C+J•G~Drabbles!

☆Sprained Ankle☆

{ Johnnie sprained his ankle and his bf Carrington takes care of him!!!<3 }

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Johnnie and Carrington were cuddling in bed one night. But Johnnie stirred and woke up. Quietly, he slips out of his boyfriend's arms.

Itching for a cigarette, Johnnie quietly slipped his boots on and grabbed his pack. Pecking Carrington's head as he quietly left his bedroom.

As he walked down the dark hallway and towards the stairs, he yawned. Then proceeded to walk down the steps. But unfortunately, his eyes didn't adjust to the darkness, and he tripped over his boots and the stairs.

Carrington woke up when he heard a loud thud. He quickly sat up, the blanket falling off his body as he looked around the room, confused.

"Johnnie?" he called out, his voice groggy. He listened for a response, but when he didn't get one, he knew something was wrong.

"Fuck...!" Johnnie winced as he was sitting on the middle of the steps. Holding onto his ankle. He was in so much pain he couldn't manage to get the boot off either. "Carrington...!" He called out, wincing.

Carrington heard Johnnie's voice, and it was filled with pain. He quickly got out of bed, not even bothering to put on a shirt. He stumbled out of the room and made his way down the stairs, following the sound of Johnnie's voice.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his eyes adjusting to the darkness as he saw Johnnie sitting on the stairs, holding his ankle.

"No, fuck!" Johnnie exclaimed. Shutting his eyes tightly as he winced. "My ankle, Hon, my ankle."

Carrington quickly made his way over to Johnnie, his heart racing with worry. He knelt down next to him, gently touching his ankle. "What happened?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

Johnnie cried out. "Ow..! I fucking fell down the stairs! I was itching for a smoke and i just fell on my damn ass!" He exclaimed, trying to stand back up but he couldn't. "Ow! Ow! Ow!"

Carrington winced as he heard Johnnie's cry of pain. He quickly wrapped his arms around him, helping him to sit back down. "Careful, careful," he said, his voice soft. "Don't try to stand up yet. You might have sprained your ankle."

"Damnit," Johnnie whimpered in pain. "Fuck, it hurts so bad..! Get my boot off, its suffocating..!"

Carrington nodded and carefully started to unlace Johnnie's boot. He tried to be as gentle as possible, but every movement seemed to cause Johnnie pain.

Once the boot was off, he gently lifted Johnnie's foot and examined his ankle.

"OW, FUCK!" Johnnie shouted as his foot was raised. Jake called from the top of the stairs, "Are you guys okay?!"

Carrington looked up at Jake, his expression serious. "No, Johnnie fell down the stairs and hurt his ankle," he called back. "Could you come down here and help me?"

"Oh shit. Yeah!" Jake quickly went down. "Shit, Johnnie. The fuck?" He asked, helping Johnnie stand.

Johnnie stood on one foot as he kept the other elevated in the air. He winced, "I was itching for a smoke, and i fell down the first few steps."