[No, no, no, it's not what he wants. Eichi clings to Wataru with everything he has, still coughing, still struggling to breathe even as his unitmate is pummeled. He may be physically protected, right now, but emotionally? Mentally? He can't deal with this. He doesn't want to see this, to hear it, to feel Wataru go slack in his arms. But he does. And once Wataru does go slack, there's no one left to protect Eichi, is there?
...
Time passes. It may not be clear what amount of time, but it's enough that Wataru will wake up with his more severe wounds bandaged over so that he doesn't bleed out. He's been treated, and actually fairly well... but that doesn't make up for the fact that he was beaten within an inch of his life. He'll likely be sore for quite some time, have to spend days off recovering— if he gets out of this.
He's not blindfolded, so he can open his eyes to an empty room similar to the one he was first kept in, but without any access to the vents. No windows, dim lighting from old, flickering lightbulbs, and a packaged meal not too far from him, so he can eat.
Notably, Eichi isn't there.
There's just one man, from the looks of it. Large and holding a gun, standing in front of the only exit: one door. He doesn't say a word, even if Wataru stirs.]
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[No, no, no, it's not what he wants. Eichi clings to Wataru with everything he has, still coughing, still struggling to breathe even as his unitmate is pummeled. He may be physically protected, right now, but emotionally? Mentally? He can't deal with this. He doesn't want to see this, to hear it, to feel Wataru go slack in his arms. But he does. And once Wataru does go slack, there's no one left to protect Eichi, is there?
...
Time passes. It may not be clear what amount of time, but it's enough that Wataru will wake up with his more severe wounds bandaged over so that he doesn't bleed out. He's been treated, and actually fairly well... but that doesn't make up for the fact that he was beaten within an inch of his life. He'll likely be sore for quite some time, have to spend days off recovering— if he gets out of this.
He's not blindfolded, so he can open his eyes to an empty room similar to the one he was first kept in, but without any access to the vents. No windows, dim lighting from old, flickering lightbulbs, and a packaged meal not too far from him, so he can eat.
Notably, Eichi isn't there.
There's just one man, from the looks of it. Large and holding a gun, standing in front of the only exit: one door. He doesn't say a word, even if Wataru stirs.]