[It was several moments before Kit answered, sliding off Vincent's lap and sparing the other boy the trouble of squirming out from underneath him as he did so. His voice was calm, much more steady than it had been when he'd taken the call, almost as if his escapades with Vincent had pulled the plug on his ability to feel anything else so intensely.]
There was an accident.
[He didn't meet Vincent's gaze as he pushed himself back into his pants and pulled up his zipper. He didn't even look at him as he tucked away his phone and, using the side of the bed as leverage, lifted himself back to his feet. It wasn't until after he'd peeled off his sweater, now spotted with blood, and made his way to his closet to find something else, something darker to pull over his head, that he bothered to explain any further at all much less look at his companion.]
My foster mother is in the hospital. You can stay here, but I need to go.
[His step father had told him not to worry, to come in the morning, but...how could he do that? Those people continued to be kind to him. To include him in their lives. And he had been revisiting bad behaviors when one of them had gotten hurt. It was like some sick joke. Or sick form of punishment...]
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There was an accident.
[He didn't meet Vincent's gaze as he pushed himself back into his pants and pulled up his zipper. He didn't even look at him as he tucked away his phone and, using the side of the bed as leverage, lifted himself back to his feet. It wasn't until after he'd peeled off his sweater, now spotted with blood, and made his way to his closet to find something else, something darker to pull over his head, that he bothered to explain any further at all much less look at his companion.]
My foster mother is in the hospital. You can stay here, but I need to go.
[His step father had told him not to worry, to come in the morning, but...how could he do that? Those people continued to be kind to him. To include him in their lives. And he had been revisiting bad behaviors when one of them had gotten hurt. It was like some sick joke. Or sick form of punishment...]