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Sebastian laughed, playfully swatting at his arm. "Sure, like you could."
Sebastian laughed, playfully swatting at his arm. "Sure, like you could."
James laughs and kisses his cheek. "Ya got me."
(Skip?)
Sure//
I’m in the mood for some angst, can Sebastian get beaten up?
We can do that//
awesome
skip to… say, two weeks later? the two are walking down the street?
Sure//
Sebastian leaned into James's side, humming happily as they walked down the street, headed back to his apartment.
James' hand was happily entwined with the others, and he sets a gentle kiss to Sebastian's cheek gently. "Mm. What shall we do today?" he asks excitedly.
"I was thinking ice cream?" Sebastian suggested as he slipped into an alleyway to throw his crushed soda can into the garbage bin. No sooner had he turned back to James than rough hands were reaching past his boyfriend and slamming him roughly against the wall. Sebastian let out a cry of pain, head spinning from the impact as he tried to get a good look at his attackers. They wer two teenage boys, clearly drunk, their eyes alight with malice. "Fucking f*ggot (sorry for the slang)," one growled, kicking him to the ground and raising his boot to stomp on his face.
James starts when Sebastian is grabbed. "Oi! Get off of him. He takes a swing at one of the teens. He has to think fast. He's great an slammed against a wall. He hisses in pain. "Get off him, I'm warning you."
The guys sneered. "Why should we, you freaks?" Sebastian let out a cry of pain as the boot came down on his face again, blood now flowing freely from his nose. The boy on him kicked his side, hard, and he felt something crack.
There was a click of a gun. "Get off him." James snarls, then he smirks. "I'm with the FBI. I have authorization to take you in." To prove his point he had a badge. "Now. Get off him. I won't hesitate."
Both guys froze, quickly stepping away and moving to put their hands up before turning away and sprinting down the street as fast as they could go. On the ground, Sebastian let out a whimper of pain.
James quickly put away his things and kneeled beside Sebastian. "Baby… Shit…" He gently picks Sebastian up. "You're gonna be okay." He says gently.
“I-I’m fine— what did they do to you??” Sebastian ignored his black eye, bleeding nose, cut cheek, and broken ribs. “I’m so sorry—“
"Don't be. Hush now." He says gently, kissing his cheek. "I'm calling an ambulance." He says gently. He figured it was best not to love him to much and dialed 911.
Sebastian tried to protest, but black spots swam in front of his eyes. “W-What did they do to you?”
James waits before they answer. He explains the situation, where they were and what to do. He looks at Sebastian. "They couldn't do much." He whispered, kissing his cheek. Soon enough he heard the wail of sirens.
Sebastian kept hold of James’s hand, fading in and out of consciousness.
You’re weak. Pathetic, he told himself, and the thought was written all over his face.
James holds onto his hand tightly. "You're gonna be okay…" He kept whispering. Why did he hesitate? Then the ambulance pulled up. He moves out of the way so that they could take care of Sebastian. He clambers into the ambulance with him, taking his hand. "I'm so sorry… I should have acted sooner." He whispers.
The last thing Sebastian managed to say before he passed out was “Not your fault.. never your fault…”
They arrived at the hospital and James was told to wait as they took care of Sebastian. James sighs quietly and sits down.
(Skip?)
Sure//
Sebastian opened his eyes, groaning quietly.
James was pacing back and forth at his bedside. He stops when Sebastian wakes up and rushes to his side. "Baby?"
Sebastian reached out to grasp James's hand. "H-Hey, sweetheart. H-How are you doing? Are you hurt?"
"A little bruised. But I'm okay." He says gently. He squeezes Sebastian's hand gently, kissing the back of it. "I'm so sorry… I shouldn't have hesitated."
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