thebastion | [Day 190] I work until it's late [CLOSED]

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[Day 190] I work until it's late [CLOSED]

Who: ~~A dumbass teenage couple~~ Bon and Rinchan
Open: Closed
When: Day 190
Where: Tower Apartments
What: So Bon went a little trigger happy yesterday with a Bazooka courtesy of the other Okumura. Guess who gets frequent migraines even without repeated concussive explosions? Guess who has a migraine today? And guess who gets to take care of him?
Format: Action
Warnings: Again, Rin is a warning unto herself. Also for Yukio's sake: likely chance of non violent face contact.

[Rin getting up before Bon was a fairly common thing anymore, if only because her duties at the kitchen usually required some degree of "being awake before most everyone else". She hadn't quite mastered Yukio's skill at only functioning on four hours of sleep, but she had managed to drop down from her usual 11-12 to something closer to 6. Zulf had been busy with mapping with Zayna (and probably dealing with a good deal of his own grief given what was happening with those locations) and Mireielle was spending most of her time with her newborn, so Rin had silently taken up the slack in the kitchen.

Not exactly the best way to spend a whole lot of time with one's boyfriend, but she justified it by saying that it "kept her out of trouble".

Ironic, considering just the day before Bon and Yukio had decided target practice with high explosives in the Dragonfield was a good idea.

Rin had let them go about it after a bit of yelling, but as she was about to find out, Bon wound up paying for it not in injury but in a massive migraine.

Of course Rin didn't know this when she had gotten up before him and gone to work. It wasn't until later when she realized he hadn't come down for breakfast that she hurried back to the apartment after cleaning up.

The apartment was quiet, as quiet as if no one was home, but she hadn't seen him anywhere else on her way there. Moving towards the slightly cracked door of the bedroom, she peeked her head in and called out.]

Ryuuji?

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[And fwoomp the blanket goes, as it falls down around them. Too cozy now, neither of them can leave.

Bon's not sure if it's the medicine or having Rin right there, but already he's feeling better. The migraine's not fully gone, but the edge is going away from it, and he can actually think more.]

Makes sense. This place is kinda old anyway, so they'd have old stuff. Probably heroin or opium, I'd guess.

[Rin will still try to move later when lunch needs to be made. She's thinking an easy soup, something that won't be hard to eat and won't aggravate any possible side effects like nausea.]

Ew. Isn't that shit like... super bad for you?

Only if you keep taking it. It's a really effective painkiller, but it's highly-addictive.

[Somebody paid attention in their doctor classes. Apparently Rin did not.]

Hopefully we'll never need it, but it would be useful for emergency surgery or something like that.

[Also, soup would be perfect for lunch. food that does not need to be chewed = easiest and best to eat.]

[Of course she didn't.]

... maybe that's what they used on me.

[She hasn't thought about that day much since she had recovered, but the scar was still there on her shoulder - a slightly pinkish discoloration in a star burst pattern going down to her chest and creeping just so over her back. Given that she had tugged off her over shirt and left herself in a camisole before climbing in to bed with Bon, the scar could be seen easily.

It was hard to forget it entirely anyway. It was the first time she had ever been injured so severely that her body couldn't recover completely on it's own, and the first time she had ever needed any sort of surgery.

The whole thing had been pretty damn scary...]

[Oh Rin.

She doesn't even have to explain that, Bon knows exactly what she's talking about. He was there, after all, and he had seen the scar just before she had climbed into bed.

Bon reaches over and slips his hand through her hair, until his fingertips are touching the side of her head, to gently pull her closer, so that her head will rest on his chest. But he'll leave his hand there, and his thumb rubs over her temple gently.]

Probably. I didn't see what they gave you, but it had to have been strong.

[It had been entirely subconscious after the fact, to ignore her sleeveless shirts and dresses, to wear things with slightly less dip to the collar, to hide that bright scar with cloth. It wasn't that she didn't want people to stare (though avoiding that was a bonus) it was that she didn't want to think about it. It wasn't just a wound, it was a reminder. A reminder that Night was gone, and that Rin herself wasn't nearly as indestructible as she had thought...

The motion draws out a low rumbling in her chest, not quite a full on purr but certainly a content noise. She didn't want him to be in pain, but she had done all he could for that, and if nothing else at least she had the rest of the day to be with him like this.

It was nice. They hadn't been terribly affectionate since the funeral...]

Mn... I'm glad there was somethin' there for it...

