You'll Just Have to Love a Criminal (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

Kace shook his head. "Christ, Ol, you're gonna plummet if you help me."

"I'll be fine. I live on campus anyway."

Kace shook his head again and focused on walking.

He gripped him tighter as he walked through the doors of the emergency room.

Kace sighed and warily looked around. "Look, I'm not in need or the ER."

"Yes, you very much are." He said sternly.

"No… no, Ol, I'm fine." Kace leaned off of Oliver quickly, which resulted in him flopping onto the ground.

He knelt next to him. "Kace, you can barely stand. I know nothing about first aid. You need a doctor's help."

"I need nothing of the sort!" Kace protested as he struggled to sit up.

He gave him a 'look', pulling him up. "Yes, you do."

"No, I don't. I'm just fine."

"Kace, you can barely stand."

"And you have stuff you need to pay off in your later life."

"Kace, I'll be fine. I doubt you will. Not allowed to die, remember?"

"I can die if I want to," Kace grunted stubbornly.

"NO." He snapped. "Kace, come on." He pleaded

"Fine… fine. Check me in, then."

He lugged him over to the desk. "Please help, my friend…" He paused when he realized he didn't know exactly what happened.

Kace shook his head. "I got cut in the shoulder by a gate point."
The attendant nodded. "Alright, come with me." They look at Oliver. "Do you wanna come?"

He nodded, walking along with them

They got him a room and undid the bandaging. They decided to put in stitches the next day and gave Kace a gown to change into.