To Die With You - Part 7
To Die With You is a DP whump fic written for @whumptober, with parts shared in order of prompts, not plot. Follow the To Die With You tag to read throughout the month, or stay tuned for the whole fic to drop on Ao3.
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Danny drifted.
It was a novel experience.
Exhaustion made his bones heavy and head fuzzy, and while his head was currently fuzzy Danny felt light. Half there. He remembered Sam’s eyes super close, ectoplasm filling him with strength only for it to leave him so, so quickly. Tucker picking him up and pulling him against his chest painfully, so hard that Danny worried a rib would snap.
It didn’t, but ribs shouldn’t give two inches either.
He floated on a series of tethers, maybe arms, maybe a chair, but couldn’t give much thought to his surroundings. All his concentration was on not falling apart. Like tensing all his muscles as Fenton, as Phantom he focused his will on keeping himself in shape. He cared less for the structure of organs, and more of limbs. Even if his arm was a noodle, he still had an arm. Still kept together the ectoplasm he needed. Still retained what his core needed to build a body and stay healthy. If he let himself go, if he exposed his core...
Danny drifted, ignoring words and pressure bands on his torso. They might have hugs. Might have been attempts by friends to help him keep himself together. All Danny knew was that they were painful, but not so much so he couldn't ignore it.
He could ignore a lot of pain.
