TW

The sounds of beating and laughter filled the alleyway as two men beat Charles Lee with no mercy. A tall guy -- Dallon -- and a guy with a sleeve of tattoos on one arm -- Brendon. Charles was gasping for air and tears were flowing down his cheeks. 

The two men continued to kick and punch Charles, particularly in the stomach, until a different voice filled the alley, "Hey! Leave him alone!" The voice was familiar to Charles, but he was too weak to think about who it was.

"What are /you/ going to do?" said another voice. The other man just laughed. Then there was another sound of groaning and thudding. And just as Charles picked up his head, the two men were already down the alley, Brendon being carried by Dallon. 

"Charles! Are you okay??" it was Samuel. Charles smiled a bit. "S-sammy," Charles whispered hoarsely. Samuel looked panicked. He sat on his knees next to Charles, cradling him.

"Fuck. I shouldn't have left you alone."

"I'm a terrible boyfriend,"

"This town is horrible! I should've known better."

"Fuck."

"S-samuel!" Charles finally mustered the strength to say, "I'm f-fine. Stop worrying. It's n-not your fault,"

"Yes, it is! I should've called George -- people know not to mess with him," Samuel started panicking again, "Now you're beaten so badly, I might have to take you to the hospital!"

Charles wanted to say something, but couldn't, so he just laid his head in Samuel's lap until he felt stronger. Samuel just stroked his cheeks and hair, muttering incoherently.

Finally Charles felt strong enough to start an actual conversation with Samuel. "Samuel, let's just go home. You can patch me up,"

"But, I don't have enough experience to mend broken bones!" Samuel's eyes welled with tears. Charles slowly sat up.

"None of my bones are broken, sweetheart," Charles said softly. Samuel opened his mouth to say something, but chose not to, so he closed it again. He stood up and then picked Charles up bridal style, carrying him to his car that was parked messily by the curb.

Samuel carefully placed Charles into the passenger seat, ignoring his protests as he helped buckle him in. Charles rolled his eyes slightly as Samuel made his way to his own side.

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As soon as the two made it into the house, Samuel hurried Charles into the bathroom so he can get patched up. Samuel hurriedly pulled off Charles' ripped up shirt to reveal many cuts and bruises and a few burn marks.

"Oh, baby..." Samuel said shakily. He grabbed a rag from the sink and soaked it with water. He started cleaning the dry blood. Charles winced in pain every once in a while, making Samuel shoot an apologetic look. Once he was finished, Samuel kissed Charles' chest softly. 

"Is there anything on your legs?" Samuel asked urgently, placing a hand on Charles' thigh softly. Charles shook his head and blushed slightly. Samuel removed his hand quickly.

Samuel reached under the cabinet to get gauze and other material to clean the cuts. Again, Charles would wince while the cuts were being cleaned. Samuel would kiss every wound after cleaning it in hopes of helping Charles feel less pain, which worked slightly.

(Time skip brought to you by my dumbass not really knowing how to clean wounds.)

Once Samuel finished cleaning his wounds and wrapping the gauze around him, Charles wrapped his arms around Samuel's neck. He smashed his lips onto Samuel's in sloppier manner than usual, but Samuel wasn't protesting. They kissed for a while before they had to break apart for oxygen.

Oxygen is stupid, Charles thought vaguely. 

"Charles, I love you. I love you so much and I swear that I'm never going to leave you alone like that again," Samuel said sweetly, making Charles melt. "I love you too, so much, Sammy."

Samuel kissed Charles again quickly and softly, but just as passionately.

"I'm tired. Let's lay down, yeah?" Charles yawned. Samuel giggled and nodded. The men walked to their room, laying down and cuddling with other.

"I love you," Samuel whispered into Charles' hair. 

"I love you too,"

They fell asleep easily, feeling safe I'm each other's arms. 

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Right so this is probably shite but I'm actually kinda proud of this.

Thanks for reading

~T