bandages ..... u v u
Cerberus had fought until he had to run, and then when he did he had ran as fast as this body could take him. It wasn’t until he stopped he felt the pain down to his bones, his childish side telling him to get into the bath so he wouldn’t make so much of a mess… And once he did, all the man did was stare. Stare directly at the wall ahead of him in a zone out, odd way that could have been considered a trance. He was lost in his mind to escape the pain his body had endured, every once in awhile a deep growl echoed off the walls before he was lost once more.
It wasn’t until he felt a touch that he fully came back from his mind, jumping and hiding away until yelping because he pressed a red wound to the wall of the bath. Puppy dog eyes coming up to the female, almost pleading right there not to hurt him without using his words. The man sat in only boxers in the tub his blood decorated, wounds red and hot decorating a good portion of his body… Then his expression was pure fear.
It only changed upon her trying to coax him from the tub, her mentioning to get him bandaged up. His brows furrowing in a confused expression, there a hesitation in his voice when he did choose to speak. “M-my,… brother… He isn’t nice to you.. And yet your kind to us?….Thank you.” The last words were meek, gaining a smile to his lips, it innocent and near boyish as it spread to his features. Slowly bringing himself from the tub with her aid and moving with her, there only a low whine brought on from the actions.
He followed her instructions, sitting down on the bed to allow her to work on wounds. Occasionally gaining a low growl or curse, a whimper here or there. Signs of pain, but not once did the man pull away from her, in this moment rather the sides enjoyed it or not… They had to trust her.