[It was hard to be close and affectionate. Night had died, and then shortly after that Yukio had shown up, and even now Bon wasn't sure how far to go with him in the general vicinity. Even though Bon and Rin were only cuddling and kissing sometimes, he gets the feeling that even holding hands would draw a death-glare from Yukio.

The reason he's letting it slide today is that having a migraine really limits the number of fucks he gives about other people's opinions. If Yukio burst in that room right then, Bon would be yelling at him for other reasons besides interrupting the cuddling.]

How's it feeling, by the way? Does it still hurt?

[And Rin generally doesn't give any fucks anyway, Yukio or not, but having him there at all was enough of an emotional strain after what happened to Night. It was easier to close herself off and pretend to be fine than to deal with Yukio's reaction to anything he might have seen.

Like this, though... she realizes how much she missed it. Yukio could rage all he wanted about the situation, her feelings for Bon came long before he arrived in the Bastion.]

Sometimes. Mostly when I'm sleepin'. Surprised you didn't hear me the other day when I rolled over on it.

[She'd let out a pretty good number of swears at that between her teeth.

That was the other thing, too. Her want to hide the wound from her own eyes also hid it from Yukio, and yet if she went to him now about pain killers for it, she would have to explain what happened.

And that was something else she didn't want to deal with...]

[Bon happened to be a heavy sleeper, unfortunately. Rin would have to actually shout, or kick him or something, to wake him up. ]

Sorry, I was out like a light.

[Since the migraine is becoming more manageable, he lifts his other arm off of his forehead, and moves it down to lay across Rin's back in a lazy half-hug sort of thing.]

I'll need to find something new to deal with these migraines anyway, I could ask Okumura-sensei for something for you too.

[She's probably learned that the hard way a few times already.

His offer to get her something from Yukio makes her go quiet, though, and she shifts a little under his arm, pressing her face in to his chest more.]

He doesn't know...

...why not?

[Rin you're supposed to talk with your brother about things like this.]

[Hahahaha that's funny.]

Nnn he'll just yell at me for gettin' in that situation in the first place!

[Whoops a little too loud there Rin, Bon is flinching at the sounds.]

Oi, not so loud, I get it.

Sorry...

[At least it was somewhat muffled? Though against his chest, he was still going to hear it. ]

He hasn't even seen it...

It might be a good idea to let him, he's a doctor. He'll probably know more that could help with any pain.

[But he can easily figure out what might be holding Rin back, so.]

...You don't have to explain how you got it.

[It was still bothering her. She'd sustained a good deal of damage and for all that her body was able to heal on it's own, she still had to recover like a normal person after a quick surgery to make sure her entire arm didn't fall off.

She grimaces at the idea. She knows Yukio will ask. For as different as they were, she had put it out there that they were still very much siblings. He wasn't going to not care just because this was his sister and not his brother that he had grown up with.

But she can't just keep putting up with it either. It was going to start affecting her work and her fighting sooner or later.]

I... guess I can talk to him later...

[She goes quiet again, minutes passing before she speaks.]

... it looks pretty horrible, doesn't it?

[Bon was pretty smart, and if he weren't hurting in the head he would have said a smart response there. Something about how it looks horrible because of the pain it represented, not because of how it physically looked.

But he wasn't quite as smart when he was in pain like this, so his answer is not quite so smart either.]

A little? But not like...unbearably horrible. It's more of a reminder, and that's the horrible part.

[Maybe not the most eloquent thing for him to say, but she gets what he's trying to say and even smiles sadly back at him for it.]

It is... I hate lookin' at it. I won't even wear my tanktops anymore 'cause it shows so much...

That's a shame, I like seeing you in tanktops, scars or not.

[That's a little more eloquent on his part, and a lot more honest and truthful.]

[Uwhoh, Rin's tail is thumping against the bed at that.]

Oh? Do you?

[ He'said smiling a bit more now. ]

Yep. They make you look cute.

[Geez Bon get her tail wagging more.]

Well if that's the case, I could wear them more. If you really want me to.

[He likes it when she does that, it's a genuine show of emotion from her. ]

Only if you're comfortable with it.

[A noisy one, though. It's thudding against the bed pretty hard.]

Well... I don't like the scar, but I can't hide from it forever, right? And you like it...

And given our chosen field of work, I bet we're both going to end up with a lot of scars eventually.

[Even if they're in the Bastion, and demons are few and far between, they're still exorcists.]

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