TW: swearing, implied past self harm, blood, unconscious body, falling, hospital, paperwork, stress saying 'fink'

Scar pov:

As I'm flying home I realise I probably should have told him that I'm not homophobic.

But it shouldn't be that big of a deal, right? I'll just fly over tomorrow and tell him. I'm sure he won't do anything bad. Not like me, Grians too smart to end up like me.

He should be smart enough to forget about me, but maybe he is a tad bit stubborn.

When I get home I find that it's perfectly normal, no one's here, everything is in it's place, no nightly visit. It's finally calm. It hasn't been like this in so long. I get the whole evening by myself, and I spend it watching movies to distract myself.

It was the first night I didn't even pull it out from where it's hiding in my drawer.

Grian pov:

I wake up with a sore back, neck and legs from sleeping on the floor sitting.

I groan, standing up and steadying myself on my island.

I have a few peaceful moments before I remember why I fell asleep on the floor of my kitchen.

"Fuck." I say, pressing the heels of my palms into my eyes. I cannot cry anymore than I already have, I still have to feed Maui and Pearl and do so much more things. Crying will not help me with any of those things.

I take a few deep breaths before deciding I'll just pop a bagel into the toaster and have that.

While it's toasting I feed Pearl and Maui. It burned while I was distracted.

I head outside to find Scar passed out on my front lawn, head bleeding on my dirt path.

"Oh my god." I say and run over to him to check his (imp)pulse.

But i don't know where you would find ones freaking pulse.

Isn't it the arm?

I feel around his arm until I find it, underneath his thumb.

"Thank fuck." I breath and try to pick him up.

What happened?

I try to rip off a piece of my shirt like they do in the movies, but it won't rip so I just take it off.

Pressing my new white shirt to his head I turn on my communicator.

<Grian> Is anyone strong available?

I wait for a few seconds, still putting pressure on Scars head.

What else were you supposed to do if one's injured?

Elevate.

I move so that I can put his head in my lap.

<Impulse> I am, what's up?

<Grian> I need help moving an unconscious Scar

<Impulse> Sure, at your base?

<Grian> Ya

I notice Scars eyes flutter.

He grumbles, his eyes still not fully open.

I talk to him quietly.

"You're okay." "Impulse is going to be here any minute." "Go back to sleep, I'll take care of you."

I hear a swish of wind and a thump on the ground.

"Impulse!" I exclaim, looking up at him with blood somehow on my face.

"What the fuck happened?"

"I-I don't know, I came out here and found him on the ground like this." I explain, feeling my eyes tear up.

I'd just told myself I wouldn't cry and now look at me, yet again crying over Scar who probably came to kill me.

"It's okay, I'll fly him over to Stress, she'll take care of him, you stay here, get yourself some coffee or tea and watch a movie or something to distract yourself, okay?" He says and I nod, moving to let him hold Scar.

"What's this for?" He asks, talking about the now red shirt on his head.

"It's to apply pressure to it and to stop the bleeding, or was supposed to. It's stupid."

"That's not stupid, that was really smart." He says and I realise I'm shirtless. In front of Impulse.

My face heats up and I smile at him, "Thanks dad," before walking back into my house, planning to do exactly what Impulse told me to.

I make myself tea then head to my den to watch another movie with Tom Holland in it.

I choose Spies In Disguise, he's the Walter Becket, the weird sciency kid.

I finish that movie then choose to watch Uncharted, that also has Tom Holland as the main character.

I nearly finish before I get a message from Stress.

<Stress> Impulse told me to tell you when Scar's available for visitors

I jump up, nearly dropping my communicator.

<Grian> I'll be there in five minutes

I'm unsure if I'll be able to keep the promise, but I fly as fast as I can and manage to make it in just over four minutes.

"Where's Scar?" I ask Stress who was filling out paperwork at the front desk. I don't know why she does paperwork, no one expects it from her but I don't ask.

"He over this way, but I'll need you to calm down before I can take you to Scar, sweety." She says and I take a few breaths and settle my wings.

"Okay, I'm calm now." I say and Stress leads me to where Scar is lying.

"Is he awake?" I ask her and she shakes her head.

"I fink he'll be awake in an hour, sweety." She says.

"Thank you."

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