- breaking with every breath -

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Oxzy's head was leaned up against the villain's knee that was under his head. He was still holding onto Pierce's hand that was once holding the cup of water. He knew that the villain could easily push away, overpower him in any way.

Instead, Pierce let the hero hold onto his arm.

Oxzy pulled away, shaking his head when the villain peered into his eyes. "I'm dirty, why let me on your- damn bed..?" The hero coughed, talking made his throat burn.

"Well, I'm not letting you sleep on the ground like this." Pierce shook his head, his smile a little faint. He watched Oxzy's reactions, and the hero tried to steer away from him. His body was too weak, so he could do nothing but avoid his eyes.

His face was drenched with sweat, his eyes were red with tears coming down. The water must have hurt his throat, it must have been painful to take so much in like that. The villain felt bad, wondering what happened for his throat to hurt so much.

"Can you stand?" Pierce moved back, sitting on the end of his bed with his hand on Oxzy's shoulder.

The hero looked back, his words caught in his throat. He shook his head a bit hesitant. Not knowing what to respond with. The villain smiled lightly, moving forward his arm went under Oxzy's hips and shoulders, hoisting him up.

"Mgh!" The hero winced, bouncing his body forward made his skin rub each other, causing more pain. He felt the villain carry him outside his room, holding him close with ease.

The hero grabbed at his neck, wrapping his arm around his shoulders. He hoped it would make the pain less bad when being moved around. It didn't, but he didn't let go of Pierce's shoulder. Instead, he held more tightly, biting his lip to suppress the painful whimpers while clawing at his shoulders.

The villain didn't mind. With Oxzy in a weak state, there was no pain he felt with the hero's grip on his shoulders.

It felt oddly strange. The hero was really weak right now, in his arms with nothing to fight back with. The villain was used to fighting back, he enjoyed that part. Now, the hero couldn't even fight him.

He felt pity and anger. Anger was hiding there, it was a rage not directed at the hero, but whoever did this to him.

He hoped that a warm bath could help him heal. Maybe if he was comfortable for a few minutes then he would start to heal. He hoped it would be it, but if he was really drugged with something so strong that it made his immune system break.. Then it would be a while for him to heal.

The villain made his way in the bathroom. Oxzy took in the fact that it was very clean. It was like the villain didn't even use it, maybe he didn't, or he was just a clean freak. His room was also pretty clean. Not as much as the bathroom, but livable.

The hero was gently set inside the tub. As gently as Pierce set him down, he still cried in pain.

"Fagh! Mgh..." He moved his hand down to hold his chest. Burning was coming from his lower part, it felt irritated to be rubbed against each other.

"Sorry," Pierce smiled while sitting beside the tub.

"Fuh.. You..." Oxzy replied back, squeezing his eyes shut.

"Yeah, yeah, fuck me." Pierce shook his head, repeating Oxzy words. He waited for the hero to look comfortable, the pain was coming from below him. Pierce didn't want to see what it looked like, he could just tell it was bad with the rest of his body looking a mess.

Oxzy's face slowly began to relax. His tense shoulders moved down with a small breath escaping his lips.

When Pierce felt it was alright, he moved forward, grabbing the hero's black shirt and began to take it off him. Oxzy turned his head in surprise. He couldn't fight back with Pierce, the villain gently tore the shirt off his thin frame.

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