Angsty angst (closed for now)

(welp I probably could) "Don't shush me," Kaz said grumpily, but there was no real bite in his words. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door

He chuckled. "Be good and maybe I'll reward you." He gave him a small wink and kissed his nose.

"Come in! Asshole who thinks he'll be fine is probably going to die soon, so we need your help."

"We tried that and a helicopter went through my goddamn wall," Kaz mumbled. Not waiting for someone to answer, a tall figure walked through the door. They wore an oversized camo jacket with the hood up, and they had a large backpack on.
"The doc is in."

He chuckled. "I never said it would sex." He looked over at the doctor and took him in. He turned his attention back to his darling. "How Are you feeling?"

"Fine," Kaz grumbled. The doctor walked in, taking his backpack off and setting it next to them. He grinned, brushing curly red hair out of his face.

"Well, well. Humpty Dumpty had a great fall from what I was told," he said in an overly cheerful voice. Kaz scowled at him and flipped him off

Kaden sat closer to Kaz. He didn't trust this doctor. He had trusting issues, expect, it seems for Kaz. He wasn't sure how or why the male got passed his defenses so quickly, but he had.

"Dude, just do your thing. Are you sober? You better be sober."

Kaz moved to try and get closer, but it hurt too much to move properly. The doctor's eyes, which were hidden by his hair before, were pitch black and lit up with realization. "Ooh, another one! You seem to collect lovers like marbles. Or toenails," he crooned. "Didn't the last one die? You should be careful with this one, he might break." He turned to rummage through his bag, pulling out various items that didn't quite look like conventional medical tools

"Is that one of those ancient medieval torture devices?! Are you a doctor or not?"

Kaden held onto his hand. He said nothing to the doctor but stared at him, unamused. If he did anything to hurt Kaz he'd kill him.

//protective sister and boyfriend
because chandra is his older sister now this decision is final-

"Oh I assure you I don't plan on hurting our little Kazoo here. You see, these are just to help me channel my ability, which happens to be healing." He looked at the tools for a moment before choosing one that looked like a large syringe, as well as a scalpel. "This should do." He took the scalpel and pulled up his sleeve, then opened the back of the syringe. He dragged the blade along his inner arm, and a strange blueish-black blood oozed from the cut and into the syringe. Kaz eyed him.

"You better fucking not. I hate needles."

(lol)

Kaden ran his hand up and down his arm in a soothing manner. And while he tried to seem calm and collected for Kaz, he was tense and ready to spring forward if he needed to.

The doctor frowned at him. "Oh suck it up, you wuss. Now take your ridiculous amount of jackets off or I won't be able to fix you." Kaz scowled at him but made an attempt at taking his jackets off. Unfortunately, he could barely move his arms.

"Help? Please?"

Kaden helped him gently take of his jacket. "Just keep your eyes on me darling and you'll be fine. Promise." He said softly.

Kaz nodded, and the doctor rolled his hoodie sleeve up until it exposed the cut on his shoulder. "This might sting a little," was the only warning they got before the doctor jammed the needle into the open wound. Kaz let out a shriek of pain and surprise, and he grabbed Kaden's hand in a death grip

Kaden bared his teeth at the doctor. He gripped his lover's hand tight and brushed bavk his hair. He leaned down and pressed his forehead to his. "Shh, I'm here."

In a moment, it was over. Kaz winced as the doctor took the syringe out and wrapped it in a towel, tossing it and the scalpel back in the bag. "Well Kazoo, that wasn't so bad. Next time you fall asleep you'll be happy and healthy." He turned to Kaden, fishing a small pouch out of his jacket. "As for you, take one of these for a few days and those ribs of yours will be good as new."

He hesitantly took the pouch and pocketed it. "If you're done now, I assume you know the way out?"

"You picked a rude one, eh? Better than a few of them, at least," the doctor said cheerfully. He tossed the impossibly large bag back on his shoulders. "Don't say I didn't do anything for you!" he called as he walked out the door.

"Fuck you too Cas," Kaz muttered, leaning against Kaden

He held him close, though was careful of his healing wounds. "Are you starting to feel better?" He asked softly.

"Little," he said, leaning back so he was resting his head on Kaden's shoulder. He frowned a little. "Y'know, you were holding a knife to my neck when we met, and now you're cuddling me. How does that happen?"

He kissed the top of his head. He shifted a little so he was comfortable. "I'm not sure. I set my sights on you and I got you. Stop questioning it."

//cause why not

Kaz chuckled. "Good t' know someone likes me." He looked down at his arm, watching a small bit of black blood ooze slowly down his arm, tracing the lines of his arms and making his tattoos shimmer oddly

(Yes that was the very same wiggle worm in his preferred alt form)

Kaden gebtly traced the tattoo, fascinated and horrified at what was happening. "Is this supposed to happen?" He asked.