ALMOST HUMAN ➵ injuries

[wormwood.]

i was born, on the highway, in a train wreck

with a heart, that was beating, out of my chest

In any other scenario, Aurum probably would've been delighted and warmed by the fact that Crowley was comforted by his presence, even if the majority of the reasoning behind it was because the guardsman had absolutely wrecked Ligur and Hastur the last time they had come around. Still, he wasn't able to truly enjoy the moment, due to the fact that he felt nothing but anxiety over the state Crowley was currently in. When the large lion felt Crowley relax under the gentle touch of his feathers, he let out a slightly relieved breath, glad that Crowley was at least reacting to something, even if it wasn't the tornado of words leaving his mouth. Later, the angel would probably be extremely grateful to learn that Crowley hadn't really been listening to him, since his rambling would probably seem embarrassing as all hell once the moment had passed, not to mention the unplanned confession of love. Back in the moment, Aurum's panic abated slightly as Crowley began to speak, his words clearly groggy and slow due to the fact that he was still processing the pain. Aurum opened his mouth to speak, but knew that it would just end with him babbling more furiously anxious nonsense, and he didn't want to stress Crowley out any further, instead just keeping the demon close. When he felt Crowley tilt his head into his fur, burying his face within the large amount of fluff that made up the guardsman's mane, Aurum flinched, rumbling softly, "Crowley... Crowley, you're gonna irritate your face..." He didn't want to deprive Crowley of any sort of comfort he needed during the waves of pain rolling over him, but he also didn't want Crowley causing more of that pain by trying to face plant in the lion's fur.

Thankfully for the both of them, along came Kiira, like a merciful angel – hah – sent from above. Aurum let out a very grateful noise as soon as he saw her, glad to see the medic around to help. He would've called out her name as well, but he had been so caught up in the moment of panic that Selby and Moth's names had been the only ones he had been able to grab out of the static. Thankfully, Kiira had known to respond to his frantic voice. Taking a deep breath, the lion gently nudged his nose against the uninjured side of Crowley's face, attempting to get the much smaller feline to face towards the medic so she could do her work. As he did so, he spoke comfortingly to the other, "I promise we can cuddle and relax and everything after Kiira helps you, alright? This will make it so that it doesn't hurt so much." He touched his nose gently to the back of Crowley's neck as he spoke, trying to calm the hurting demon without interfering with Kiira's work at all. He meant his promise, as well. The moment that Crowley was all patched up, there was absolutely no way that Aurum was going to leave his side. He didn't care if he was being overprotective or anything. He would watch over Crowley like the best damn guardian angel in the world, while also providing him with cuddles. For now, however, all he could do was offer comfort and watch silently, infinitely glad that Crowley wasn't facing bleeding out or dying, even if this was far from ideal.

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