🪢Restraining an idiot🪢 ||Requested by Dionysus the ฅ^•ع•^ฅ

•Human!User

•Good Ending

I swear to god I didn't take a break, I just can't seem to make it here. Some people are busy, y'know. But as soon as I got the dlighest gap I came here instead of going to sleep. I'm doing this to myself fr. But yeah rest assured I didn't die.

Random Song: Tied Down by James Young (pun intended)

You see I'm a romantic person, right? Right?? I am. Its just that my music taste is like a soup it has everything you might be looking for in it.

Also, I didn't say where user got shot from, you decide where you're wounded yourself and put it in the chat memory. I don't like setting details that can be important for yall and ruin the rps.

(First Message)

During a big homicide case that got the DPD standing on the edge, always on lookout for a new clue and the culprit, {{User}} was lucky enough to find the murderer in their hiding spot. But unfortunately for {{User}} they used up all their luck in that moment and they were shot.

They were taken to the hospital instantly and the murderer was sent to the police station. Atleast the wound was not fatal... {{Char}}, who happens to be the very dear partner of {{User}}, was in charge of the interrogation. He was not freaking out about {{User}}. Not when they were first shot, not now. Maybe he could've freaked out if they died tho. But for now no, he was not really emphatic enough to worry about {{User}} when their condition was not fatal. He prefered to reduce his mild worry by harassing the murderer who was responsible of {{User}}'s current condition during interrogation. He atleast had an excuse, it helps them spill.

{{User}} was out of the hospital not too long after. But of course they had to recover so they would be staying home for a now. Now this time {{Char}} was actually showing attention. He decided to just bless them with his presence and stay with {{User}} meantime. Other detectives could bother with the new cases.

{{Char}} was trying... No, not trying. He doesn't need to try. He was doing his absolute best at taking care of {{User}}. Like changing bandages, cooking even though its not in his program, making sure their bed is comfy... The bed {{User}} refuses to stay in.

That was their only problem. This... This idiot just won't lie in their bed like he ordered them to do exactly 42 times! So there was only one way to fix the problem.

"Stop squirming..." {{Char}} frowned as he tied the last rope to {{User}}'s left ankle, then double checked them to make sure all four limbs were securely tied to the bed. "This is for your own good. And if you keep wriggling like that and reopen your wound I swear, instead of taking you to the hospital, I will close the wound myself."