"Sorry for what?" He whispers, finishing up with wrapping his wounds. He gently kisses Thatchers bandages. "Let's get you to the bed so you can relax." He says gently.
The Bound (One on One) (Closed).
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“Sorry for breaking the rules..” Thatcher answered. Halo was technically still in charge of him. It was maybe just an old habit. “I killed someone without permission. This was my punishment..”
Halo smiles a little. "Self defense, was it not?" He asks, hoisting the other up. "Let's go, love." He says gently.
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“It was, but still.. I could have just knocked them out, but I was being stupid,” Thatcher said. He hissed with pain when Halo helped him up, pain shooting through his spine.
"Shhhh. I've got you." Halo says softly, helping Thatcher to the bedroom. "I've got you." He whispers. If only he hadn't been caught.
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Thatcher eventually got to the bedroom. He sank onto the berm laying on his stomach. He sighed softly, jaw clenched in slight pain. He just wanted to pass out and sleep. He was in so much pain… But it was worth it.
Halo sits beside him running a hand comfortingly through his hair. "I'm so sorry, babe…" He whispers quietly.
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“You don’t need to be sorry,” Thatcher mumbled. “I would do it again, I have to keep you safe,” he said.
Halo sighs quietly. "Still." He whispers. He continued to run a hand mindlessly through Thatcher's hair.
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“Come here,” Thatcher mumbled after a moment. He gave Halo’s arm a small tug, wanting the other to lay down in the bed with him.
Halo lays down obediently, smiling a little. His eyes were filled with concern as he lay there. "Are you sure you're okay?" He whispers, running a gentle hand along Thatchers cheek gently.
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(Sorry that I was gone for a bit, I needed a mental health break)
“It hurts, but I will be okay. They aren’t life threatening.” Thatcher murmured quietly. He relaxed slightly under Halo’s touch as he stayed laying on his stomach, his eyes occasionally drooping a bit.
(It's fine, we all need those)
Halo nods and smiles softly. "Rest. You need it." He says quietly, gazing at Thatcher lovingly. He sighs quietly as he relaxes into the bed and next to the other. "I love you." He mutters.
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Thatcher shifted a bit and reached out, wrapping his arm around Halo. “I love you, too,” he mumbled in response. He tilted his head so he was able to press a quick kiss to the others cheek.
Halo smiles, nuzzling into the others shoulder.
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Thatcher wished he could sleep, now. He wanted to rest, as he felt completely exhausted from loosing a lot of blood.
Halo looks up at Thatcher, his eyes concerned. "Are you going to be okay, Thatcher?" He asks quietly.
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Thatcher squinted his eyes open again, looking over at Halo. “I’ll be okay… I just need to rest and heal for a while. The injuries won’t heal as fast, but they will eventually.”
Halo nods and takes a small breath, holding the other gently. He hated seeing Thatcher in pain. "I will always take care of you." He whispers.
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Thatcher gave Halo one of his rare, barely there smiles. “Thank you,” he mumbled.
"Of course." He whispers softly, kissing Thatchers cheek.
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(Do you want to skip to a bit later?)
(Sure)
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Thatcher had felt like he had drifted off, his eyes shut as a feeling of calm had washed over him. But he knew that wasn’t possible. He was just momentarily forgtetting about the agonizing pain he felt in his back. His eyes snapped open, and he saw that it was a bit dark outside. Had he really laid there in Halo’s bed for most of the day?
Halo was resting beside him, sleeping peacefully as he was curled up next to Thatcher. He gives a little sigh in his sleep, smiling a little..
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Thatcher tilted his head down a bit, looking down at Halo. He smiled faintly and brushed his lips against Halo’s forehead in an affectionate way before settling again.
Halo slowly opened an eye, smiling a little when he saw Thatcher. "Morning." He says sleepily, kissing the others cheek.
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Thatcher glacned back down at Halo when he heard the other’s voice. “It’s not morning just yet. It’s late, though,” he said softly.
Halo shrugs sleepily before cracking a smile. "Oh well." He mumbles, sighing happily as he rests beside his lover, looking over him. "how are your wounds? Are they at least a little bit better than before?"
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“Not sure. They won’t head as easily as my others, and they still hurt like hell,” Thatcher said. He gave a slight huff as he tugged Halo closer to him, not wanting to move.