i want to keep you safe. that's all. ( to august ! )
he keeps his eyes down, the only thing keeping his head from joining in is the hold rhydian has on his chin, angling it upwards to inspect all the cuts and bruises on his face in the harsh bathroom light. it's not fun. rhy's one of the few people allowed to do this for him, had it been pretty much anyone else he'd have bolted before it'd have even happened. his boyfriend is the only one he's capable of being vulnerable around, especially when he knows that with all of rhy's fancy powers it's not like he's ever going to be returning that favor.
"1-10 how mad do you think el would be if she found out?" most of his normally amused tone is nowhere to be found. he's not nearly suicidal enough to let her know what happened and if rhydian did he'd be trapped in the dog house for a month, same goes for if he told literally anyone. his injuries were his only... and rhy's, but that's it that's where he draws the line. the others would make too big of a deal of the entire thing. being one of two humans in a group sucks when you're accident-prone and everyone else just instantly heals up.
