*slides the shirt on him, stepping away after that to get him a small sketchbook and a pen to write with. Places them on the bed before going over to hug him again*
*hugs him back, rubbing up his spine, smiling, not wanting him to feel bad*
*nuzzles into him, feeling something much worse than bad right now*
.. You’re going to bruise…
*shrugs, giving him a squeeze*
*nods* Don’t try to talk right now. I’ll get you something to write on.
*shifts, sliding Tristan off his lap and onto the bed beside him. Goes over to the drawers to get out some comfortable clothes for him, coming back over*
Can you stand?
*nods and smiles, standing up a little shakily, but staying up. He’s not feeling too bad now*
*watches him carefully in case he falls. Takes the clean boxers and holds them out on the floor so he can step into them*
*taps the top of his head lightly, but steps into the anyway*
*gently headbutts his stomach in retaliation before sliding them up. Takes the shirt, waiting for him to hold his arms up*
*comes a little closer and does as expected, holding his arms up*
*slides the shirt on him, stepping away after that to get him a small sketchbook and a pen to write with. Places them on the bed before going over to hug him again*
*hugs him back, rubbing up his spine, smiling, not wanting him to feel bad*
*nods* Don’t try to talk right now. I’ll get you something to write on.
*shifts, sliding Tristan off his lap and onto the bed beside him. Goes over to the drawers to get out some comfortable clothes for him, coming back over*
Can you stand?
*nods and smiles, standing up a little shakily, but staying up. He’s not feeling too bad now*
*watches him carefully in case he falls. Takes the clean boxers and holds them out on the floor so he can step into them*
*taps the top of his head lightly, but steps into the anyway*
*gently headbutts his stomach in retaliation before sliding them up. Takes the shirt, waiting for him to hold his arms up*
*comes a little closer and does as expected, holding his arms up*
*nods* Don’t try to talk right now. I’ll get you something to write on.
*shifts, sliding Tristan off his lap and onto the bed beside him. Goes over to the drawers to get out some comfortable clothes for him, coming back over*
Can you stand?
*nods and smiles, standing up a little shakily, but staying up. He’s not feeling too bad now*
*watches him carefully in case he falls. Takes the clean boxers and holds them out on the floor so he can step into them*
*taps the top of his head lightly, but steps into the anyway*
*picks his head up to look him over. Very, very gently runs his fingers over his throat. Doesn’t say anything else*
*mouths* ‘I’m okay’
*looks like he’s about to cry again. Just hugs him close*
Please don’t.. ask me to do that again..
*shakes his head again and leans on him*
*kisses the side of his neck, leaning back against the headboard with him. Doesn’t want to close his eyes. He might see something bad*
*tries to speak again* Ca- Nn, yh- help M-he dress *makes a face because that hurt*
*nods* Don’t try to talk right now. I’ll get you something to write on.
*shifts, sliding Tristan off his lap and onto the bed beside him. Goes over to the drawers to get out some comfortable clothes for him, coming back over*
Can you stand?
*nods and smiles, standing up a little shakily, but staying up. He’s not feeling too bad now*
*picks his head up to look him over. Very, very gently runs his fingers over his throat. Doesn’t say anything else*
*mouths* ‘I’m okay’
*looks like he’s about to cry again. Just hugs him close*
Please don’t.. ask me to do that again..
*shakes his head again and leans on him*
*kisses the side of his neck, leaning back against the headboard with him. Doesn’t want to close his eyes. He might see something bad*
*tries to speak again* Ca- Nn, yh- help M-he dress *makes a face because that hurt*
Okay, hold on I’ll- *picks up the basket and takes it with him to the kitchen, coming back with a large brown envelop, passing it to him*
She got a 3D scan… you can really see his face clearly… Oh, and it’s a boy… which is also pretty obvious…
*he flips through the scans and ends up sighing* I’m happy for you
*sits back down and hugs him from the side* I’m really excited… He looks so much like Fannar too just…
*he looks over at him and drapes his arm around him* you’ll be a wonderful father I know it
Thank you Mathias… I hope so.
so the background is fully blocked out at last
had to change a few things because I made a really shitty base sketch.
I THOUGHT THIS WAS KIDDING SOGMLASG
HOLY SHIT
(Source: dont-blink-korra)
