Private Finished Slow meltdown to break a penny en masse

Dragomir made his way towards Dick's house and every step felt like a thousand pounds. Dragomir had seen what breaking one penny did for Dick, and he couldn't, didn't want to, imagine what melting a bunch of them felt like for him. Dragomir was good at dealing with pain, after all he had to cut his own neck willingly now and then. But no way in hell would Dick be able to handle that amount of pain. Dragomir, who had his hands in his pockets, squeezed his pocket knife in his fist. He felt angry at the fact that Dick had to deal with this shit. But there was nothing either of them could do, aside from causing Dick pain.
Dragomir was a man today, and he hadn't bothered to dress up or anything. Not for such an occasion. Like in the memorial he was without his pirecings and makeup and was dressed in black sweatpants, blood red tanktop and white thin cardigan. His hair was loose, swiped behind ear. And instead of contacts Dragomir was wearing enchanted glasses. His contacts had dried out and he had a certain amount of contacts per month.
Dragomir didn't have any Dick's pennies with him. For some reason he couldn't bring himself to even touch them, not today.

Dragomir eventually could see Dick's house and checked the time. Almost 8pm. Dragomir started lightly jogging and soon came close enough to see Dick on the porch. Dragomir raised his arm to wave and opened his mouth to say hi but he heard Dick's words before he could do either. Somehow, even though it was harder to do so in male body, those words made Dragomir want to cry.
Dragomir lowered his arm and walked to Dick silently, without saying a word. He patted his shoulder to make him face Dragomir and, again without a word, Dragomir just pulled Dick into a soft, gentle hug. Dragomir wasn't sure if Dick needed one but Dragomir sure did. This was going to be a rough night for both of them, but definitely more so for Dick.
"You'll be fine. You'll definitely be fine."
And it was not a lie. Because at that moment Dragomir truly believed it. Anyone who had to go through so much pain just to be able to remember names and move limbs would be fine.

Dragomir hated pretenses. Maybe it was because he had lived in one most of his life. The pretense of a normal home, the pretense of a normal family. It had all been a pretense to protect another pretense.
Whatever the reason for that hate, when Dick sat down and smiled up at Dragomir bravely he felt sad. Angry, disappointed and sad. Because Dick seemed to want to put up a pretense, to pretend that he was fine, he was okay. That this was no big deal.
Well, fuck that.
Dragomir also hated conflict and confrontation, but nevertheless he crossed his arms and prepared to talk his mind. His expression was not anything but serious.
"You remember how I said couple days ago that when you lied to me it hurt my feelings? You're doing it again."
Dragomir sighed a bit and did sit down, all the while looking at Dick and talking.
"You like me and care about me and that's why you don't want me to see you suffer. I know 'cos I feel the same way. But before we start this thing I need to know that you won't hold back. That you won't try to be brave, that you won't pretend. When it hurts, yell, scream, curse. Do whatever you feel like is right at that moment. I can take it."
Dragomir's eyes were determined and full of steel. None of what he said was a lie.
"I can take whatever you throw at me, Dick. I'm here out of my own free will, because I don't want you to be alone, because I wish I can make it even slightly easier. It has no poing if you make it harder for yourself. So...don't lie to me, or to yourself."
Dragomir adjusted his glasses and looked at the bucket of pennies. He exhaled and deflated a bit, all the bravery he had gathered for those words leaving his body.
"Sorry for the lecture, I felt like it needed to be said. But...this is about you."
Dragomir answered Dick's smile, his was not brave. It was encouraging and open, just like Dragomir was now.
"So I will swallow my complaints and opinions from now on. 'Cos I'm here for you. Just you. Hell, you might actually be fine with this all I know. But then I'll be the one scared out of my wits for you."

