“ there's nothing left to say now.”

Nathaniel sounded worried that Corbin was sick, but said that he was happy to take care of him while Cyrus was at training. He headed over while Corbin was asleep again.

Cyrus left, heading to what he thought was a simple training order. But when he got there the only people out there were high-ranking guards and his father. “ shit..” he said weakly to himself. He knew he was in for a world of just from the last training session.

Nathaniel soothed Corbin after he woke up, explaining the situation to him and getting him some soup, which he insisted on feeding him. He helped him get dressed in fresh comfortable clothes despite Corbin's protesting and settled him in bed again.

After the day Cyrus came home covered in cuts and bruises. His white shirt was no longer practically white, it was a dirty pink from sweat blood and dirt

Nathaniel looked up when Cyrus came in, his smile quickly fading when he saw him. He got to his feet, leaving Corbin asleep in his bed. "Cyrus, what happened?" He asked softly so as to not wake Corbin.

Cyrus sighed “ dad trained me today” He said softly and tries to cover the cuts “ I'll be fine. Just tired “

"No, no… come with me. You can't just ignore injuries like these." Nathaniel sighed softly and gently took Cyrus by the wrist to take him into the bathroom. He pulled out the first aid kit and started to clean the wounds.

Cyrus would flinch every time Nathaniel would touch his skin. He still seemed a bit out of it from the battle

Nathaniel spoke to Cyrus softly to soothe him as he cleaned the wounds. He'd had a lot of wounds like these himself. Eventually, he carefully pulled off Cyrus' shirt so he could tend to the wounds underneath as well and toss the shirt in the wash.

The one's underneath Cyrus’s shirt were quite a bit deeper. He looked from the bathroom and into corbins room. He let a worried sigh slip

Nathaniel winced when he saw the wounds, but only paused for a moment before he continued. Soon, he had bandaged Cyrus up. "There… does that feel better?"

“ y..yeah, thanks..” he mumbled and went to his bag to grab a loose t-shirt.

Nathaniel nodded quietly and followed after Cyrus, leaving the bathroom door open so it was accessible to Corbin. Upon looking at him more closely, he looked… strangely young. Although he was in his forties, he looked exactly as he had when he was in his twenties due to how angels aged compared to avians. "Corbin is doing alright for now…" He said softly. "He threw up a couple of times, but I got him to eat something and he's in fresh clothes now."

“ do you have any idea when he’ll get any better ?” he asked with a tone of worry.

Nathaniel tilted his head from side to side, considering. "Mm… I'd say he probably just had a stomach bug, so… a day or two, maybe? Hard to say. I don't get sick very often myself."

“ neither do I.. “ he said and sat to prune any broken or dead feathers.

Nathaniel sat down beside Corbin on the bed, gently running his fingers through his son's hair. If someone didn't know them, they might assume the two of them were brothers solely based on their looks. "He hasn't been too bad, has he?"

“ he's been in a lot of pain, “ cyrus said and laid down next to corbin, knowing the other would wake sooner or later and ask for him.

Nathaniel sighed softly, gently brushing his fingers against Corbin's cheek. "Hopefully he'll be feeling better soon… you've been giving him meds, right?"

“ Yeah, I've been trying my hardest to get his pain to stop..” he sighed, holding his side to try and help ease some pain from the bruises

Nathaniel nodded. "There's not much more you can do now. Make sure you take some meds yourself, alright?"

“All right” he said softly and wrapped his arms around corbin.

Corbin stirred a little when Cyrus hugged him, but soon settled back down, just turning around in his sleep to huddle closer to him. "If you two are alright, I should probably head out then." Nathaniel said with a soft smile.

Cyrus nodded “ okay, thanks for looking after corbin.. And patching me up.” he said the last part softly. He’d only hope that Nathaniel didn't say anything about how rough the training really was to his husband.

"Of course. Come back to visit soon, will you?" Nathaniel bowed politely and headed out of the apartment to go home. After a while, Corbin started stirring again, mumbling Cyrus' name in his sleep.

“ I'm here, I'm back home love..” he said softly, rubbing corbins back

"Mmnh…" Corbin huddled closer into Cyrus' warmth, taking another couple of minutes to groggily open his eyes. "Mm…?"

Cyrus whined a bit when corbin scooted closer “ ouch, babe be careful..”

"Sorry…" Corbin mumbled before seeming confused. "Wait, why? Are you hurt or something? How did you manage that?" He asked.

“ dad went pretty rough.. Your dad made me sit and he wrapped them.”