postictal: (let me out let me out)
Tim W█████ ([personal profile] postictal) wrote in [community profile] aftr_stories 2018-02-03 06:20 pm (UTC)

[An arm across his shoulders.]

[It's like a hug, halfway done and sloppy and desperate and hopeful and something about it is like arms laid down across his front so he doesn't struggle when they slip the needle into the crook of his elbow so they can get a baseline for his blood work, this won't hurt a bit Timothy, just be a good boy and let us help you, and he can't - he can't sit here and let it happen when it tenses him, freezes him, is like barbed wire crawling down his throat and into his chest and around his heart.]

[Out. He has to get out.]

[He has to shuffle back, step by step, struggling free, wincing, cringing, trying not to shiver.]


I can't. I - can't right now.

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