The Easy Guide To Loving Care. Poly Light's II AU Book.

Clean the wound

Trigger warning! Mentions of self harm and not taking care of one's mental being for a period of time.

Nobody's POV:

It was a rather quiet evening. Test tube was in her lab, studying and tinkering away at many different projects. Paintbrush was holding another art class in the community room. Lightbulb was walking Baxter along the beach. and Fan? He was in his room, writing on his blog. Or.. at least he was before.

He was scrolling through his comment sections, and some people did not have nice things to say about Fan.

Something along the lines of; "you don't deserve to be on the show." Or "I would've stayed in way longer than you." It hurt him knowing people didn't like him, really it did. He just wanted to have a good time on his favorite show. But now, he's sitting in bed, trying not to pierce his skin with a blade. He was stuck like that for a while, an hour, maybe even two.

Whilst in his panic. Paintbrush walked in, seeing him so vulnerable hurt them emotionally. They walked towards Fan, patting his back gently. "There there.. you're okay." They whisper to Fan, attempting to calm him down from his panic. And thankfully, he called down enough to make proper sentences again.

"P- Paintbrush I-" Fan was interrupted by them, they rubbed his back gently as they spoke. "It's okay. No one's going to hurt you. At least while I'm around." Paintbrush's hands moved to his arms, they gazed lightly, seeing the slight damage.

"Your bleeding? What.. happened?" They asked Fan, holding him close. Fan slumped into their grip, leaning into their chest. "I was looking at some comments that were on my blog, the ones about my time on the show. There were no nice things said about me. I- I don't know how to feel." He mumbled, still leaning against them.

It got to the point where Fan was just listening to Paintbrush's heartbeat. Soft, easy to listen to. Fan was spaced out while listening to it. Soon, Test tube and Lightbulb would return. Seeing the scene. "Aw, cute! Fan and Painty are cuddling!" Lightbulbs energy was what snapped Fan out of it. He looked at them with a happy smile. Getting up and going to hug them.

Paintbrush does the same. Hugging the three of them in a tight hug. Once it was over, Test tube held Fan's hands gently. Sensing his earlier tension. She'd roll up his sleeves. Seeing the few cuts that were still fleshy and bleeding. "Oh Fan.. not again." "Again? This has happened before?" Paintbrush asks, shoulders tensing. "Yeah.. it's only when he's super overstimulated though." Test tube responded, as if knowing everything about him. "Well what do we do?" Lightbulb asks, tilting her head like a confused puppy. "C'mon, bathroom we go."

"Hold still. This will only hurt for a moment." Test tube says, gently placing an alcohol wipe on the cuts. A stinging sensation filled Fan as he flinched and attempted to pull his arm away with no success. "Fan, the more you struggle, the more it hurts. Come on." Test tube poured more rubbing alcohol on the wipe, and continued to clean his wounds.

Paintbrush sitting on a step stool, Fan being on their lap and Lightbulb watching as Test tube worked, passing her things every now and then.

After wiping the wounds clean, Test tube would wrap his arms gently with gauze bandages. Giving Fan a forehead kiss. "There, all better." She says, helping him up. "Thank you, Test tube.. th- thank all three of you." He stumbled on his words, trying so hard not to. "Don't worry Fan-" Lightbulb began. "Hey, easy with the words. You've dealt with enough today." Paintbrush talked over Lightbulb, holding fan's hand. Paintbrush usually doesn't talk over me? Why did they do that? Lightbulb asked herself.

Soon, the four of them walked out of the bathroom, sitting Fan down. "There, you should rest now. Your exhausted." Test tube gently laid him down on his bed, kissing his forehead again. "Okay.. I'll go to sleep." Fan mumbles, rolling over and closing his eyes. The other three walked away slightly, letting him sleep. "I'm glad he's better now." Test tube said lowly, smiling softly as she watched him sleep. "Yeah, me too. I was worried about him, but he seems much happier now." Paintbrush sat on their bed, cracking their knuckles. "I'm gonna conk out too, see you guys tomorrow morning." They wave to Test tube and Lightbulb. Hugging Test tube and laying down.

Test tube smiles then leaves gently patting Lightbulb's shoulder. She smiled in response to that, then looked to Paintbrush. "... What about me? Do I not get hugs?" She asked innocently, walking over a bit. "Oh, shoot- my bad. C'mer Bulb's." They get up, reaching to hug Lightbulb. After a long hug, Lightbulb says her good nights and follows Test tube back to their room. Going to sleep for the night.