Will you stop it? I'm not gonna fucking bleed out. Okay?
[ At least, he doesn't think so. Doc said they didn't hit any major veins or arteries, so as far as Kojiro's concerned, that means he's clear from the possibility of exsanguination. Doesn't make any of this comfortable though, and Kaoru's worry is grating on his last fucking nerve, because--
Hell, he shouldn't be worrying Kaoru like this. He shouldn't be worrying anyone like this, but especially not Kaoru. The notion of being a burden on anyone is Kojiro's worst fucking nightmare. He's the provider, he's the one that offers help, not the other way around. It's borderline neuroticism. Probably would've been better if he just stayed in the hospital and told no one, grit his teeth through the treatment and the follow-up police questioning. But Kaoru would've been angrier if he'd landed himself in the ER without saying a thing about it, so what else was he supposed to do? ]
Just get me home, please. I need a bath. I feel like hospital.
[ Like hospital; like he's been marinating in his own blood (he has, it's all over his S pants), like the dirt he rolled in when he hit the ground earlier. Definitely needs a damn bath, first thing after he gets in the door. So he does lean onto Kaoru's shoulders, at least a little. Enough that the short walk to Kaoru's bike isn't unnecessarily arduous for either of them.
And, at least compared to the process of getting out that window, swinging his leg over Kaoru's bike and settling into the pillion is relatively painless. ]
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[ At least, he doesn't think so. Doc said they didn't hit any major veins or arteries, so as far as Kojiro's concerned, that means he's clear from the possibility of exsanguination. Doesn't make any of this comfortable though, and Kaoru's worry is grating on his last fucking nerve, because--
Hell, he shouldn't be worrying Kaoru like this. He shouldn't be worrying anyone like this, but especially not Kaoru. The notion of being a burden on anyone is Kojiro's worst fucking nightmare. He's the provider, he's the one that offers help, not the other way around. It's borderline neuroticism. Probably would've been better if he just stayed in the hospital and told no one, grit his teeth through the treatment and the follow-up police questioning. But Kaoru would've been angrier if he'd landed himself in the ER without saying a thing about it, so what else was he supposed to do? ]
Just get me home, please. I need a bath. I feel like hospital.
[ Like hospital; like he's been marinating in his own blood (he has, it's all over his S pants), like the dirt he rolled in when he hit the ground earlier. Definitely needs a damn bath, first thing after he gets in the door. So he does lean onto Kaoru's shoulders, at least a little. Enough that the short walk to Kaoru's bike isn't unnecessarily arduous for either of them.
And, at least compared to the process of getting out that window, swinging his leg over Kaoru's bike and settling into the pillion is relatively painless. ]