#orphxnking

    Ever so gently, Xiro placed a hand upon Will’s shoulder and pressed, firmly pinning him so he would not attempt to get up. “No, Will, you’ve been hurt very badly. You need to lie still so I can tend to your wound. If you move too much, you’ll undo all of my hard work.” He had finally managed to stop the bleeding; it had taken a lot of his concentration and all of his healing magic to do just that much. Luckily, he had the tools on hand to mend it manually. He huffed. Had they been closer to the castle, the healers would have had this taken care of long ago. “You’re out of danger, but you can easily reverse that if you’re not careful, so do us both a favor and don’t move, hm?”

     It was a struggle to breathe. Pain attacked him from all sides, making it difficult to concentrate and causing him to begin to panic. But he heard the words, felt a strong hand upon his arm. It was enough. He tried to focus on these things instead of the agony that ripped him apart.      “Will…?”

when ur hubby is back from hiatus @orphxnking 

yesss thank you, i remember this now

//this is the lee i know and love

//Thanks loser B)

                    As much as those words were MEANT to hurt, or to at least anger the mage he was more disappointed than anything as he looked at Will, but he stepped closer, a finger to his lips. ❝ Shut UP. ❞ Brown eyes were STARING at him among many other eyes, but it was Will’s gaze he was caught in. Didn’t he understand that it wasn’t just about him? He was HAPPY around Will, and no lover could get a bond like the one they shared. ❝ Only a CHILD would think the world is all about them, Will, I thought you’d GROWN UP -- no, keep your pout SHUT as I speak -- THINK for a moment about me, that I may have chosen a path here that’s important to ME, and that I chose the love between teacher and pupil over something FLEETING. Will, this country has shown me that I’m not wrong, and that I CAN love however I want, please let me experience that on MY OWN TERMS. ❞

                    At first there was a HOPE that Will would clear his head and SEE HIM as he was -- his husband, the current ruler of Albion while his partner was withering away. He’d been at his bedside as much as he could after Will’s latest fit, but he KNEW that he was losing him, bit by bit. ❝ My mistake, I’m sorry, but you look a lot alike, ❞ he said while he felt his heart shatter in his chest, holding back tears as he instead smiled at him, hiding his pain, HIDING the want to kiss him now that he had opened his eyes again. He reached for the goblet next to the bed and brought it to Will’s lips. He wondered if he even knew that he was a KING, or where he was in his memories. He was still TOO YOUNG to be a widower, but he didn’t want to make Will uncomfortable. ❝ Drink. You must be thirsty, you’ve been out for several days, ❞ this time.