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Grian taking way more sedatives than normal. He usually takes a few just to make him pass out in the middle of their little roleplay, that head rush as his body slowly goes limp and black creeps on the edges of his vision, unable to fight back as Mumbo cuts him up or fucks into him without remorse. It helps when Mumbo roughs him up, the adrenaline in his veins as his body believes he’s actually dying.

This time, Grian just slumps over suddenly, no build up. Mumbo had barely started, but Mumbo didn't stop. He left a few pretty cuts on Grian’s thighs, smearing the blood over his skin, even coating his own dick in it, mixing it with the lube on his cock. Grian is fully limp, not reacting as Mumbo sinks into him, his body giving no resistance against the intrusion. For a good while, Mumbo thinks nothing of it.

Grian feels a bit cold, it almost feels like he’s fucking Grian’s dead body, maybe he even cums in him before checking on Grian. His breath is wheezy, shallow. Mumbo fumbles to find his pulse, still in a haze from finishing in Grian, at the idea that Grian could actually be dead right now. His pulse is thready, weak under his fingers. Reality hits Mumbo hard, Grian could actually be fucking overdosing right now.

Now, this leads two separate ways.

Mumbo gives Grian just a little bit of Narcan, just enough for Grian’s breath to steady out, but he’s still out and it’s definitely not enough. Mumbo is still pretending that Grian is actually dead, his extremities are cold, the blood rushing to his internal organs, trying to keep them functional. He could kill Grian if he wanted to. And Grian’s only complaint would be that he died too fast.

Maybe he doesn’t even call an ambulance, just gives Grian more Narcan when he’s done. Maybe Grian is fucked up after, a bit of brain damage maybe from lack of enough oxygen. Mumbo could have a little pet to drug up and use, further worsening Grian’s functionality as a human being.

Or, Mumbo fully comes to and realizes Grian needs help. He gives Grian a proper dose of Narcan, holding him close as he calls an ambulance. He debates lying, that he found Grian like this, but he just came in Grian. So, he’s forced to tell the truth to the operator, that he and Grian were practicing incredibly unsafe sex and Grian might be overdosing. While his breathing gets stronger and his pulse isn’t as faint, Grian is still unconscious. While he always thought about this being a possibility, when faced with the idea that Grian might not wake up, or if he does he might not be the same.

Mumbo is just having the worst panic attack of his life, and when police show up, he genuinely believes he’s going to be arrested for manslaughter or something. The officers almost don’t know what to do with Mumbo once they get Grian in the ambulance and stabilized, it’s clear that Mumbo has Grian’s blood all over his hands and dick, and the fact he called the police trying to get Grian help speaks to the fact that Mumbo didn’t plan this.

They have Mumbo clean up a bit and Mumbo manages to direct officers to the documents with Grian’s medical information and a sort of waiver they made (upon Mumbo’s insistence) with Grian having signed that this was his idea and he was into really dangerous sex like this. It specifically mentions that Mumbo is the one he engages in this with.

The police really don’t know what to do with Mumbo, ultimately deciding to bring him into the police station overnight as Grian was intubated and couldn’t speak about whether or not this was consensual or if Mumbo had been part of Grian’s overdose. Mumbo constantly asks for updates, terrified that Grian is going to die in the hospital, that he won’t be there to support him. (And totally not to get off on watching him. Even though he would never admit that would make him hard.)

In the morning, Grian is stable enough to not be intubated, but he’s still quite delirious. Without any prompting, he’s asking where Mumbo is, saying that he needs to apologize for taking too many sedatives and that he thought he’d be okay. He just wanted to try to see how far their little roleplay could go.

With some more questioning from the nurses and an officer, they decide that Mumbo isn’t a threat to Grian for the time being, and the cuts that Grian had were superficial at best. When Mumbo is allowed to go into Grian’s room, Grian is passed out. Mumbo can only imagine what Grian looked like intubated, a tube shoved down his throat to keep him alive, a bandage wrapped around his left elbow where they must have had an IV in the ambulance, there’s one in his right arm now, in the crook of his inner elbow. There’s so many wires on his chest, tracking every heart beat, every breath.