Once again, another rp (o/o Closed)

"Abarat. My name is Abarat Shreid." He grinned at Cas proudly. "We're almost there."

"Alright… is the black coming into my eyes bad?" He asked weakly, his vision shifting in and out of focus again. "And the… the sparkles…?"

Abarat looked at him, concern written all over his face. He started to quicken his pace. "Don't worry. You'll be fine."

"Mmm…" Cas nodded, struggling to keep his eyes open. He figured trying to stay conscious was the best thing to do right now.

(Bump)

Abarat knew he needed to help Cas stay awake. "So, have you named your um, band of cats?"

"Yeah… there's… there's one named Petunia, who's older than I am. One of the kittens is…Nix… and…" His voice trailed off as the black threatened to fill his vision completely.

They had reached his house, and he practically kicked down the door. "Cas, I need you to stay awake for me, ok?" Abarat was visibly nervous.

Cas whined softly and forced his eyes open, trying to keep his mind busy so he'd have an easier job staying awake. "I'm… I'm trying… it's hard…" He mumbled.

Abarat set him down on a cold floor, hoping that would help him wake up a little bit. He grabbed a conveniently placed first aid kit that just happened to be nearby and said, "Okay turn around. I'm gonna patch you up…"

Cas sat up and spun around, seeming very disoriented. The back of his head was bleeding and he had several scrapes on his neck, arms, and back, but nothing was too serious. He was likely dizzy and possibly concussed from having his head slammed into the pavement.

(I'm not a nurse so I don't know how to describe doing that, can I just do a time skip and say Abarat patched him up or smtn?)

(Yep)

(Thank god)
Time skip "How do you feel?"

(No problem lol)
Cas just groaned softly, huddling against Abarat. "C-Can I pass out now…?"

Abarat chuckled softly. "Of course. But you might want to sleep somewhere more comfortable," He picked Cas and up (bridal style again) and escorted him to a guest bedroom. Laying Cas down on the bed he said, "that's probably better."

Cas had passed out on the way to the bedroom, his head laying against Abarat's chest. His cats had gotten in and jumped onto the bed to lay with him.

Abarat smiled and passed out on the couch that was near the bed.
Time skip to morning, I guess?

(Yep)
Cas woke up in the morning and sat up, bewildered. "I don't have a bed…" He muttered to himself. "But my cats are here… I don't remember drinking… where the fuck am I??"

Abarat replied with a sleepy voice, "You're in my house. You got attacked by some jerk last night, so I patched you up."

Cas fell off the bed when Abarat spoke, startled. He hit the ground with a loud thud and groaned, his cats meowing at him from the bed.

Abarat laughed. What a klutz. "Need help up?" He offered Cas his hand

"Sure…" Cas let Abarat help him up. "You scared me… I didn't know you were there." He laughed weakly, glancing over at his cats.

"Well, sorry about that." He stood up, towering over Cas. "You feeling better?"

"A little…" Cas cowered a bit in front of Abarat, seemingly intimidated by his height.

"That's good," he smiled and walked over to the window, looking out at the view. "So, um. You said you didn't have any place to live."

"Well… no. I live in an alleyway with my cats." Cas said simply, not fully understanding what was going on.

Abarat looked at him with a disapproving look. "That's not exactly safe, Cas."

"How not? I've got an old mattress I found to sleep on, I've got my cats to keep me warm… It's alright." Cas shrugged a bit, yawning.

He rolled his eyes and scoffed, "Well, I think last night's events should be evidence on why that's not safe."