BORN TO DIE

[uncrcwncd]

Cal wasn’t particularly notorious for being able to function all that well when he was half asleep, and he’d been well on his way to dozing off again when Rowan left the room. Even drowsiness couldn’t keep him from noting the distress in her voice, however, and he sat bolt upright as she spoke to him, eyebrow quirked and ready to talk about anything she wanted to talk about if it meant she wouldn’t cry. He finally nodded slowly, mind racing to every direction it could possibly go as he attempted to tease out any hint of what she’d want to talk to him about. “Of course, babe. What’s up?” He patted the space next to him on the bed for good measure, reaching up to rub the sleep out of his eyes as thoroughly as he could manage before he turned his attention back to Rowan. 

[rowanstiles-blog]

Rowan nodded and stared at the spot next to Cal that he had just motioned for her to sit in. She wasn’t sure if she should, if she could. The brunette had never told anyone about her condition. Not Tony, not Jasmin, not Lola, nobody. Only her parents and herself knew, and past that, she was just never comfortable enough, or it never seemed important enough. However she knew if her and Cal were really doing this, really getting together again, they might end up married and if they ended up married, Cal would have to know she couldn’t have children. Finally Rowan walked closer, sitting down hesitantly on the bed beside him. “I haven’t been honest with you- at all.” She started, swearing at herself internally she looked at the ceiling blinking back tears. “In fact, I was lying to you our entire previous relationship...”

[rowanstiles-blog]

Rowan tugged at her bathrobe, suddenly feeling so insecure she could cry. While last night had been everything she could have wished for and more, she couldn’t help tossing and turning in her sleep; feeling as though she was a liar. Though her and Cal had been together for a very long time and had definitely slept together before, Rowan had neglected to tell him that she was intersex. She wasn’t particularly embarrassed of her disorder, more or less insecure about what it brought with it. Mainly, that she couldn’t have children and that if Cal knew that, he might not want to be with her. After all, what man would want to be with a woman who couldn’t have her own children? The brunette walked back to her room, an awful feeling in her stomach. “Hey- I know i said I was going to make breakfast, and I’m gonna- I just- I have to talk to you about something first, okay?” She questioned, already almost on the verge of tears. @calmitchell

[uncrcwncd]

“I love it when you look at me like that,” The comment passed his lips before he could do much about it but he was far beyond the point of caring. He’d spent a majority of his life in Ashfield being head over heels for the person sitting next to him and he could have been walking on a cloud for as settled and happy he felt as he looked at her. “Let’s get you in the bath before those things knock you out,” He stood and helped Rowan to her feet, still smiling. “We can talk about all of this later, okay? After you’ve gotten a little sleep.” He wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to stop smiling, at the very least he was going to be in an obscenely good mood for the rest of the night - which he was perfectly content with. “I really don’t know how I got so lucky.”

[rowanstiles-blog]

“Look at you like what?” She challenged, knowing he was probably referring to the idiotic and yet totally loving look in her eyes. “Okay.” Truthfully, she didn’t want to move. She was weak, exhausted, and content in sitting where she was. She didn’t want to wait until later to talk about them. Reluctantly she stood, keeping her hand on Cal as she steadied herself. She smelled awful and was covered in sweat and dried blood- not taking this bath was not an option. Slowly but surely she moved her bruised and battered body to her bathroom, realizing now was the point at which she was going to have to start undressing in front of Cal. With a slight blush on her face she released his arm and unzipped her sweatshirt, pulling it off slowly to reveal her bare stomach and sports bra. “Uhm- I don’t think I can reach my arms up to get this off...” She trailed off, her eyes darting to the ground nervously.

[uncrcwncd]

He quirked an eyebrow again, a soft smile settled on his lips as he studied Rowan for a moment. He knew without a doubt he’d probably have kissed her if he hadn’t been so focused on getting her cleaned up and in bed. “I gotta spell it out for you, huh, Stiles?” His smile shifted into something of a smirk and he reached for Rowan’s hand, being as gentle as he possibly could as he stretched her arm across his lap. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye as he brought his free hand up to trace words gently across Rowan’s forearm, “I…” He trailed off, allowing the quiet to settle between them gently between every traced word, “Love…” He continued, wondering if she was just going to laugh in his face at this point because really, he  wasn’t usually so cheesy, but it felt warranted, “You.” He raised her hand in his to press a kiss to the inside of her wrist before he released it again, “Pretty clear, I think.” 

