forum This is stupid // OxO // Closed

Started July 25, 2019 by @Fraust

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"Are you sure? Does it still hurt?" Sorin's hand hovered over the bruise, but he was careful not to touch it.

He touched it gently and winced. "It still hurts, but that's just how it's gonna be, I guess."

He shook his head, tightening his grip around his waist as he stood up to set him on the sofa. "I can go get you something to help with the pain."

"Oh, um… sure. If you want." Cas tapped his foot anxiously, watching Sorin.

He got the pills and sprinted down the stairs, opened the fridge to grab what looked like–no, was the last water bottle and handed them to Cas. "Don't chew it this time, okay?"

Cas nodded and carefully swallowed the pill, wincing as it forced its way down his throat. He drank a bit more water to keep it down.

"You won't feel it for some time, but it'll help…" Sorin bent down to pick up the peas, the small towel in his other hand, before putting it back in the freezer. "Don't be afraid to come here if you need to ice it some more."

"Alright, love…" Cas curled up on the couch again. "I think I'll just take a nap…"

"I'll grab you a blanket…" Everything was fine, he knew it was fine, well at least a part of him did. He grabbed him a blanket, tucking him in and adjusting the pillows to make sure he was comfortable.

Cas yawned, huddling into the blanket and soon dozing off. He seemed far more relaxed once he fell asleep.

He spent most of his time cleaning up the place, occasionally checking on Cas from time-to-time. He rounded up all the dirty laundry, made their bed, and cooked him lunch in case he woke up– anything to get his mind off of what he did.

Cas woke up after an hour or so, peering around the room blearily in search of a clock.

Sorin finished cutting up the last slices of avocado on his chicken salad then glanced at Cas. "Hey. You feel alright?" He gently tossed the knife into the sink before bringing his bowl over.

"Yeah, m'alright…" Cas sat up. "What time is it?"

"Like 3 o'clock," he handed him the bowl of salad, "Want some? Or do you want to eat it later."

"I'll eat now." He munched on the salad, still a bit slow and sleepy.

His took a bite out of his as well, trying not to look at the bruise on his cheek.

"You good?" Cas asked with the salad stored in one cheek so he wouldn't spit it everywhere.

Sorin briefly looked at him before stabbing his fork into his lunch. "Yeah. I'm fine."

Cas seemed skeptical, but he kept eating anyways. He set the bowl aside when he'd finished and turned towards Sorin. "What's wrong, really?"

His chewing slowed as he peered at him. Sorin shook his head, lowering it again as he took another bite.

"Love… I know something's up." Cas insisted, falling quiet for a few seconds. "Is it because of this?" He pointed to the bruise.

He hesitated before giving a small nod in response.

"It was an accident. You didn't mean to do it." Cas shrugged, lowering his hand.

"I know," he set the bowl on the coffee table, "But I can't help feeling bad for what I did."

He nodded. "I understand that, but it was my fault for getting in the way anyways. I just… I didn't want you to k-kill anyone for my sake…"

Sorin clenched his jaw. "And why not? He had no right to touch you."

"B-Because, well…" Cas seemed nervous at Sorin's angry expression. "…murder is wrong…?"

"I am well aware of that," he grabbed his salad bowl and took a few bites before setting it back down on the table.

"But you still seem to want to kill him." Cas observed quietly.