forum Shoulder Demon (O/O)

Started September 21, 2019 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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“I’m sorry. I..” He trailed off, frowning and continuing to cleaning his cuts, wrapping bandages around the deeper cuts. “If you have to go back, I shouldn’t stop you.”

"No… I'm going off the grid." He whispers, looking up at the other and kissing his forehead gently. He smiled gently at Grayson before hissing softly as he sat up. His back ached and tore, and quite frankly it hurt like hell. "I'll be okay." He whispers.

“Come on. You need to rest.” He said, helping Seth up and making him lie down on the bed. He gently ran his fingers through Seth’s hair, kissing his temple. “Do you think you could eat anything?”

Seth smiled a little before wincing in pain as he was set on his back. "Ah, hang on!" He hissed in pain as he was set on his back. He turned onto his stomach and sighed a little in relief. He kissed the others cheek and smiled weakly at the other. "Thank you love…" He mutters softly. "No… I don't think I can stomach anything right now…"

"Okay, get some sleep then. I'll be right here the whole time." He told him, stroking his hair as he sat next to Seth on the bed.

He nods and kisses the others cheeks and kisses his hand gently before shutting his eyes and dozing off.

Grayson continued to stroke his hair after he was asleep, finally answering a call from his brother and letting him lecture him for a while until Seth woke up again.

Seth whimpered as he slept, pain etching over his face after a little while. He sobbed softly in his sleep, his body tensing a little bit.

Grayson hung up immediately and laid down next to Seth, wrapping his arm around him, careful not to put pressure on the cuts on his back. "Hey..It's okay love. I'm right here. You're safe.." He whispered, pressing a kiss to his cheek and running his fingers through his hair.

Seth tensed when he felt the other wrap around him but he seemed to slowly ease, and after a few moments he slowly opened his eyes. He looks up and hissed in pain. "A-angel?" He whispers softly.

"I'm right here." Grayson replied gently, kissing his forehead. "Is everything okay? Did I wake you up?" He asked, frowning down at him in concern.

Seth shivered before shaking his head and kissing his hand weakly. "I… need to take a shower… My body hurts…" He mumbles weakly. "Maybe it'll help…" He whispers as he slowly started to sit up.

“If it doesn’t help, we’re getting you real help, okay?” Grayson helped him up, walking him to the bathroom. “I love you.” He added, giving him a small smile.

He nods slowly. "We… we can't take me to the hospital, love. I'm not human." He says hesitantly as he walks slowly to the bathroom. He shed his shirt slowly, revealing many, many whip marks on his back. He had bruises all over his torso, leading down to his waist. There was a faded burn mark of an upside down pentacle on his left chest, and there was two humps on his shoulders. It looked like humps of wings after they had been cut off.

(Is grayson still with him?)

“I don’t care. They can’t refuse to help anyone…” He trailed off, staring at Seth with a mixture of shock and sadness. “Oh..Seth…” he covered his mouth with his hand, not knowing what else to say. It’s worse than I thought..
Grayson stepped out of the doorway, wanting to give him some privacy. “I’ll get you some medicine. I’ll be right back.” He said quietly, rushing to the kitchen and grabbing the strongest painkillers he could find.

Seth couldn't face him when the other saw what his body had been through. His wings, sliced off by angels when he was only a child. The pentagram burned into his chest by his father when he was a child. He sighed and hissed in pain before slowly entering the shower. He let the cold water wash over him, blood slowly washing off of his body.

Grayson left the medicine on the counter and left Seth alone, walking back to the living room and curling up on the couch, staring down at the floor. How could I ever think that I had it bad…Seth could've been killed last night..

He let the water wash over him slowly washing himself off. Once he was done with his shower he got out and slowly adressed his wounds, and wrapping his chest slowly. He hissed in pain before slowly exiting the bathroom. "Grayson?" He calls softly, his eyes wandering the house.

Grayson was still on the couch, chin resting on his knees as he continued to stare down at the floor. He flinched occasionally, glancing up as Seth called his name. "Oh..How are you feeling?" He asked gently, not moving.

Seth moved to the couch slowly before sitting down and smiling a little. He kisses Grayson's cheek gently. "Better.. Thank you for taking care of me." He whispers as he slowly leans back.

Grayson took his hand and kissed it gently. “Is there anything else I can do?” He asked, glancing over at Seth.

Seth shook his head. "No I'm alright angel." He assures. "Just… Just stay with me…" He whispers, his eyes shutting.

Grayson nodded, shifting closer to him, making sure not to hurt him. "You're okay.." He whispered, resting cheek on the back of the couch and stroking Seth's head gently.

He leaned into the other, taking in his warmth and comfort. He sighed in relief and kissed Grayson's cheek. "I know I'm okay as long as I'm with you." He whispers as he looks up at the other.

“Did…did you know it would be this bad?” He asked, referring to all the cuts and bruises on Seth’s body.

Seth glanced down at his covered torso before shrugging a little. "I had a suspicion." He mutters as he leans onto Grayson's shoulder, taking his hand.

“Will you tell me? If there’s a next time?” He asked quietly. “I didn’t know what they were doing to you. I thought they would kill you..”

He nods slowly. "I'm not going back…" He whispers after a moment. "I'm going off the grid." He kisses Grayson's cheek. "I wouldn't let them kill me. I have to come back to you." He smiled a little.