[rowanstiles-blog]

Her eyes met his, her stomach turning yet again when he mentioned having to spell it out for her. “Guess so.” She muttered, allowing him to take her arm into his lap. Her face immediately turned a bright shade of red, through she doubted he could really tell with all of the dried blood and bruises that surrounded her face. She wished she hadn’t looked like absolute shit for a moment like this, but she knew Cal could care less how shitty she looked. The brunette looked down at her lap, feeling his lips on her wrist caused her heart to stir; an emotion she hadn’t felt in quite some time. Rowan wasn’t very easily rendered speechless, and yet here she was, staring at her lap like a complete fool for a few moments before she realized her silence could be misconstrued as rejection. Her head bobbed upwards, a smile wide on her lips. “I love you too Cal, I never stopped.” She didn’t know what this meant for them, but she wasn’t about to push her luck.

[uncrcwncd]

He was momentarily thankful he’d turned away from Rowan to go and get her water or something for the sake of her medication and he felt his face burn immediately. Compliments weren’t foreign by any means but the little moments he shared with Rowan never failed to make him feel… well, a wide variety of things. Lightheaded, warm, loved— depending on the context. He offered her a gentle smile as he returned and sat next to her, offering her the dose listed on the prescription label, “What makes you say that, babe?” He quirked an eyebrow, wiping his hand on his thigh absently once he’d passed the pills off entirely. “You deserve some looking after, y’know, you don’t always have to do everything on your own. Not while I’m around.” He continued lowly, feeling a pull of emotion somewhere in his chest as his free hand found its way to the back of his neck, rubbing it lightly as he shrugged. He nodded at the pills, almost at a loss for words, “Bottom’s up, slugger.”

[rowanstiles-blog]

Rowan noticed the light crimson color coating Cal’s cheeks, a small smile forming on her own face. She liked that he was such a softy, probably because she was the total opposite. He had always balanced her out. Hearing him call her babe again caused her stomach to stir, it was something she thought she would never hear again after their breakup. “I don’t know. I’m just lucky you’re back in my life and that you still, hopefully, feel the way you do about me..” She didn’t want to seem presumptuous by any means, and so she stumbled with her words like a fool. “Thank you.” She nearly whispered before nodding slightly, popping the pills into her mouth and allowing them to slide down the back of her throat with the help of the water he had brought her.

[uncrcwncd]

Cal suddenly recalled a comment his mother used to make to him when he was a kid, about his face getting stuck in certain expressions if he made those faces too much— if that had been true he’d be destined to look perpetually worried as Rowan clutched his arm. He didn’t feel pity, no, more like a profound sympathy and an even more intense desire  to take care of Rowan before he worried about anything else. Granted, he’d always felt that way when he watched Rowan struggle with anything - he adored her, that had never changed and it wasn’t like flicking a switch in his head could turn that on and off. “Why don’t I… give you some of these?” He shook the pill bottle in his hand for emphasis, “And I can run you a bath, huh? Then you want have to stand for so long, and you can still get cleaned up. Would that be alright?”

[rowanstiles-blog]

Rowan could tell she was worrying Cal, it was written all over his face; an expression she had grown quite used to at this point. She wasn’t sure where her and Cal stood, but he was about to see her naked again, so she figured they were well on their way to being close again. The brunette nodded slowly. “Yeah, some of those sounds good.” She was never one to admit that she was in pain, but right now every single bone in her body was aching with such an intensity she feared she might never feel okay again. Once again, Rowan nodded reluctantly. It was hard for her to admit she couldn’t stand for very long at all. “I got lucky with you, you know?” It wasn’t like her to throw around affection randomly, but seeing how concerned Cal was made her realize she shouldn’t take it for granted. With that, she stumbled backwards onto the couch, waiting patiently for Cal to give her her pills and start a bath.

[sydsliftingface]

[zaranott]

Zara sighed heavily, her head shaking at the other woman. “If I were you I’d take your doctors orders and just sit down.” Her response was cold, unwavering. “The state you’re in I wouldn’t push it any further.” Zara shrugged, in all honesty she didn’t really care about the other woman’s health. “And besides, I’d avoid threatening me because that certainly isn’t in your best interest.” Honestly, Zara really wasn’t interested in a fight, she’d lose and she’d always been more of a way-with-words kind of girl. 

