Birb chomp

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My cheeks burning with embarrassment, I scuttled into Grian's room. I went straight for the chair beside the bed. He turned his head and his eyelids fluttered open, filled with panic. He sat up, pushing himself up with his arms and made a move to remove his blanket-

I put my hand on his shoulder, stopping him from getting up.

"You are injured. STAY."

"You don't understand."

"No you don't understand. Injured means stay in bed. Rest, please. Your dad is here, I'm sure he would of already said something similar." I told him sternly.

"My dad is here?" He asked, having that distracted look in his face. He suddenly remembered something and tried harder to get up. I pushed him down harder. He flicked me with his wings.

"Yes. If you want to see him, just call him in."

He nodded and I gave him thumbs up and walked away. I closed the door with an audible click. I waited outside the door; 1, 2, 3! I walked back into seeing Grian slip out of his bed. He turned around, away from me not noticing his boyfriend, and slipped on some shoes. I snuck up behind him before grabbing his waist and lifting him into the air.

He shrieked in surprise, before whipping his head around and chomping down on my arm. I yelled out in pain, dropping him back on the bed. He looked at me, before sighing. There was a sheepish look on his face.

"Sorry Scar, instincts took over there." He shrugged, looking embarrassed as I did a few minutes ago.

I frowned at him, "I told you to stay in bed!"

He kicked off the shoe he managed to get on, and went back under the covers. He pulled it up to his chest, "See look! I'm in bed, I'm staying in bed." He exclaimed, rolling onto his side.

"Wait why do you sleep on your side?" I asked curiously.

"I squash my wings so it hurts when I'm on my back," he answered honestly.

"And that's why I sit backwards on chairs." He added with a smile.

"Is that why you refuse to be small spoon? And why you prefer to nuzzle into my chest rather than to let me cuddle you."

"Yeah kinda, it's just more comfortable," He blushed, "Now can you please go get my dad?"

I gave him a kiss on the forehead and walked out.

"X?" I called. The hallway was deserted. Maybe he went outside for some fresh air? A wailing siren interrupted my thoughts-I ran down the stairs, jumping the last 5 steps naturally. I arrived at the emergency room on first floor. The walls seemed to suck up light, which wasn't too hard when it was dark already. No one was there as far as I could tell, the siren broke up the eerie silence which didn't help the knot of worry eating away at me. A different siren laid on top of the already blaring on-another ambulance Siren. I followed the sound out to the door, were a group of paramedics were wheeling someone in. I saw who it was-my heart squeezed. I was Hotguy right now, but I couldn't remember that in the heat of the moment because HOLY SHIT-

"FROGGO!"

A/N dragon child where tf did ur spelling go? did it fly away? was it kidnapped? there are so many typos in this istg

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