Ship: Sam x Ponk
Type: Angst
TW: Crying
No one is judging you if you can't read this, take care of yourself.
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Ponk had no idea how it happened. All he remembers is leaving his house and the next thing he knows he's in a hospital bed, a sharp pain in his upper arm.
He looked down at it, trying to see what was wrong. His eyes landed on it and he yelped in surprise.
His shoulder was fine, no noticeable injury on it. The cause for the pain he felt was his arm, or rather, lack of it.
Almost all of his arm was gone, the only part of it left was wrapped tightly in bandages. He had no idea when or how this happened and he started panicking.
He heard footsteps and the door opened, Eret stepping in. Eret gave him some pain meds and explained what they knew.
Eret found Ponk unconscious on the ground, no one in sight. The two of them tried to think about who could've possibly done it, coming up empty handed.
Ponk left the castle half an hour later, thanking Eret and heading home. He tried to keep a good mindset. He felt there was no use in being upset when there's nothing he can do about it.
He finally arrived home and let himself in, not before struggling to find the right key one handed.
He walked into the living room to see Sam laying there, crying slightly and looking guilty and worried.
"Sam! You alright?"
"Ponkie I'm fine, you're the one who's not alright!"
Ponk went over and layed on top of his boyfriend, wondering what made Sam upset.
They laid in a pleasant silence for around 20 minutes before Ponk started to drift off, exhausted from the events that went down.
Finally Ponk fell asleep, not before hearing Sam's hushed quivering voice, sobs in between each word.
"Ponkie..m'so sorry-y..why d-did I.."
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