strong enough to do that if I were in your position.

[moonyblues]

I bet you would be, Jon. I really think I'd win that bet.

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[jon_r_meyers]

You think? I'd like to think I'd be strong enough, but I don't know. Maybe not after the third or fourth time.

Re: Bets

[moonyblues]

Ah, if I can do it, anyone can. I consider it a public service. Kind of like not littering.

[bitter_brother]

Does it all grow back, like a starfish?

[moonyblues]

It all grows back. If it didn't I'd be, well. Unphotogenic?

[bitter_brother]

Yeah. My modeling career is certainly over.

[moonyblues]

Thwarted again... *comforts*