@uncanines [ WOUND ]: upon noticing a recent injury on the receiver’s person, the sender carefully moves closer, running a thumb (or hand) across the wound in a gentle, troubled manner. ( for aleki and juno ) ___________________________________________
Juno’s breath came in short, uneven bursts as he leaned against the exposed concrete wall of the dimly lit corridor. His left hand clutched his side, fingers smeared with a thin layer of ink-streaked blood. The tear in his suit clung to the gash beneath it, shallow but angry, jagged with the memory of a near miss. His skin was already warm where the Mending Threads tattoo faintly pulsed, the glowing stitches crawling from his chest to slowly knit the wound closed. His muscles ached from the constant drain, and his vision flickered slightly at the edges—a warning sign he stubbornly ignored.
Footsteps approached, firm and deliberate, and Juno forced himself to straighten as Aleki rounded the corner. He must’ve been broadcasting pain without realizing it—Aleki’s narrowed gaze went straight to the wound. The vibration manipulator’s jaw tightened as he stepped closer, saying nothing at first, but his hand came up instinctively, fingers brushing against Juno’s side with a slow, deliberate touch. His thumb traced along the broken skin with unexpected care, calloused but gentle, the subtle tremor of his ability barely perceptible.
Juno let out a breath through his nose, almost a scoff, forcing a crooked grin despite the sharp ache in his ribs. “It’s nothing I can’t handle,” he muttered, voice low but thin with exhaustion. His hand pressed over Aleki’s briefly, as if to still him. “Sure... my abilities can heal this one up, but I’ll make it.” The words came with a flash of stubborn defiance, but the dull edge of strain in his voice betrayed him. "What are you doing here anyways.." he looked down, a little embarrassed to have another agent see him like this.