Tord felt a small presence, and relaxed, sleeping quietly. He didnt move much in his sleep, knowing he'd wake up in pain if he were to shift around to much, it would reopen all his wounds. Or the few he had that weren't 100% sealed up. Dreamland was calm, peaceful, and happy. He woke up before noon, his head hurting a bit since he was still feeling the drugs in his system from the hospital. He blushed up feeling toms hold and his scent just engulfed him. He relaxed and pressed close, ignoring the excruciating pain in his forearms and chest. He felf safe, calm, happy. Everything felt right. But he still felf terrible, knowing what he had done.
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FanfictionTord starts off in the hospital, and when he gets home, things change.
