[ regardless of the organ damage, heine also can't help thinking that badou is going to fucking murder him if he catches wind of this. let him catch a single whisper of what's happening right now, and heine might be dead for real, even if it isn't the fall that kills him.
the grip to his head takes him by surprise, but heine has scant seconds to realize what's happening before midnight hits the ground with a noise that can only be best described as a squeak. heine hits the ground too, but more gently than he would have without the vampire-shaped cushion beneath him—a knee on the concrete that scrapes off the top layer of skin even through his denim, a shoulder that immediately dislocates under heine's own body weight. but not his head, which is pillowed somewhat undignifiedly on midnight's chest. ]
Fuck me. [ heine groans and uses his good arm to push himself up to a semi-sitting position. his knee hurts. his fucking shoulder hurts. but that's a comparatively short catalogue of injuries in comparison to what it could have been, that's for sure. ] Give me a second—
[ he grits his teeth, braces his shoulder, and shoves the dislocated joint back into place. ]
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the grip to his head takes him by surprise, but heine has scant seconds to realize what's happening before midnight hits the ground with a noise that can only be best described as a squeak. heine hits the ground too, but more gently than he would have without the vampire-shaped cushion beneath him—a knee on the concrete that scrapes off the top layer of skin even through his denim, a shoulder that immediately dislocates under heine's own body weight. but not his head, which is pillowed somewhat undignifiedly on midnight's chest. ]
Fuck me. [ heine groans and uses his good arm to push himself up to a semi-sitting position. his knee hurts. his fucking shoulder hurts. but that's a comparatively short catalogue of injuries in comparison to what it could have been, that's for sure. ] Give me a second—
[ he grits his teeth, braces his shoulder, and shoves the dislocated joint back into place. ]
Now I'm good. Are you?