TW'S:
- Blood
- Injury Description
The explosion blew up, sending debris flying into the air.
Along with 3 lives lost.
Jimmy, Ren, and Skizz.
Martyn couldn't control the horrified gasp that left his mouth as he looked at the ground, where his lover stood not moments ago, now a crater. Behind him, he heard Grian and Scar laughing in joy, while Scott and Big B stood frozen in the ground. Scott turned to Grian and Scar, horror still written all over his face.
"You just killed Jimmy! This morning , he was green, now he's red!" Martyn heard him shout, but he couldn't focus on anything. The shouting behind him slowly turned into a buzzing, and Martyn couldn't control himself. Grabbing his bow, he pulled an arrow back and sent it flying into Scar's shoulder. He knew that Scar really didn't do anything, but he wanted to show Grian and Scar that he might as well just declare war on them. Scar flinched in surprise, quickly pulling the arrow out, while Grian looked at him, anger now in his eyes.
"Why would you do that, Martyn!" He shouted, the laughing boy minutes ago now gone.
"You guys killed the King. We will be declaring war." Martyn stated coldly, and turned to walk away. He heard Grian starting to yell at him, and Scar trying to calm him down, but he didn't listen.
All he thought about was his King, Ren.
It was clear that Scott and Big B had left, and Martyn could faintly hear the continuing laughter coming from the Desert Duo. He didn't care for them, they were enemies now.
When Martyn passed the crater, he choked back a sob, staring into the area where his lover was before he was blasted. Walking through the entrance into Dogwarts, the front door blasted, Martyn's only mission was to find his King.
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"Ren? Where are you?" Martyn called, walking the hallways of the Dogwarts castle. He continued to walk around, until he heard small sounds of pain coming from Ren's bedroom. Quickly opening the door, Martyn froze as he saw the state that Ren was in.
The Dogwarts King was sitting on his bed, trying to carefully take his shirt off. Martyn saw the amount of burns and wounds that was hidden by his shirt, and his left arm was completely burned and injured. There was also a small burn crawling up Ren's neck, and it was clear that Ren's left side was facing the blast, as the right side was unharmed. Still seeing how badly injured Ren was, Martyn's heart shattered at the sight of his King.
"Ren.?" Martyn called out, trying not to scare Ren. Ren looked up, and he tried to form a smile, but pain quickly took over.
"Hello there, Martyn." Ren mumbled, and he tried to wave, but hissed in pain. His whole body was sore, with waves of pain soaring through his body.
"Ren, are you alright?" Martyn cried when he saw Ren hiss in pain. He rushed over, and quickly checked Ren over.
"I'm alright. Can't say the same for my left side though." Ren managed, and he yelped slightly when Martyn touched the burn on his neck slightly.
"Well you're certainly not alright." Martyn replied, helping Ren up, so his injuries wouldn't bleed all over the bed. Ren yelped in pain as Martyn did his best to carefully rest Ren against the wall. When Ren was sat down, Martyn rushed over to the chests to find healing supplies.
Walking over back to Ren, Martyn took notice of the fact that Ren's shirt was half on, and Ren was still trying to take it off, despite his body screaming in protest. Martyn sighed slightly, Ren could be stubborn at time, and he wouldn't care about his injuries.
"Here, let me help." Martyn offered, carefully peeling the bloody shirt off, and Ren winced in pain once again. Martyn muttered a quick apology, before getting to work.
Taking the water bottle, Martyn unscrewed the cap and poured it all over Ren's burn injuries. Ren gasped, feeling the water hit his burned skin, but he knew that it was for the best. Martyn kissed Ren on the cheek, giving him a quick apology, before grabbing the bandages and healing potion.
Carefully, as gentle as he could, Martyn dabbed some of the healing potion over Ren's injuries, and Ren didn't protest, as the potion provided relief for the injuries. Ripping a small piece of the bandage off, Martyn wrapped the cloth around Ren's neck, before moving onto his arm and side.
As Martyn bandaged the rest of the injuries, Ren studied the way Martyn made this look easy. Sure, Ren could heal is own injuries, but Martyn made it look like a doctor did it. Ren tilted his head to the side, and Martyn glanced up briefly, chuckling slightly as he saw Ren studying him. Ren noticed that Martyn was watching him too, and his face quickly turned dark red.
"What are you looking at?" Martyn jokingly asked, and Ren turned his head away, hiding his face from view. He continued to feel and hear Martyn bandaging his injuries, and at one point, heard a rip of fabric. Turning around, Ren's eyes quickly found themselves staring at the place where Martyn ripped part of his shirt off, and he blushed slightly, glancing at the exposed skin. Martyn laughed softly, noticing Ren's flustered expression, and finished patching up his injuries. Since he didn't use much of the healing potion, he held the rest out to Ren for him to drink. Ren quickly took it, and drowned the rest of the bottle, relief washing over his face and body as the potion made contact with his system.
Slowly and carefully, to not hurt Ren, Martyn reached out and rubbed his torso up and down. Ren shivered with Martyn's touch, and pulled him closer. Martyn smiled, kissing Ren on the cheek, and Ren went red again, trying to hide his face. Laughing now, Martyn pulled Ren's face back into view as he started into Ren's eyes, and Ren did the same.
"Martyn?" Ren asked, tilting his head to the side once again.
"Ren." Martyn replied, leaning in closer and closed the gap between the two. Ren almost jumped in surprise before he snapped back, running his fingers through Martyn's messy blond hair. He heard Martyn gasp slightly, planting his hands on Ren's chest, before pushing him back aginst the wall slightly.
Eventually, when air became an issue, the two pulled apart, breathing heavily. Their chests heaved from the lack of air, and they both had stupid smiled on their faces.
"Are you feeling better now, love?" Martyn asked, and Ren blushed at the nickname.
"Yeah, I feel better now." Ren muttered, pulling Martyn closer, closing his eyes.
"Do you want to go sleep for a bit?" Martyn asked, standing up, extending a hand for Ren. Ren gracefully took it, pulling himself up, leaning against Martyn. Martyn walked over to the closet nearby, and pulled out a hoodie for Ren. At first, Ren didn't know why Martyn was giving him a hoodie, before remembering that he didn't have a shirt on. Pulling the hoodie over his head, Ren walked over to his bed, laying down with Martyn next to him. Martyn pulled his King close, planting a kiss to his forehead, drifting off to sleep.
"I love you, Ren.."
"Love you too, Martyn.."
The King and his hand, the two lovers fell asleep like that, both together, and all they needed was each other, and no one else.
Written on April 19 - April 20