Aftermath

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By: Obsticaltities on Ao3

Boris x Theodore

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Theo paced around his shared apartment waiting for his husband Boris to return home. It was late at night, checking his watch every so often the time was about 2:45 am. Theo was beginning to worry, Boris usually was never late coming home and even if he was he would at least call and tell Theo he would be late. Theo ran his hand through his hair.

The soft jingle of keys broke Theo out of his thoughts. He rushed to the door opening it and revealing Boris who had been beaten.Boris limped inside then closed the door behind him. The gashes on his face the most noticeable thing on his body. Theo looked at him in wide eyes.

"Boris! What happened!? Who did this too you!" He yelled causing Boris to flinch.

"I'm fine, Potter, please move." Boris said pushing pasted Theo making his way to the recliner by the fireplace. Theo trailed behind him as Boris blooped down in the chair. He sighed closing his eyes.

Theo got close to him trying to touch his cheek but Boris hissed once he felt Theo's light finger tips."Knock it off!" Boris shouted at Theo who winced. Boris opened his eyes half way and grabbed Theo's hand gently.

"mne zhal' detka" Boris said softly.

"What happened too you??" Theo said worriedly. He knelt down to Boris' height looking at him with intent.

Boris shrugged and Theo got more upset, "Boris please! Talk to me!"

Boris sighed shakily, "Drug bust I went on didn't go as planned. Had backup guys in back. Couldn't escape without getting a beating. Lucky I got away in time"

Theo squeezed his hand trying to hold back tears, "Your so stupid! You have no idea how stupid you are! You know how dangerous that is! Why would you-" Theo was then cut off with Boris lips.

Theo could taste the blood on Boris' lips which made him drawl back. "I need to clean you up." Theo said getting up making his way over to the bathroom where the first aid kit was. He came back to see Boris hunched over in the recliner.

Theo ran towards him kneeling down instantly. "Boris!? Boris are you okay!?" He panicked just as Boris lifted his head up.

"I'm fine, doll." Boris replied with a small side smile. Theo smiled back concerned about his well being. He took out some bandaids and medical tape as long as ointment for the gashes and peroxide. He then began fixing Boris up.

"Can you take your shirt off?" Theo asked while Boris nodded, slowly taking off his jacket and his button up black dress shirt. He winced out in pain as his hands made contact with the bruises on his chest. Theo hushed him looking at his chest, trying not to blush, Theo got up again to get ice.

"Boris you really need to stop all this." Theo said putting the ice on his chest. "You had me worried sick. No call, no text, Boris don't do that... please."

"I'm sorry, Potter. I meant to call but my phone was out of service. I'll be more careful next time, yeah?" Boris said and Theo shook his head putting a medical strip on Boris' lip next.

"No next time Boris! I'm serious! I'm not letting this happen again!"

Boris sighed, "Is job potter."

"I honestly don't care Boris I really don't. Please I'm begging you here don't do jobs like this. I can't lose you. Please. Not you." Theo's lip started to tremble as he finished patching Boris up.

Boris gentle pulled Theo in for a hug. He rested his head on Theo's shoulder. "I promise, I will not leave you, not yet."Theo smiled at the sincerity in Boris' voice. If they didn't have trust, they had nothing."Okay, I believe you, just be safe next time okay? Make sure to call me if your going to be late next time." Theo said backing out of the hug.

Boris nodded."Now, I'm hungry let's order take out." Boris said reaching for the phone on his left. Theo chuckled a little sitting on the floor across from him.

"Chinese or Mexican?" Boris suggested holding the phone with his bandaged up hand.

"Chinese. You get more that way." Theo replied,

"Ah yes, more the better, wonderful point, Potter." Boris complimented as he dialled the restaurant. Theo beamed looking down at the first aid kit that was still placed in front of him. He was lucky Boris was handsome or he'd be in for more than he could chew with his bullshit.

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