[rowanstiles-blog]

Rowan stared the girl down for a few more moments but ultimately sat down. She knew she wasn’t exactly in the position to be fighting right now anyway, given that her hand was broken and her head concussed. She would have if she had to, but the girl didn’t seem to be a serious threat anyway. “And why is that?” She questioned. It was in Rowan’s best interest to threaten whoever she wanted to.

[inlovewithmarieavgeropoulos-dea]

[inthenameofsephiroth]

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[rowanstiles-blog]

@calmitchell

[zaranott]

The brunette cocked a single brow at her in the most unimpressed manner known to man. “I’m not being funny but you barely look like you can walk, never mind much more.” 

[rowanstiles-blog]

Rowan was never very good at containing her anger, or following doctors orders for that matter. The brunette stood up, walking the few steps it took for her to be standing directly in front of the other girl. “Would you like to put that to the test?” Her voice was strong and cold, two things she had always prided herself in being. She may be hurt, but she had been training her entire life, it wouldn’t take much to knock someone out who didn’t even know what they were doing.

[tysonandersonwtf-blog]

“So she got some good hits in, yeah? But did you at least kick her ass? Like hardcore ass kicking?” He asked, grabbing a towel before carefully cleaning off a cut on her face.

[rowanstiles-blog]

“Yeah, it was one of my less finer moments. I did. She’s still unconscious from what I heard.” She paused, allowing him to start to clean off her face. She could see why Tony was so fond of him. “Thank you.”

[uncrcwncd]

Cal swallowed roughly, offering the ceiling a brief glance to calm himself, “I can help you.” He nodded firmly, exhaling through his nose slowly as he offered Rowan a gentle smile. “I’ll go get ‘em, huh? Then we can handle the showering business.” He ducked his head to press a feather light kiss to Rowan’s cheek before he turned on his heel to retrieve the meds from the kitchen. Not fifteen seconds later he was walking briskly back to Rowan, “Alrighty. Good to go?”

[rowanstiles-blog]

Rowan truthfully couldn’t have been more thankful to have Cal back in her life. It was like he came at the perfect moment. She had almost lost the fight, and on top of being physically messed up, she was pretty emotionally messed up over it as well. “Alright.” She muttered. Her entire body hurt, she could definitely use the pain killers now that he had brought it up. She welcomed the kiss, her eyes falling shut as she enjoyed the brief moment, feeling rather exhausted all of a sudden. “Yep.” She mumbled, forcing herself to a standing position despite her body begging her not to. She could feel herself growing faint with each movement, but she would have to stand long enough to get in the shower anyway. Her hand reached for Cal, she clutched onto to him like a child learning to walk for the first time.

[zaranott]

“Well thats quite alright but-” she paused, gesturing to her lazily with one hand. “Could you like, move somewhere else, you’re making the place like unsanitary with your-” Zara tilted her head to the side, peering at the other person for a moment. “-mess.” 

[rowanstiles-blog]

“Listen, I may look like shit, but that doesn’t mean I couldn’t kick your ass with my eyes clothes. There’s not reason to be an absolute bitch. I promise you I can out bitch you. So either sit your pretty little ass down and we can both forget what you’ve said, or you can fucking leave.”

[bryanmarinos-deactivated2016042]

❝ Kid, you really don’t look okay. ❞

[rowanstiles-blog]

“I’m not a kid, and nobody looks fine after a fight.”

[tysonandersonwtf-blog]

“I won’t argue with that. But can I at least help you clean your face off. I know how to be gentle.”

[rowanstiles-blog]

“Yeah- that’s fine.” 

[uncrcwncd]

“I worry anyway, you know that. The doctor and I are on the same page, then, and of course I’ll spend the night - if you’re really cool with that. Are you allowed to like, shower? That… might make you feel a little better, y’know? Did the doc give you pain meds?”

[rowanstiles-blog]

Rowan nodded slightly. “Yeah, I can shower, I’ve just been really dizzy so you might have to uh- help me.” She whispered, not enjoying how little she could currently do on her own. “The pain meds are on the counter in the kitchen.”