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Ajax POV

A few days ago, he actually let me touch him for the first time since we were kids.

I don't mean..like helping him up.

I was just worried, I guess.

When we were kids he didn't let me touch him, I just..hit him.

Now he let me hold his hand and lay on him.

I don't know why it's such a big accomplishment for me.

The doctors told me not to visit today and tomorrow.

And yeah...I want to go back there and help him, especially since they physically restrained him.

I honestly feel horrible.

I seriously let him slice his stomach open, and without knowing,telling him to run.

I wasn't this worried when fucking Arlecchino almost fell over the edge of a waterfall on a trip.

....

My thoughts were quickly interrupted.

Why was I so worried? I was never this worried.

I sighed as I took my phone out, laying down on my bed.

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        Scaramouche♥︎

Ajax: hey, I'm really worried. How are you feeling?

Scar: you texted me yesterday 4 times asking me

Ajax: I'm sorry, I'm just really worried.

Scar: they're just planning to bandage my stomach and give me a few shots, and they told me "I'm lucky I didn't damage some organs blah blah blah"

Scar: I'm also being put on uh...opidos?

Ajax: opioids?

Scar: yeah

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