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Your character has either been injured/sick and had to be taken in (possibly against their will) or has been the one to help somebody like the former. Through the mending process, the two characters in a thread have fallen in love - or at least grown closer and more affectionate.
[ A sea of green beckons him from below, the wind rushes over his skin, and his crimson fabric flaps violently as Cloud rushes toward the earth. The trees seem to move like water, each leaf shook in a rhythm which made the gust of wind visible as it moved fluidly over the tops of trees. Birds looked like dragonflies, small and quick as they glide through the space between him and the trees. He imagined they were a part of the trees, like turtles swimming beneath the surface of the sea.
That was the last thought, the last vision, he had before Cloud blacked out.
He wouldn't know how long he was out there, in the wilderness, in the forest, or what it took for Leon to find him. He did know, however, that he was in a bed as he kept waking up here and there to look around before falling back asleep. How long he's been recuperating like that was another mystery, he hadn't yet been conscious for much longer than a few minutes.
This time, however, when he opened his eyes it was with significant more awareness than the previous times. ]
( instead of responding to your PM, i'm gonna say: U GO ON AHEAD WITH A STARTER. furiosa can be the hurt one, maybe Symm finds her somewhere. i think we can combine mad max with overwatch pretty easily. )
[The world falling down on them had been a rude awakening. It is difficult to laugh and play games when the love of your life is a bloody doll in your arms. She has to get smart quick because while saving herself isn't an issue, Matthew's existence is far more fragile. It isn't chance that they find themselves washed out of a hole in a ground. Elektra fights to get them there as quickly as she can.
She tosses him over her shoulder and makes the walk to a safehouse she barely remembers purchasing as a teenager. From there all she has to do is keep on task. She cleans them both up without worrying about modesty. She knows infection looms for one of them. She works like a woman possessed to get ahead of all the little mortal problems that Matthew faces. There are wounds that need to be sanitized, stitched, and covered.
The end product leaves him in the master bed, naked save for all the bandages covering him and a blanket to keep warm. Elektra naps lightly in a nearby chair clad in a silk robe while he rests. A sword is propped up next to her for added protection they don't need. She is the weapon. They're unlikely to be found here. She still finds herself paranoid about ending up in another white room.]
(It's Seunwoo's turn to take care of the professional drunk; only a few nights ago was he stumbling out of the club with his arm around the other man and so lovingly fed wonderfully greasy food. Now, he's sitting alongside the pale man who's obviously nursing one hell of a migraine. He's made good on his previous promise - raspberry mousse in tow - but right now he's currently dabbing Eliot's forehead with a cold, wet cloth.)
I swear you didn't drink nearly as much as usual...
(Or maybe he just was paying attention to other things instead of how much booze Eliot was packing away. Like his ass. That's probably what happened but he's going to act like it wasn't. With a soft sigh, he dips the cloth back into the bowl of cold water to refresh it and then lays it gently over his friend's forehead.)
Here, drink some tea.
(In his country tea and ginger ginseng soup were the go-to hangover cures so he's brought them both with him to help care for Eliot after his bender. Now, he's slowly trying to help him sit up to sip from the cold green tea he's brewed for him. Of course there's plenty of sugar syrup in there because he knows how the magician loves his sweets.)
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