forum The Drug (Asylum/Lab RP) [closed]

Started May 24, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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Vaughn held Kaz’s arm straight as he moved the cloth to dab at the cuts gingerly. He continued to clean the blood away from the cuts. He kept a tight hold on Kaz’s arm so he couldn’t move it,

The cut was small but deep, puny in size compared to the other scarred and half-healed ones that lined Kaz' wrist and a little of his forearm. Kaz winced slightly as Vaughn touched the cut, but he told himself to keep still. You deserve it. You deserved so much more, but you deserved it, his mind hissed and Kaz let out a quiet sob at the words

Vaughn finished dabbing the cut clean, wrapping the cut with part of the bandages. He moved onto his cut up palm next, wiping the blood away before wrapping that as well.

Kaz chanced a glance over at Vaughn, tears clouding his vision as he watched Vaughn wrap his hand. He had stopped crying as much, but he was still sniffling. Why wasn't Vaughn angrier? Why wasn't he hitting him, or…or something? He didn't understand. Why was Vaughn bothering?

Vaughn finished and got up, walking back into the bathroom without a word. He set aside any extra bandages, running a hand over his jaw. He wondered if he asked, if they would give him a shaving razor. Maybe he looked better with a bit of stubble? Hewas unsure, but it didn’t really matter at the time anyways.

Kaz watched Vaughn leave before turning his back and curling up on top of the bed. He was tired from crying, but the chanting in the back of his mind wouldn't let him sleep. Blood, blood, spill his blood! Be it his or yours in the mud! his mind giggled, and he buried his face in the pillow. Maybe if he was lucky, he'd suffocate in his sleep

Vaughn walked back in the room, lingering near the doorway as he watched Kaz for a moment before getting an idea. He walked over to his duffel, taking out an unused syringe and a vial of the dark liquid. He did not give this to Kaz before. If taken in heavy dosages more than once a day, it could cause severe organ damage. But it was five times better than the other stuff. He walked back over to Kaz, and without warning him first, jabbed the needle into the side of his neck, injecting him with the sedative before humming and walking back to his area.

"W-What the fucking shit!" Kaz exclaimed, recoiling away from the needle. He looked up at Vaughn accusingly, showing his face properly again. He looked like a mess, his face red and eyes puffy from crying. "Who the fuck gave you permission to stab me?!" he shouted indignantly

“Oh shut up, you would have asked for it if I offered,” Vaughn muttered from where he sat on his bed. He picked at his nails in a nonchalant way, like it was no big deal that he injected Kaz with a high strength sedative.

Kaz went to flip Vaughn off, but he found that his limbs suddenly felt like lead. A bolt of fear went through him. "D-Did you give me a paralytic?!" he asked quietly, suddenly terrified. Going t…ki…you, his mind gurgled, and for once he believed it

“A what? I don’t know, it’s some fast acting sedative- Midazolam. I use it all the time, almost the same stuff they give you to knock you out before a surgery or something,” Vaughn explained, eyes squinting as he read the small writing on the label.

Kaz felt his eyes droop, and he squinted angrily at Vaughn as he slumped back against the bed. "Gonna knock me out and…and…shank me 'r something," he slurred tiredly. Like this he couldn't even feel the sting of his new cuts, or the deeper pains in his bones

“No. Knock you out, yes. You need to calm down for a bit,” Vaughn said, tone low as he continued to pick at his nails. He frowned at a hangnail that had started bleeding. That was annoying.

"Fuck you," Kaz mumbled, shuffling so he was hugging one of the pillows to his chest. He felt heavy, but a nice kind of heavy. Something that drowned his mind and told him to just go to sleep. He almost listened to it, but he still wanted to know something. "Why'd ya help?" he asked Vaughn, dull grey eyes fixing tiredly on the other boy. "I got slapped last time someone saw."

“I’m not a complete asshole,” Vaughn answered simply, let’s stretching out on his bed. He didn’t want to include that his mother did the same thing to herself when she was a teenager. That was too private.

"Gimme a real answer, damn it," Kaz huffed. "Ev'ry time I ask, 's always 'I'm not as big an' bad as ya think.' Come on, you just walked in on me w' a razor, I think I get some kind of 'n explanation."

“You need to rest,” Vaughn answered, changing the subject. Kaz’s Words were noticeably slurred, and he raised his brows as he watched the other boy.

"I need to fuckin' die," Kaz muttered, only vaguely aware of it. He held the pillow closer to his chest, giving up on keeping his eyes open as he slumped against the mattress

Vaughn shook his head slowly. He watched Kaz for a moment before getting up, grabbing a change of clothes and walking into the bathroom, shitting the door behind him. He looked skeptically at the shower, turning it on as he got undressed, stepping into the water and closing the curtain.

(I believe the word you were looking for is "shutting")
Kaz drifted off quickly, the sedative kicking in far faster than he had thought. He was lucky, as it caused his sleep to be deep and dreamless

(fUck)

Vaughn took his time with cleaning off his body, humming as he did so. He ran his fingers through his soapy hair, glancing up towards the ceiling in thought.

(I started cackling h ELp)
Kaz held the pillow to his chest closely in his sleep, shifting here and there. Unfortunately, since he was close to the edge of the bed when he fell asleep, it only took a few turns before he had fallen off of the bed. Thanks to the sedative he hadn't woken up, instead laying sprawled awkwardly on the floor while still clutching the pillow

(Why are tHE U AND I SO CLOSE)

After a few minutes, Vaughn stepped out of the bathroom, wet strands of hair all across his forehead. He was in a more relaxed set of clothes now, how do ones bunched up in his arms. He set them on the bed before he noticed Kaz on the floor. “Oh, you have got to be kidding me,” he grumbled, walking over and grabbing onto Kaz. Kaz must have been dead weight, because he was a lot heavier than he looked at the moment. Slowly, he pulled Kaz back onto his bed, breathing slightly heavy from the effort.

(lmaoo)
Kaz frowned in his sleep, and he made a small noise of pain as he was moved. He grabbed at Vaughn's shirt, mistaking his arm for the pillow in his sleep. He clutched it to his chest, and from the looks of it he wasn't letting go any time soon

Vaughn’s eyes widened when Kaz grabbed onto his arm, leaving him stuck on his back next to Kaz on the bed. Oh no he thought as the whispers cackled in his mind. He tugged on his arm to try and get Kaz to let go of him.

Kaz just hugged Vaughn's arm closer to him, frowning slightly in his sleep. He shifted, now half laying on Vaughn as he snored faintly against his side
(oh look, it's the exact same thing that happened when we first got them together lol)

(Lmaooooo it is oh my god)

Vaughn only grew more panicked when Kaz moved on top of him. “Fuck…” he whispered to himself. He wouldn’t be able to get Kaz off in this position. And goddammit, why was he aroused? This kid would be the death of him.

Kaz was now laying half on top of Vaughn, the other boy's arm hugged to his chest while one of his legs was slung across Vaughn's lap. He shifted a little in place, not moving much from the same position as he slept

Vaughn layed there, looking up at the ceiling. He tried to think of how to handle this in the right manner. All he could come up with was to wait until Kaz woke up and explain what had happened. But the sedative did last at least a few hours. He would be stuck laying there for a while.