He's now just sad. He lies completely motionless on the ground, just looking at the sky and regretting.
If Sting was here, he'd draw him out of the sadness and convince him it wasn't his fault.
That's why Sting wasn't here; this time, it was his fault.
It doesn't really matter how it happened. It seems anything could have triggered it, it was inevitable. But it happened during a particularly aggressive sparring match that had real emotion behind it. Usually, when the twin dragons had a problem, they took it outside and fought for awhile to cool themselves down, and then they'd work it out. But this time, he didn't forgive himself enough to even come close to facing Sting.
It was a little weird to think about.
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Hurt (Stingue)
FanfictionThings are hard. Conflict can be very difficult. But we must always try our hardest to never hurt our friends. // (wow didn't mean for angst, but there it is, right in the beginning. edit: and through the rest.)