Dragomir listened all the way through Dick's monologue, and though his words weren't happy ones they made Dragomir glad. Glad that there wasn't going to be anything but the truth. But naturally he was still also scared and sad and angry for Dick but those feelings were useless at the moment. They wouldn't help Dick through this.
When Dick finished Dragomir took beer too and lightly knocked it against Dick's, still that same small smile on his face.
"Thanks Dick. You have no idea how much I appreciated that. I doubt I can say much to ease those fears you have. I can't answer your questions. But hey..."
Dragomir opened the beer can and took a long sip. After he grinned a bit at Dick, some beer foam on his upper lip.
"I'm looking forward to you calling me an asswipe as well. So you better. 'Cos I'm not going anywhere."
Dragomir reached for Dick's hand and would give it one firm squeeze before leaning back and settling on his chair.
"Alright, ready when you are, asshole. Let's get this over with so we can go check out that house later."

Dragomir drank his own beer at the same pace as Dick did his and afterwards crushed the can, already wanting to down another. But it wasn't time for intoxication, Dragomir wanted to stay sober for this. Wanted to witness every second of it with a clear head. Even if it would hurt him. But Dragomir was good at handling pain, both inside and outside.
But somehow he had a feeling this would hurt unusually much.

Dragomir nodded at Dick, face as serious as it could get. Some of his hair had escaped and was hanging on his face. But Dragomir didn't notice or care. He watched as Dick put on his gloves and started pouring the pennies. Dragomir's hands fisted the moment he heard the first coin hit the bottom of the crucible. He had prepared himself, had been preparing himself for many days now. Ever since Dragomir decided to stay by Dick during this.
Dragomir watched as Dick's face twisted in pain and he gritted his teeth. He felt the pain resonate inside himself, in his head, stomach and chest and Dragomir wanted to turn his gaze away. But he locked his head in place and watched Dick. Dragomir wished he could take part of his pain, somehow ease his burden.
Dragomir's chest stung sharply and he grabbed his shirt from where his heart was. It hurt worst there.

Dragomir pulled his legs up and wrapped his arms around them, squeezing them painfully hard as Dick began to scream. Dragomir kept his face blank but extremely tense, his teeth gritted. Dragomir could taste blood, he had bitten his lip with his fang.
Dragomir could do nothing but wait for the worst of it be over. He wanted to hold onto Dick, keep him close, but that would've been stupid. Like Dick said, he was lost in the pain and could even hurt Dragomir. And afterwards he would feel guilt. Dragomir didn't want that. So he gritted his teeth, fisted his hands and tasted blood. Blood slowly dripped down his chin, and palms where his nails had punctured skin. But Dragomir didn't notice. He was looking at Dick, and his eyes were glowing from the turmoil inside of him.

It felt like an eternity that Dick screamed on the floor, and Dragomir witnessed it all. He refused to look away even when his eyes clouded from tears. They didn't fall but loomed over his sight, ready to pour down the momen5 Dragomir blinked. But he didn't blink, didn't move and didn't feel the physical pain in his hands, legs and eyes. He could only feel the pain inside him, the storming of all the intense emotions. Somewhere at the back of his mind Dragomir made the notion about what the aching in his chest meant but he could observe it later. Now was not the time.

When Dick stopped screaming and started laughing hysterically and breathing heavily Dragomir didn,'t, couldn't, awknowledge it at first. He was frozen in place, it was his turn to be lost. Dragomir was lost in his thoughts, his memories, and looked forward with blind, glowing eyes. He could only see flashes of trees, starry sky, it hurts, she's screaming, my neck hurts...
Only when Dick talked to him Dragomir snapped out of it and blinked. Tears fell down his cheeks as he did and Dragomir touched them surprised.
"You...it's over?"
Immediately Dragomir was on his knees next to Dick and looked at him all over. Their eyes probably looked similar, glowing and wet with tears.
"Who cares if you look like shit? You're fine. Oh, thank fucking god..."
Dragomir lifted his arm to touch Dick's hair but he stopped himself, afraid he would somehow trigger the pain again.