@ofurizen said : 🩸
It's late, or rather early in the morning when they notice a presence outside the front door. Although Adrian is hardly unaccustomed to company at odd hours of the day, the sight of V on the other side is . . . unexpected to say the least, let alone the fact he's covered in blood. Layers of it. But wordlessly and without hesitation they guide him past the threshold of the entrance and over to the nearby couch.
Whether it's their home out in the countryside or their apartment here in the city, Adrian always makes a point to be prepared. There's protective covering draped over the cushions where V settles down, for situations just like these. They never know when they'll have to play doctor in the dangerous world they live in.
Adrian lowers to their knees to examine him carefully, traces of red already staining the blue silk of their nightgown. "Is . . . any of it yours?" The blood. It's hard to tell where any of it ends or begins, where flesh might be torn. "Are you hurt anywhere?"
