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A spare few moments after he ended the conversation on pesterchum with Jake and Equius, the porter outside the Bloodbeast Kingdom's medbay sparks and Dirk is rushing through the door. He's obviously just gotten out of bed, his clothes are rumpled, his hair is a mess, and the moment he sees Jake he tosses his shades into his 'dex and nearly runs to his side.

He stops just short of touching him, his arms trembling from the force of holding himself back. His eyes are red from crying. "Jake...," he breathes, his chest heaving slightly.

Jake is currently laying on a hospital bed - asides from his left arm being in a cast, as previously established, pretty much every visible part of his body is wrapped tightly in bandages. There's an obvious splint around his ribs, and only one, bright green eye is visible to blink at Dirk, since the other one is concealed by a strip of white cloth.

He smiles widely despite his state, giving an enthused wave of his good hand. "Dirk!"

"Fucking Hemera on a stick, Jake," Dirk says, eyes darting up and down his bandaged up boyfriend's form.

"It's not as bad as it looks i swear! Jade was just a bit enthusiastic in her binding!" Jake assures hastily.

Dirk doesn't quite believe him, but kneels by Jake's side and smiles anyway, tears prickling at the corners of his eyes. He reaches up to gently, very gently, trace the curve of his cheek with his fingers.

"I missed you. I missed you so, so much. Hi," he murmurs.

Jake wriggles in delight at the touch and proceeds to all but throw himself at Dirk, hugging him tightly with his good arm and only wincing a little because ow ribs. "I missed you too!" he croons. "By gosh it is splendid to see you again mate!"

Dirk slips his own arms carefully around Jake's waist and gives him a loving squeeze, burying his face in Jake's shoulder. His hands slowly, gently stroke up down Jake's back. His chest heaves a little from the silent tears that start slipping down his cheeks.

"I fucking. I want to be mad at you for being gone so long. But fuck I just. I feel like I've come home and I can't be mad, you asshole," he hiccups, voice thick with emotion. "This is your fault. I blame you."

"If you decide to hold a grudge over my imprisonment i swear i won't feel the slightest bit kerfuddled about it chum! I am quite spiteful about the situation myself!" Jake says, smiling as best he can, though there's a fold to his brow that clearly speaks his distress, and his hand fists the fabric of Dirk's shirt as he presses a little closer.

Dirk closes his eyes and begins to rock them, just a little, holding Jake close. He takes a deep breath. "Can I hold a grudge against the natives? Can I go like. Beat them up?"

"I would much rather you didn't! They were in their right after all i was trespassing upon what they apparently deemed sacred land. Much better to leave them to their own sorts i figure." Jake presses his face into the side of Dirk's head, wheezing a little uncomfortably as he squirms.

Dirk frowns a little and tries to pull back. "Jake, am I hurting you?"

"No!" Jake exclaims. "No, not at all -- though i do appear to be hurting myself perhaps we could reconsider this huddle we have tustled ourselves up? It is doing no favor for my ribs."

Dirk nods and gently extracts himself from Jake, pushing him back down on the bed so he could lay down. "What should I do instead?" he asked, giving his injured lover another once over. "I can hold your hand, we don't have to cuddle. Plenty of time for more things later."

Jake eases back onto the bed with a grateful huff, his body definitely appreciating the straighter position. Then he frowns, eyes roaming as he calculates in his head. "No no," he says finally, "the cuddles are fine, just not the sort that require me to pretzel myself all over you! There is space on the bed if you don't mind a bit of a tight squeeze."

Dirk shakes his head with a smile, shifting, careful to mind Jake's position on the bed as he lays down on his side, facing his mate. "Hey, baelflower," he says, leaning over to kiss his cheek gently.

Jake loops his good arm around Dirk's waist with a happy sigh that only sort of hurts, then tips his head to the side to return the kiss, landing a little closer to Dirk's mouth. "Hello baelflower! Did you grow more dashing since the last time i beheld you?"

Dirk licks his lips a bit, nuzzling his nose along Jake's cheek, his heart throbbing happily in his chest. "Mayhaps I might have. Have you?" he asks playfully. "Nevermind, the answer is yes. You look great, even all bandaged up like a mummy."

"You can't even see almost the entire percentage of my body you get to shush mister." Jake gently paps his face with his face, then just kind of stays there, feeling more at peace then he has in months.

Dirk laughs softly and leans forward to press his lips to Jake's, shivering slightly. "Mm..."

"Mm?" Jake hums against his mouth, pressing into the kiss as best he can with a happy little wriggle.

Dirk smiles against Jake's lips and reaches up to gently cup his cheek as he kisses him. His heart is beating rapidly in his chest as he traces his tongue along Jake's bottom lip, meaning to deepen the kiss a little. "Mm."

Jake parts his lips without a single hesitation, more then happy to grant Dirk entry. His good hand finds it's way up his back, petting him through his shirt as he tries and fails to press closer. Confounded injuries.

