mind and the matter

Squirming under the thick wad of bandages, Ty was incredibly uncomfortable and itchy. He had refused against being healed, insisting that he wasn't weak and didn't need it. The healers had told him that they would only close up the wound, to keep the blood in, and Ty had consented to that. Ty knew he had already lost enough blood, and wasn't dumb enough to refuse the bare minimum.
That didn't stop him from wanting nothing more than to rip the awful things off his stomach, and to go do activities again, though. He hated having to lay around and be bored. Tentatively touching the soft fabric of the white bandages, he pressed down, wondering if it would hurt any. Pressing too hard in one motion, Ty whimpered, managing to turn it into a cough. It was those girls fault, if they hadn't thrown that stupid pretzel, none of this would have happened. Which also reminded him, he never got that pretzel ...

"Leeevi," Whining had become his new hobby, and despite not being able to move around much, he found new and funner ways to irritate his roommate. "We never got pretzels. Why didn't you bring pretzels with us when we left?" His tone accusing, Ty's face scrunched up, starting to seriously wish that he had some kind of food in his possession.

"I did not almost get stabbed to death, you're being overdramatic." It wasn't really that bad. If he could be taken down by a pair of tiny demon spawns, then he would have had to spent the rest of his life in shame. Of course, with his incredible bravery, he managed to take down the both of them. Singlehandedly. Plucking at the bandage now, Ty began to methodically tear at it, trying very hard to get it off so he could stare at his gross wound and relieve the itching. It stayed stuck firmly, however, the nurses being practiced at their jobs. With a low growl, Tyberius sat himself up, biting his lip at the feel of freshly knitted skin being pulled taut. Scissors surely had to be somewhere in the room. He would settle for even a sharp stick at this point, as long as he could make the feeling go away. "Nooo, I wanna come with. I need to pick the perfect pretzel."

He really didn't want Levi to leave him here alone. He would have died before admitting it, but he was still a little worried that the one goblin would return to finish what she started. He was sure that he could take care of himself should it come to a fight, but having someone else there with him just made him feel a little happier. Weakly, he held out his arm, slumping down a little for effect as a faint whimper escaped his lips."I'm dying, child, why are you so far away? Come closer."

Irritated, Tyberius slowly inched his hand back onto his bandage once e was released, just to show that he did what he wanted. He didn't resume trying to pick at them, and was content to just let his hand rest on the fabric. "Because I'm fine, getting healed is for weak nerds. Like you." He suffered through the hand pressed to his forehead, curious despite himself. He remembered his frown finally, and it reappeared swiftly. He wasn't used to being denied his desires. Even if he wasn't better--which he was-- he should still be able to go anywhere he pleased.

"You're the one being over dramatic. I'm fine, all better. And you are too a child, you're tiny." His forehead smoothed out, and he looked almost pensive for a second. He almost thought he enjoyed exchanging insults with Levi. Patting the top of Levi's head affectionately, grabbing a horn quickly. Tugging gently towards him, Ty scooted backwards to give himself more leverage. "Come sleep with me, child. I'm lonely and I'll take off my bandage without supervision. " His face lit up with wicked humour; he was a bit lonely, and it seemed that Levi was currently the only one he could force into staying with him. If he couldn't even go out to find a pretzel, he didn't think the battle to find a body would go very well.

Releasing his grasp on Levi's horn, Ty pushed himself backwards, wriggling to make more room for Levi. He had never slept with anyone like this before, and was a little excited at the prospect. He expected Levi to hesitate or even refuse him, and his interest and curiosity mounted when the request was accepted. A funny little smile graced his features, and he hesitated for a moment. He wasn't sure where to go next, not expecting to have been able to get this far. Deciding to get the most out of the experience, Ty wriggled in close, almost close enough to kiss his roommate.

Burying his face in Levi's hair, his arm wrapped around the other boys back, pressing him closer. Deciding quickly that this was a good idea, Ty relaxed quickly, comforted somewhat by Levi's warmth. It struck him that his roommate was probably going to use this as blackmail, and Ty stiffened back up. His hand snaked out from it's position, curling around to rest on Levi's throat. "If you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you. You can see what those goblins saw. And this time, I won't stop. " With that, Ty's fingers gave a gentle squeeze as a final reminder before returning to their spot on Levi's back.

Grunting, Ty managed to relax once more. He was still a bit on edge, not fully trusting Levi to keep it a secret, but if he wanted his way he would have to suck it up and deal with the issue if it came along later. "... Okay." He didn't trust Levi a single bit, even if he did enjoy being alive. However, his roommate didn't seem too concerned about this, and Ty stared fiercely at the boy even though his eyes were shut. He would have to promise himself to not make this a bad habit; Levi looked far too comfortable like this.

His own eyes shut, and he nestled back down, his hand gliding up to stroke through Levi's hair twice before moving to his stomach to press on his bandage. The wound was starting to become itchy again, and he could feel the uncomfortable tautness each time he inhaled. Moving slowly, Ty carefully tried to find the end of the bandage, wanting to remove it without stirring too much. He didn't need to alert his companion, especially since he was stopped the last time. His eyes remained shut, hoping to at least give off the illusion of sleeping while his hand wandered around his abdomen.