[V's inbox]

[butfortheirvirtue]

[drunken texts, voicemails and the like go here]

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[onlyistheirshow]

i just want to be naked rolling around in soft things

[onlyistheirshow]

update have stolen your blankets for this

[onlyistheirshow]

update have moved to your bed for this

[onlyistheirshow]

would you like to donate your hair to this cause

[onlyistheirshow]

i bet you could tie me up with your hair we should try that

[onlyistheirshow]

wait no better plan i could tie YOU up with your hair

ok done

[onlyistheirshow]

get your ass home were trying this out

[butfortheirvirtue]

...

I put down my phone for five minutes, and I come back to this.

(I'm busy.)

[onlyistheirshow]

get. home.

i got turned on thinking about it its your job to fix this

because its your dumb long soft hair that caused it

[butfortheirvirtue]

...Can you wait an hour?

[onlyistheirshow]

if you dont get home and start touching me in the next 10 minutes im going to get myself off in your bed

[butfortheirvirtue]

...Fine.

We are going to live on takeout for another day. Don't complain about it later, it's your fault.

[onlyistheirshow]

i LIKE takeout, youre the one who whines

8 minutes

[butfortheirvirtue]

I'm getting in the car. I am not answering your texts while driving.

1/2

[onlyistheirshow]

youd better hurry up then im not sure i can actually wait 5 more minutes

[onlyistheirshow]

update i was right i couldnt

[myselfwillbear]

v

need your help

[butfortheirvirtue]

...What do you need?

[myselfwillbear]

where do you keep the first aid kit

[butfortheirvirtue]

It's under the sink. In my bathroom.

What happened?

[myselfwillbear]

i burnt myself

i

would you deal with it for me

its just

you know

[butfortheirvirtue]

...Burns. I understand.

I'm coming upstairs.

[myselfwillbear]

thanks

[He's sat up on his bed in shorts and nothing else when V gets there, staring intently at the wall. Partially to avoid looking at the burns in general, partially because... well. They don't look particularly bad - like something splashed on him, by the looks of things - but they're on his arm and spreading onto the side of his chest a little.

(he's not covering himself, because he needs to deal with the burns before he can get clothes on and it's bad enough having to touch his chest while he's fully clothed, let alone shirtless and all-too-aware of the throb of the burns)]

...V.

[butfortheirvirtue]

[He looks at her (he still thinks "her", he doesn't know) and tries to size up the damage, figure out how badly she's hurt (because she makes a fuss, when it's small, so this must be big).

He sits on the edge of the bed.]

...it doesn't look bad.

[Light burns. It should be reassuring.]

But...we should still put something on it.

[myselfwillbear]

...I haven't looked.

[V will think he means the burns, he assumes.

(it's not as though it isn't the burns, it's just also--)

Slowly, IV turns a little to let V at his chest, still steadfastly staring away.]

Can you...?