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Knots (D\M\R)

(Dark's p.o.v)

A loud clattering sound makes me wake up with a start. Pain rushes up my shoulder into my neck. With a painful groan I lay back down. "What the hell..." I hiss through clenched teeth as I massage the back of my neck, hoping to relieve the pain. It seemed to help, until I went to turn my head. At least I tried to, but the pain was so intense that I quickly  straightened my neck with a small yelp. "Great...I must have slept wrong..." I grumble, sitting up like a plank, stiff and slow so I don't hurt myself again.

Getting changed proved to be almost impossible. Well getting a shirt on any way. Any movement I made with my shoulder, and arm would send pain shooting through my neck. After several attempts at the shirt I finally give up and walk out without it.

"Good morning Dark." Mark says with a cheerful smile. Around him on the floor lay several cooking dishes. Seeing me look at them he explains. "They fell out of the cabinet." He says, pointing to the open door.

I grunt and turn my body in order to see. "That's what that was."

"Oh you heard that? I hope it didn't wake you up." Mark says.

"It did actually, but whatever...um can I get to the food?" I ask motioning to the fridge Mark was standing in front of. With a chuckle he moves.

Eating was more then interesting. I couldn't even look down that well so I had to do some weird moves to even get the spoon to my mouth. As I do these interesting robotic like moves Mark finally comes in and also eats. He had been doing other stuff, what? I'm not sure but probably something with his YouTube job I could guess.

"What...are you doing?" He asks after several seconds of watching me.

"Slept wrong or something. My neck is slowly killing me." I reply. Mark nods. "Probably a kink, or knot or whatever. Heat usually helps, and massaging does too." He adds. I nod and finish up with my food, placing the dishes in the dishwasher. "I'll try that. But Heat? How would I do that?"

Mark thinks for a second. "Hot shower? Set the sprayer to a higher setting so it can pound into your neck or something." I turn my entire body toward him, making him chuckle. "I'll take anything to get this gone." I grumble.

"We got pain killers." Mark suggests. I shrug involuntary and growl as a sudden streak of pain goes through my neck. "I'm gonna try that shower thing...could you get the pills? I don't even know where they are." I say, carefully walking away. "Sure, and they are on top of the fridge anyway, in the first aid kit." Mark says.

The shower did do some help, the hard spray of the hot water loosened it up a bit, but it was only for a moment. When I got out it went back to being stiff. I grunt and growl my way to get dressed again, this time not even trying the shirt.

Stepping out of the bathroom I head for the living room and carefully sit down. "Holy shit...I never knew how much I used my neck muscles..." I hiss through clenched teeth, finally sitting down comfortably. Laying my head back I relax, the pain gone completely. I don't even look over as Mark walks in. I don't wanna have another shot of pain.

"Here are the pills and water if you want." He says, placing them on the coffee table. "I look over at him with only my eyes. "I can't move." He laughs and picks up the pills and cup. "Big baby. Here, I'm not gonna feed em to you. Anyway you need to move. Get those muscles moving, it will help loosen the knot that has formed." I frown at him then painfully sit up to take the meds. "It hurts."

"Yea I know it does. Its happened to me before, not fun." Mark chuckles. I only grunt a reply.

"Hay, can you lay down?" He asks. I give him a questioning look. "I...yea? Probably. But why?" I ask. "Oh...fuck me, hold on!" He laughs, running into the kitchen. He comes back with a hot water bottle. "The whole point in wanting you to lay down." He chuckles holding it up. "Found it with the first aid stuff." He adds.

"So like I need to lay on my back?" I ask trying to think of how to keep it on my neck with out having to hold it there. Mark shakes his head. "No, how about lay on your stomach, then the couch cushions can prop it up. The lid may be a problem if you laid on it." I nod and try to lay down. Which was painful and slow.

"Ugh...holy shit...I hope these pain meds kick in soon." I growl once I'm down. "Which side?" Mark asks. I reply with the left, and he sets the hot water bottle down. The heat takes a few seconds to get used to but it feels good.

"Have you massaged it at all? It seriously helps." Mark asks, taking out his phone, mumbling at it after it gives a notification sound. "Uh...besides the shower, not really." I reply.

Its a few seconds later when he puts the phone away. "Want me too?" He asks. "Uh...sure? I don't know you knew how." I add. He comes over and kneels a knee on the edge of the couch to give him some leverage as he presses his thumbs into my shoulder, slowly pushing in a circular motion up my neck. "I don't actually...well professionally any way."

"Ouch! Shish, not so hard!" I yelp when he hits a sensitive spot. "You gotta do it hard to help loosen it up Dark. By the way, it is seems like you got two knots, one here..." He presses on it making me hiss in pain. "And here." He adds, removing the hot water bottle and massaging my neck. I growl. "Yea I know they are there. I feel em just fine thank you very much."

"Yea well just man up and shut up." Mark says, slightly taking off pressure from his massaging. I shut my mouth and let him work his thumbs and palms into my shoulder blade and neck. A few seconds later I become desensitized of the pain and shut my eyes.

"Am I putting you to sleep?" Mark chuckles.

There was no answer, making him chuckle again.