The young blonde sighs contentedly as he kisses his brunette lover. He leans a little closer, making sure to support himself enough that he's not putting any weight on the injured mate. After a few moments he breaks for air, gasping quietly.

"Hah...," he huffs, and he drops his forehead to Jake's shoulder, laughing a little.

The green-eyed wonder wheezes a bit when they break apart, lungs not pleased with being deprived of air given his bodies state, but he grins anyways and arches his eyebrows. "Sharing a private joke there all on your lonesome chap?"

Dirk shakes his head a bit, pressing a warm kiss to Jake's cheek; stalling for a moment before he speaks. "PP: No. I... Hm." He sighs a bit, trying to gather together the right words to say. "I was, afraid. For a little while," he says softly. "That we'd been apart so long that -- when you got back. We'd be different."

He smiles down at Jake, his gaze sad but tender. "I should have known better. Loving you has always been as natural as breathing."

Jake blinks at that, expression shifting through several emotions before finally settling on guilty. "I truly am sorry dirk. I never meant to leave you lonely like that and i've been trying my hardest to get home since day one."

Dirk hums softly, gently rubbing his thumb over Jake's cheek. "I know, Jake. And I forgive you. It's... I'm just happy to see you again. So, so happy."

Jake nuzzles into his palm with a slightly sheepish smile. "I'm quite dazzled to hear that! I'll admit i was perhaps the tiniest bit concerned i'd come home to find you holding no further interest in me. Which would be understandable given the long wait and extensive lack of contact," he says. "I can only imagine the number of mobs on the lookout for my head for making such a dashing prince wait so long."

Dirk practically melts, pressing a little closer to his matesprit and kissing his forehead, lingering there for a few moments. "I'd wait for you forever," he says firmly. "No, I may not like waiting, and I may get lonely and frustrated when you're gone, but. Every moment we're together eclipses all the moment's we're not. I love you. I've loved you since we were both young, and I'll keep loving you until we're both old. When you find true love, you don't let it go, and you're mine, bae. All those mobs'll have to go through me to get to you."

Jake laughs at that, soft and short because ow fuck laughter kind of hurts a pox upon yee ribs. Then he smooches Dirk on the jaw with a little smile. "Well don't go challenging any mobs to fisticuffs on my behalf, dear, i believe myself more then capable of taking a few punches. Especially ones i am certainly deserving of!" he declares. "Abandoning ones dearest treasure is a crime worthy of punishment, regardless of my own actual willingness in the act."

"Mm..." Dirk snickers. "It's probably more for the mobs safety than yours that I step in. Jade would tear them to shreds if they tried to punch you in your state."

Jake frowns. "Oh yes i suppose that is true! It would be a shame for my return home to be celebrated in a bloodbath."

"Your sister is amazing, honestly," Dirk says, kissing him softly. "Not as amazing as you."

Jake giggles at that, licking Dirk's nose. "Are you investing some interest in my sister dear matesprit mine? Say it isn't so!" he gasps dramatically. The gasp is quickly cut short by a bout of painful-sounding wheezes. "Ow no dramatics okay duly noted ribs."

Dirk laughs. "Your ribs are rebelling," he teases. "Also no, your beautiful sister is as enthralling as she is insane, but I think I'll pass on that." Grin. "Only so much Harley I can handle."

Jake gives a satisfied little nod at that, wriggling slightly before smooching Dirk's shoulder. "Thank goodness for that! I admit i would be quite bamboozled over the situation of dating my own brother in law."

Dirk wiggles his eyebrows. "You could call me oneechan in bed," he says with a playful wink. "Also it's really funny you should mention that... we have a lot to catch up on. I need to dish to you about what's been going on in the kingdoms--"

Jake considers "I could do that anyways if you wanted me to -- call you oneechan in bed I mean--"

Dirk chokes. "Jake!"

"What??" Jake blinks innocently.

Dirk covers his face. "Shhh."

Jake smooches his palm and makes a happy little hum. "I am both intrigued and unnerved by your topic jump to the kingdoms and would be most interested in hearing all the fantastic adventures i have missed," he continues. "But i am also currently on a whittled amount of painkillers and fear i am not long for this world of consciousness."

Dirk hums softly and strokes Jake's hair. "Sleep, love. We can talk when you wake up. Want me to be here?"

Jake curls closer to him, voice suddenly dropping into a softer, almost hesitant pitch. "I would very much like if you were."

Dirk feels his heart thrum a little, a warm feeling spreading through his chest as nods, pressing a warm kiss to Jake's forehead. "I will be, then. Sweet dreams, my eternal love."

"Thank you, mate," Jake sighs happily, letting his eyes slip closed as the painkillers take their toll. "You're the best chumlove a guy could have."

Dirk watches him fall asleep, a soft smile on his lips. He waits until he sees the gentle rise and fall of his chest that indicates his departure from consciousness, then kisses his forehead gently. "Welcome home, Jake," he whispers. "I love you."

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