Septiplier Neko!jack

2~Wounds

Last time:

Jack recognized the bottle and backed away with frightened eyes

Now:

Mark walked closer and set it in front of him. "There. You can have it. I won't use it on you" Jack nodded slowly and went to get up but fell down with a cry of pain.
Mark pursed his lips. "I will help you alright?" he said, kneeling down to pick him up bridal style. Jack blushed lightly and his tail wrapped around mark's arm.
Mark smiled at him, although he was worried about the weight of the other. He carried him inside his house and closed the door with his foot. "Alright" he said, carefully putting him down on the biggest couch. "I will get my first aid kit and some pain killers alright?" "ok" Jack nodded. Once mark left Jack moved and sat on the floor.
Mark came back soon with a box and a glass of water. "oh, are more comfortable down there?" he asked, setting the glass and box on the table. "I'm only allowed to sit on the floor" Jack said looking down then sneezed. Mark heart ached again. God damn it. What have they done to him? "Look" he kneeled in front of him, trying to keep his expression kind, "This is my house alright? And I say you can sit anywhere you want. So, you can choose freely" he said, and opened the box to take out some cotton and a bottle of purified water. Jack nodded and moved back onto the couch.
"Nice" Mark smiled and kneeled in front of him. "now, i have to clean your wounds ok? So show me where they are, and how you got them so I know what to use"

Jack pulled off his shirt with difficultly and took off his pants. His body was covered in cuts, bruises and scars some worse than others. There were gashes in Jack's back from when they whipped him. His bones showed because they starved him.
Mark took a look at him and nodded softly. It was good to be an actor, because he could keep a straight face in these kind of situations when he was honestly horrified. "Alright.. " He began cleaning his legs and pursed his lips. "Oh, by the way, I'm Mark Fischback. And you?" Jack winced every so often at the pain. "jack"
"Nice name" He looked up at him and smiled before he moved to the other leg. "I assume I can't call the police, right?"
"what are 'the police'?" Jack asked watching Mark.
"ah... They are authorities, send bad people to a cell" Mark explained, it was like talking to a child. He wrapped Jack's legs in bandages and band aids.
"who's bad people?" Jack blushed out of embarrassment as his tail flicked around behind him. "People who do bad things, hurt other people" Mark said, staring to clean Jack's arm carefully. "The ones that hurt you, for example" Jack winced and teared up at some memories. "oh" was all he said as he watched Mark.
Mark nodded and sighed softly, "You're safe here, okay? They can't hurt you anymore" he reassured him as he kept taking care of his various wounds. Jack stayed quiet and let Mark clean him up until "achoo"
Mark looked up at him, "Oh, must have caught a cold out there" he hummed for a second and turned around, looking through his pills. "Oh, alright, this one and... This one" he took two of them and the glass of water. "Take this" Jack looked wearily at the pills but took them anyways and drank the water.
"It'll help your cold and make the pain stop" He explained, taking the cotton and purified water. "I'll clean your torso now, alright?"
"s-sure". Mark nodded and started doing so, putting on ointment carefully and wrapping bandages when necessary. "How are you feeling now?" "tired" Jack muttered with a yawn. "You must be" Mark nodded, tired himself. "Well, I just need to do your back now, can you turn around?"
Jack froze "um.......s-sure" Jack slowly slowly turned around. Mark winced at the sight. "You poor thing..." he mumbled, starting to clean his wounds. Jack pulled away with a cry of pain. Mark stopped and pursed his lips. "Is it too bad Jack?"
"I-it hurts" Jack pouted.
"Ah, I'm sorry, but I have to clean it so it won't get infected. I'll do it softer, so just stand it for a little ok?" Mark smiled, carefully stroking his shoulder. Jack nodded. "Very good, you're very good" Mark started cleaning his back again, softer this time. It was obvious what they have done to him. Jack bit his lip.
Once he was done Mark sighed softly and patted Jack's back. "Alright, I think we should go to sleep now" "Ok" Jack sneezed again. Mark hummed and stood up. "I have some clothes in the guest room for you. Do you think you can walk?"
"I don't think so my ankle is injured" Jack replied nervously. Mark nodded and picked him up again, "Alright Jack" he said, almost cradling him into his arms as he headed to the guest room.
Jacks tail wrapped around marks bicep "s-sorry" Jack muttered blushing bright red with embarrassment.
"It's fine" Mark smiled, restraining himself to kiss the other's forehead. He walked into the guest room and carefully set Jack onto the bed. "okay, now..." he turned around to open the closet and look for the smallest clothes he could find.
Jack laid down while he waited. Soon falling asleep from exhaustion, he curled in a ball like a cat and softly purred in his sleep.
Mark blinked and turned his head. "oh.." he looked at the shirt and sweatpants in his hands and hummed. His cold would get worse if he slept like that. He walked over to the bed and started dress him, careful to not make sudden moves or noise. He sighed at all the wounds one last time. What kind of monster would do something like that?