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Post by BENJAMIN ALLEN on Sept 9, 2023 12:02:05 GMT -5
For the past few months, Ben had been unmoved in his hospital bed. There were no signs of injury or foul play - he just seemed to be in a deep, unnatural sleep, completely disconnected from the world. The truth was slightly different, though. He hadn't been able to move, speak, or even really feel what was going on around him, even just the harsh texture of the bedsheets or the slowly increasing temperature as the season changed - but he wasn't completely disconnected from the world. He could vaguely hear voices, register smells, even feel a few itches he had no way to scratch. He was aware that he'd been receiving visits, and he could recognize the mini Hufflepuff's smell - as strange as that sounded. He had no way of reacting, though.
This morning started much the same. He was vaguely aware of the presence next to him, and the familiar scent soothed him, allowing him some comfort. It had been difficult at first - feeling captive in his own body, struggling to break free only to find that he was unable to even just tense one muscle. Surrounded by nothing but darkness and all too vague stimuli, though, panic soon gave in to a sort of quiet resignation as his mind focused on finding ways to cope with his unpleasant reality. Love's presence proved to be the thing he could cling onto the most to ground himself and keep himself as connected to the world as he could in the given circustances. As such, when he was suddenly able to open his eyes that morning, he didn't panic, even as the light hitting his retinas burned like acid after spending so long in complete darkness. He let out a hoarse sound of pain as he closed his eyes again, tears forming in the corners of his eyes as his body tried to cope with the overwhelming sensation.
He didn't even register how it happened - at what point exactly he became able to move again. His body was so stiff and heavy that when he tried to lift his hand to his eyes to wipe the tears away, he let out another groan of pain, his muscles screaming in displeasure at being woken from their slumber. Merlin, had feeling always hurt this much?
Post by LOVE NIGHT on Sept 9, 2023 15:49:59 GMT -5
It had become a sort of routine to visit Ben in the Hospital Wing. Healer Kearn was pretty nice about it too so long as he didn't make too much noise. Which he didn't since he was only there to 'talk' to Ben. Sometimes he'd do his nails, one time he did Bens nails (they were now a sparkly, glittery blue), sometimes he would read. Mostly he would gossip.
This particular morning visit, he had been filing his nails. He had been talking about the very public breakup of two Hufflepuffs in the year above him when Ben suddenly sound. A hoarse sound of pain. Oh and healer Kearn had stepped out, it looked like. He jumped to his feet, his nail file clattering to the floor.
"Ben?! Don't try to move," he said, not quite sure what else to do here. Were Sun Park and Alecto Reid also waking up? He wanted to go check since he had occasionally been checking in on them too but he didn't feel right leaving Ben.
Post by BENJAMIN ALLEN on Sept 11, 2023 0:59:48 GMT -5
He could hear Love's voice clearly this time, which made him still himself instead of trying to move anymore. So he was awake; the other's voice rang clearly in his ears, and he could even hear him jumpig up on his feet, as well as a loud, unpleasant sound of something falling down the hard floor. The Hufflepuff had been holding something, he guessed? But he couldn't tell what it was just by the sound.
"No better thing to wake up to than your voice, Love." he grinned at him as much as he was able to, his facial muscles heavily protesting the sudden movement. His voice was hoarse, strained, and he had to cough a little, his throat feeling raw and dry after not speaking at all for so long. He'd never been particularly bothered by a little bit of pain, but Merlin, he did not like how everything seemed to hurt right now.
"Can you..." he coughed again, his throat protesting his attempt to keep speaking. "... cover my eyes a little? I want to look at you, but it's too bright." he asked in a strained voice, turning his head towards him. The light burned his eyes like acid, and he had no desire to open his eyes to feel it set his retinas on fire once again; but perhaps with a little shade from the mini Hufflepuff's hand, he could endure it. Sure, he should probably be asking more important questions - what happened, how did he get here, how long had he been "asleep"? But his priorities had never been very straight, and right now he was more interested in seeing that cute little face than in getting answers.
Post by LOVE NIGHT on Sept 11, 2023 3:06:41 GMT -5
Ben went still which was a small blessing since it seemed like moving hurt the Ravenclaw. He blinked a bit before letting out a sort of ha! So even when waking up from a coma, Ben lost no time hitting on him. Good to know. As it was, Love felt there were more important things for Ben to be worrying about.
Love found a glass of water with a straw and listened as Ben tried speaking. He obliged and covered the Ravenclaws eyes with one hand while pressing the straw up against Bens lips. "Some water, it might soothe your throat," he explained. He had so many questions like did Ben know what had happened? Did he have any ideas who might have done this?
