First Aid

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I have got a few requests and you lot have not idea how happy that makes me.....

That being said, each of them is a very interesting troupe, I'm working on them. You'll get to see a few very soon...

So, meanwhile a fluff fic featuring my ongoing obsession, Mersal. Also, this might be considered as a request becuase missnwrites did ask me more of the brothers..

Vetri is a magician, assassin, killer and neighborhood's Robin hood. What he is not is a doctor. Which explained the shit box he carried around with the label of first aid....

The first time Maaran saw it was right after Vetri got hit by a truck, died and he bought him back.

The time stamp would be somewhere after they killed Daniel and somewhere before Vetri surrendered to police.

Maaran was fussing over Vetri to somehow stop the shoulder blade bleeding, therefore preventing another episode and inevitable death.

Maaran was exhausted, he had felt every possible human emotion in the last twenty four hours and didn't want a repeat of many of them.

Including the sheer devastating fear of Vetri dying. Mainly that..

So, one can neither blame nor stop him when he takes off the stupid jacket and tries  it as a makeshift sling.

But Vetri does, he understands what Maaran is about to do the moment he takes off his jacket and holds his hand stopping the jacket from transforming into a sling.

Maaran is a matured person, he is a doctor and he evidently is the big brother here, but he still cannot stop that annoyed sigh before he looks up at Vetri.

"Enna da?" He asks keeping a hand on the wound.

Vetri looks at him like he has just found the elixir that is cure all and says, "I have a first aid box."

Maaran sighs, "And you didn't tell me this before becuase?"

Vetri shrugs and then winces.

Maaran holds him tighter and says, "tell me where it is.. I'll get it!"

Vetri shakes his head and stands up.

Maaran gets up in a flash and gets ready to hold him if he stumbles with a 'you shouldn't be standing young man' and a 'I swear to God if you don't sit down...'

When Vetri unceremoniously puts his uninjured hand around Maaran and looks at him as if gesturing him to start walking.

Now, Maaran shakes his head, hides his smile and takes the lead.

He leads Vetri back into the warehouse and examines the place.

There are bunch of trunks(fancy)

Too many hangers, coats and jackets, (how does vetri even where them in Chennai's weather)

A bunch of dead bodies.. Meh! Oh there is Daniel, he is not dead yet? Maaran doesn't think much of it as he knows vetri must have something planned for him.

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