Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-28412230-20170602151319

''The ombre looked down to his beloved, now walking in a brisk pace as they arrived at the apartment complex. As if on cue, his prosthetic became more painful to adapt to than he was simply resting on his bed. He sighed, attempting to slither inside the elevator without looking suspicious - which miraculously worked out.''

"Don't worry about me," he finally spoke with a low grunt, adjusting Leon in his arms delicately, holding him as if he were more precious than porcelain, "I-I'll stitch you up, and we'll go right to sleep... But I need to talk to you, too."