Whistler was pacing. His shift was hours away. And he wasnt allowed in early. The doctors would force him out if he tried. He needed to go out. He got dressed in his white uniform and swallowed a vanilla joy pill. He was still worried.
He walked around town. Hed do some shopping! He didn't know when his lover could come back. But he focused on it being soon! He was going to stock up on groceries. It was rare to see a white uniformed bobby roaming. Hed smile kindly and tip his helmet to wellies. He was going to make his lover proud!!
The bobby was wearing only his boxers again. Strapped to the exam table. He was also gagged with a rubber gag. It was better then him biting off his tongue. The doctors were examining his head. They needed to cut some hair off to get a good look. John was going to kill Arthur. He didn't care. He was determined now. The doctors were keeping them apart. Sadly where they were at was the only place with empty containment cells. Though they were the only two in that wing. The bobby was sedated but still awake. They were just doing it as a precaution. His head was fucked bad... the doctors kept talking to a minimum to not worry the bobby. He wanted to go home. But only after slaughtering Arthur. This was such a waste of time for him. All because of some bastard.
Arthur was currently in his cell, reading a book. They told him he could sleep. Seeing as they needed full staff attention on constable. They threatened to take the mans glasses if he argued. Thankfully he didn't. He was snug in bed as he read. It was a book about cooking. They had slim choice. So Arthur decided to read up. He was absolutely loving it!
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A lovers curse
FanfictionSo I have a we happy few idea in my head. This would be a oneshot but I have more in mind uwu extremely excited to write this!! TRIGGER WARNINGS: VIOLENCE, CUSSING, SEX, ETC. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THOSE.
