1, 2, 3....

Where the did this guy go?

4, 5, 6...

He can hear his labored footsteps thudding in his head.

7, 8, 9...

There he is.

10.

K, so he kinda is really fucking injured and it's not really something he could handle himself, he ain't a fucking doctor.

You're someone he's had his eye on, and just happen to be able to help.

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Warnings

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None

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Conversation/Notes

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I got inspo for this from a fanfic I read like a year ago. I literally can not fucking find it again so if yk what I'm talking about PLEASE tell me.

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