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@dullsweets
&&. Zack
=“…Its fine….i don’t get to have sweets often” just usually…junk food and cereal, things people wouldn’t think twice about. “ya don’t gotta be so damn nervous.”
“ I’m not nervous. It’s just a habit. ”
A bad habit at that. The constant picking at his skin was one of the causes to the band-aids found across his face, arms, hands....places such as that.
&&. Zack
=That was a good idea, so he could eat it at his own pace, he’s not one to be thankful tho which was obvious so he didn’t say anything in return.
“ ...do you like it? ”
It went back to him not being sure what to say. He was picking at his hands again, messing with the band-aids and the gripping at his hoodie. It was just small little ticks he made, nothing too important.
&&. Zack
=“…..I’d like more…” he didn’t enjoy saying those words, this guy was the last person he’d ever think he’d need to depend on, Danny would be ten times worse so at least its not that bad.
He repeated the action, though after the second time he assumed Zack would prefer to eat it himself, so he just handed the whole thing over to him. He was saving it sure but...it was fine right? Yeah. It’s just pudding...
&&. Zack
=Glares him down before sitting up a bit to take a bite, he was such a thick headed brat wasn’t he?
“ See? That wasn’t so bad now was it. ”
He pulled the spoon back and thought. Hm...maybe he could give him more? It wouldn’t really be a problem, and the other was in pain so maybe some sweets could help? He didn’t see how but oh well.
“ Hmm...do you want more? ”
&&. Zack
=“Why the hell would i want some, its yours is it not?” he’s not good at being honest with himself, which was funny for a guy who couldn’t tell lies.
“ Uh huh. Sure. ”
He took a bit and held it in front of his face. He didn’t say anything, he just held it out. Vivian couldn’t be fooled.
&&. Zack
=He’s not trying to look at him, but how dare this guy eat food around him, its not like its something he gets often, asshole, so he’ll just inch his foot over and kick him.
“ Hm-- ”
He wasn’t really bothered by it, and simply looked over at him. Hmm...ah he knew what was up.
“ Do you want some? ”
&&. Zack
=Guess he’s laying down now, not like he can argue, crossing his arms like the brat he is, “What ever…” he tried not to pay attention to what the other was doing.
He rummaged through his mini-fridge, spotting a dessert he was saving. Pudding...perfect. He took that, along with a spoon and then went back into the living space, sitting near the mattress. He glanced over at Zack but didn’t say anything, and began to quietly eat his food.
Maybe he could share...no, that’d be odd...
&&. Zack
=Annoying….
This was all so annoying, “Tch..what ever….” planting himself back down next to him, “I aint staying cause ya said so….im staying cause i want to, got it?” he’s being huffy and making this harder then it needed to be.
“ Mhm. Just lay down. ”
He made Zack lay down, gently pushing him onto the mattress before getting up. Eat...yeah he needed to eat. What did he even have? It wasn’t like he had the most nutritional foods...guess it was time for some sweets then.
&&. Zack
=Zacks trying to ignore the wound honestly, it hurts like a bitch and he feels weak but he didn’t want to show that side of himself to this idiot, “..I should go…don’t wanna bother ya more then i have” bringing himself to stand, its obvious from the way his face is twisting he’s in a lot of pain just trying to get up.
“ ...Don’t. ”
He grabs the others arm, gently tugging on it. He didn’t seem to have a different kind of expression, staring at Zack with that dull look. How annoying, probably.
“ You’ll just hurt yourself more. What’s the point in that when you have a place to rest here. Just sit. ”
&&. Zack
=“Well it aint like i don’t got a reason to be friendly to people ya know” crossing his arms, honestly everyone around him were just pests and he hated them, but there were some people he could kind of stand…this idiot happened to be one.
“ Guess you’re right. ”
He didn’t really know where to go from here. He glanced over at Zack’s wound again, not really meaning to look but...it was hard not to be curious. Was the other hurting? Zack seemed to have a very big pain tolerance, but that didn’t mean shit when you were bleeding everywhere. Maybe the other should lay down...ugh, why did he even care.
&&. Zack
=Oh? was that how he was? he kind of remembered that was his stance, just figured with how he’s acted it would have changed, “…Ah well….i don’t know how to feel bout you either if that helps….since i don’t like everyone.”
“ That’s easy to see. You’re not exactly the friendliest person. ”
He looked down at his hands, picking at the skin and the band-aids. Zack was...annoying, to put it at best. There were times Vivian really did dislike Zack, but other times where Zack was just an inconvenience.
&&. Zack
=“Its almost like you enjoy my company” letting him wrap him up, not like he had a choice, this brat would get upset or something if he fought it so what ever, he didn’t care enough.
“Do ya like me?”
“ Don’t be an idiot. I don’t like you, and I don’t hate you. You don’t get those spots when it comes to how I feel towards you. ”
He cleaned up the rest, tossing out the soiled bandages and then washing his hands. He came back over to Zack, but wasn’t entirely sure what to do so he just sat down on the mattress next to him.
Wounded Sentence Starters
“It’s just a scratch. You worry too much.”
“Ah… ! Don’t press there!”
“Just put a bandage on it and I’ll be fine.”
“That looks bad. Really bad.”
“Try not to look at it.”
“That hurts!”
“You’re going to need bedrest for at least a few days.”
“I’m going to be stuck in bed for how long?”
“That’s nothing, you big baby.”
“Here, let me help. I’m good at this sort of thing.”
“I can’t feel it. That’s bad, right?”
“Can you move?”
“How can something so small hurt so much?”
“It looks a lot worse than it is.”
“You’re a terrible patient.”
“Will you hold still? I can’t do anything if you keep squirming.”
“Wow, I’ve never seen skin turn that color before.”
“It’s just another a war trophy.”
“Shut up and let me help you.”
“I don’t care how tough you are. You can’t ignore that.”
“I’m sorry. This sort of thing makes me nauseous.”
&&. Zack
=Was he calm now? then Zack will just put his hood back on, “Listen…i didn’t mean to upset you…it was just a joke that went to far…got it?”
“ ...It’s fine. ”
He didn’t talk too much about it, probably since it wasn’t the most comfortable of topics, rather awkward really. He was confused to why Zack was apologizing though...that wasn’t very like him, was it? Huh..
&&. Zack
=“Why ya helping me? last i checked we had a rocky relationship…..don’t be like you felt bad for me either, cause like aint i a pest to you? wouldn’t it be better if i died from a wound like this?”
“ I dunno. You’re right, I don’t feel bad. I’m just doing this because I can. I don’t really have an answer. ”
He takes off some of the bandages and wraps him up with a fresh roll. He wasn’t lying, he really had no clue. Vivian sometimes just...did stuff. He had no rhyme or reason, but it happened.
&&. ..Zack
=He hated the petting so much but he bit his lip and put up with it, it was to calm the other down since he had gotten him that upset, “Hope this is enough for you…..or i might gotta demean myself more.”
“ ...Mhm. ”
He gently ran his fingers along the soft fur, squeezing them a bit but not hard enough to cause any sort of uncomfort. His shaky hands then began to drift lower until they were back at his own sides. He would be okay now.
&&. Zack
=“Can i ask ya a question? or would you rather i shut my mouth and not be annoying?” Bringing a wounded man to your house? just adds to the weird. makes him feel like a dog.
“ Go ahead. I don’t mind. ”
He began to check the other’s wound. Okay...it thankfully wasn’t the worst thing in the world. He’d clean it with the medicine and such, all while listening to the other speak.
