[log] justin! he's punching all my blood out! [closed]

[bywolves]

Characters: Royce Melborn and Alfie Solomons
Location: House 12
Date: Day 351ish
Summary: We'll see if they both last the night, honestly.
Warnings: violence, extra stuff will be cw'd in the subject lines.

BUILDING 12: This bizarre house, while fully intact, only consists of one very large empty room and a hatch that leads to the maintenance tunnels.

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[devoutish]

No, you know what's gonna hurt me?

[His fingers curl more tightly.]

You leaving.

[bywolves]

[ His silence is loud, honestly. He turns his head, looking up at Alfie with a sad face, tears dripping down his cheeks. ]

I can't leave you on your own. [ Unsteady. ] Y'need someone to look after you. But m'not - I'm... I do more damage, I'm not the right...

[ He lapses into mutters again. ]

[devoutish]

Are you planning to drop me off with someone else? Am I a child, then, to be traded around and looked after?

[bywolves]

Maybe. [ He says at length, swaying against the wall. ] If - if you are, I am. I can't - I can't keep hurting you, Alfie.

[ Hiccup. Absently: ] Could - maybe kill someone and get myself followed. Babysitter.

[devoutish]

Don't be stupid.

[He wipes at Royce's face with his fingers, careful not to smear blood on him.]

[bywolves]

[ His hands are covered in various levels of dried blood, and he catches sight of them as he shifts. His expression falls, and he stares down at them, hiccuping again. Don't be stupid - that's what he's trying to do, he thinks. ]

[devoutish]

You need to pull yourself together.

[Harsh words, but he says them gently. He scratches at the back of Royce's hand with a thumbnail, flaking off some of the blood.]

[bywolves]

I drank - I had... [ A beat, as he hiccups again. ] I had too much.

[ He watches Alfie scratch the blood off, and then he joins him in doing it, trying to flake the blood off his hand. His method is clumsier and rougher, but it works somewhat. ]

[devoutish]

Mm. And I'm gonna finish it off.

[There's not enough left to get roaring drunk off of, but he doesn't want more than a little bit of tipsiness anyway.]

[bywolves]

Okay. [ He reaches shakily for the bottle, and presses it against Alfie's arm. He doesn't curl into Alfie's side like he might normally, though. Royce keeps to himself, arms wrapping around his knees. ]

[devoutish]

[That hurts more than his arm does, honestly. He rests a hesitant hand on his shoulder.]

[bywolves]

[ He doesn't pull away. There's no motion or any indication that he wants to move away, either. When Royce turns his head, looking at Alfie, he just looks weary, not angry or upset with Alfie in particular. ]

[devoutish]

Do you not want me around you?

[He says quietly, looking steadily into Royce's eyes.]

[bywolves]

I don't want me around you. [ He says, voice small. ]

[devoutish]

That's not what I asked.

[bywolves]

[ Silence, then: ] I want you around.

[devoutish]

I want you around more than anything.

[bywolves]

I hurt you too much. [ He's fixated. He slowly sinks down the wall, at an awkward angle. ] I don't understand.

[devoutish]

This?

[He gestures brusquely at his arm.]

This is fucking nothing, mate. You'll help me take care of it; we'll make sure it doesn't get infected. It'll heal.

[bywolves]

But I did it. To you. [ Hiccup. ] And I won't - I can't. Going to become that - pathetic. The pathetic lump. I can feel it already. I can feel it trying to sink in. That hurts you.

[devoutish]

Yeah. But not being near you hurts me more.

[bywolves]

[ And he's on the floor again. ]

I think - we've had this conv-- covner. [ A beat. Sighed out: ] We've talked about this before.

[devoutish]

I'll have it over and over again, if I need to. Come back up here.

[bywolves]

[ He shifts, slowly, and instead of sitting up, he just crawls halfway into Alfie's lap. He rests his head and upper body over Alfie's lap, head on his folded arms, and curls close, shivering. Good enough. ]

[devoutish]

You're cold.

[He hunches over Royce as well as he can, with his stiff back and injured arm.]