Tangled up

Injuries

As Darien woke up, he immediately sat up and reached into his pocket, pulling out a silver ring. A ring his older brother had given him when he was a kid. He grabbed his button down and his vest, putting them on in a hurry. Had he been kidnapped? Last night was a blur.. And the bandages on his chest were a clue. He recalled all the events of last night and groaned. He grabbed his beanie and put it over his ears again.

Milan walked into the doorway, leaning against the doorframe before Darien even saw him.

"So, a Pureblood, hm?" Milan tilted his head. Darien glared at him almost immediately "You tried to kill me." He grabbed his bag and stood up, immediately falling back onto the bed, With a yelp of pain. "Fuck!" Milan grinned at him. "What the hell Happened?" Darien winced in pain again. Milan walked over to him and helped him up by wrapping an arm around him and gently holding his hand.

"Gentle for a murderer aren't ya?" Darien winced, before giggling. Milan rolled his eyes and whispered in Darien's ear. "Careful now, Elf boy. I bite.." Darien giggled and pushed Milan gently. "I know you bite, Wolf boy"