[ hospitals still leave a bad taste in his mouth. scientists and doctors leave him tense and scared in a way that makes him feel small and childish. he hates it. hates this. hates knowing that this is where he'll end, slowly, feeling like a science project once more.
the room is dim. cloud's on his side, sheets pulled up to his chin. the light burns his eyes now, he keeps them closed most of the time. they crack open now to take in the sight of the older blonde, expression haggard and worn down to the bone. ]
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the room is dim. cloud's on his side, sheets pulled up to his chin. the light burns his eyes now, he keeps them closed most of the time. they crack open now to take in the sight of the older blonde, expression haggard and worn down to the bone. ]
What do you want?