Post by BENJAMIN ALLEN on Sept 15, 2023 22:29:58 GMT -5
When Love placed his hand over his eyes, Ben slowly tried opening them, hissing a bit as his eyes burned, protesting his effort. He managed to force himself to keep his eyes open, though, blinking rapidly as tears formed in the corners of his eyes, his vision slowly adjusting and allowing him to actually see what was going on, even if fairly blurry.
"Your hand is so soft." he murmured in a tone of compliment, coughing again before the Hufflepuff brought the straw to his lips, offering him water. He sipped on the water, feeling his guts turn in protest at ingesting anything, but managing to keep the liquid down as he allowed it to soothe his throat and make his mouth feel less like the Sahara desert. "Thanks." he said in a slightly clearer voice, tilting his head a bit so he could peek at Love's face from under his palm. Mm. As cute as ever.
"I would grab you, but it hurts to move." he made a small grimace. "What happened?" he inquired, his voice kind of dying in the middle as it was still difficult to use his vocal chords this much after not making a sound for months. He had no idea if the Hufflepuff had any answers, but he was the only one he could ask at the moment.
Post by LOVE NIGHT on Sept 23, 2023 3:38:08 GMT -5
Love winced as Ben hissed. He remembered kind of feeling that way, when he had been turned. Though he had mostly blocked out those memories. He didn't like remembering all that. So instead he focused on his friend as Ben seemed to be getting his bearings.
He chuckled as Ben told him that his hand was soft. "My bedtime lotion routine must be working then," he murmured as he watched Ben sip on the water. He set the cup back onto the side table when Ben finished taking his sip of his water. He smiled at the other as he noticed him peeking out from under his palm.
"Nice to see you have your priorities in order," he admonished teasingly before shrugging when Ben asked what had happened. "One moment you, Alecto Reid and Sun Park were flying... the next you were falling to the ground. It was horrifying and I'm sure would have been worse if professors hadn't acted so fast. It was terrifying to witness, I followed when they brought you here and they couldn't seem to figure out either. It's almost end of school now." He shuddered a little as he remembered how the three students had looked as they fell.
Post by BENJAMIN ALLEN on Oct 3, 2023 6:06:25 GMT -5
"I wouldn't mind checking the effectiveness of your routine more often, you know..." he murmured in a strained tone, forcing his voice to cooperate even if it made his throat ache. He didn't like being sick -- he'd always been one to push through it even when he was severely injured, and he wouldn't want this time to be any different. What good did it do to him to sit there and cry at the way his whole body hurt, when he could instead take this opportunity to get the mini Hufflepuff closer? If being in a coma got him closer to what he wanted, then good! He would take that and forget about the rest.
"One moment you, Alecto Reid and Sun Park were flying... the next you were falling to the ground. (...) It was terrifying to witness, I followed when they brought you here (...) It's almost end of school now."
That did not sound good at all. Why him and two Slytherins? That seemed rather odd. He frowned slightly, biting back a wince when his face protested the move. Merlin, everything hurt so much he just wanted to knock himself out and go back to sleep. "Well, I'm glad you followed when they brought me here. I could hear you, you know." he grinned briefly at him, and winced when he forced himself to push his arm closer to Love. "The answer is yes... you can color in my tattoos."
He had no idea about the mysterious illness, so it seemed pointless to talk about that any further. Nothing they could do about it, right? He would talk to the healer when she was back, but until then... until then he wanted more of Love.
Post by LOVE NIGHT on Oct 24, 2023 22:52:22 GMT -5
"I don't know whether to be more flattered or concerned that a boys first priority after waking up from a coma is to hit on me," Love said teasingly. He was definitely feeling a mix of both.
His skin flushed when the other boy said he had heard him. He had thought it potentially possible but that didn't make it any less embarrassing. He lightly traced his fingers over one of the uncoloured tattoos. "I'll keep that in mind," he said with a small giggle.
Post by BENJAMIN ALLEN on Oct 27, 2023 16:30:03 GMT -5
"Well, obviously, I've missed you the most." he gave him a somewhat tremulous smile, as it hurt to have any clear facial expression.
He didn't say it, but he was very glad that Love had come to see him, and that he was here now when he woke up. He usually phrased his flirting like he was joking, but truthfully he wasn't someone who had a lot of friends, or a lot of people with whom he liked to hang out; he kept to himself most of the time, and changed hobbies too often to really blend into any given group that formed around common activities or shared interests. As such, his words rang almost a little too true, as the Hufflepuff was indeed the one whose company he wanted the most.
Seeing Love's face flush like that made him want to reach out and touch his cheek, but it hurt too much to move, so he just looked at him with an admiring expression.
"I should probably go get a healer."
"Okay." he agreed, trying to relax a bit more so as to stop the pain from pulling at every inch of his body whenever he was trying to move even a little bit. He wouldn't mind some painkillers or something, now that he thought about it, and maybe a check-up to make sure his body was actually still in working order after not being used for so long.
