[Late in the month, after the child-Levi fiasco and etc, Finnick gets attacked by a dragon. Night Sky saves him and puts him in the castle's secret underground room for safety. From bed, he texts Levi.]
Hey Levi. There are dragons in town. Are you safe?
ilu ahaha happy to start but might also take it a bit slow just in case of other stuff!
[ It sure has been a whole fucking month again. He's constantly worried about the shop getting fucked, people getting stuck under their memories, watching to see if Erwin or anyone else ends up reversed into a brat.
And then there's the new memories, floating around in his head, the fresh hole of the worst grief in his chest.
He tries to check in with Finnick just about every day in one way or another, but because of all the shit that's happened, they haven't had much chance to talk about anything.
His heart gives a little lurch when he sees the message, and responds immediately in the dark. ]
[Each time he goes to type a message, there's a new one from Levi. He should have expected this much concern, but somehow didn't. He answers the video call quickly, fumbling with the phone slightly with one hand, but showing his face. He looks very tired in the dim light, but otherwise okay.]
Hey.
[He takes a deep breath, which is rewarded by a sharp pain in his ribs.]
I was on the beach earlier today-- or maybe yesterday, I don't know what time it is or how long I slept... And a dragon came down from the sky and basically used me as a chew toy. Sky showed up and attacked it, bound it with vines so we could get away. She healed me- saved me from bleeding out- and took me back to the castle. I'm in a sort of underground bunker here, recovering. I've still got a couple of broken bones she couldn't seem to heal for some reason.
Gray eyes flare a little wider in shock as he listens, followed by a string of profanity. Levi's relieved and frustrated at once, glad that Finnick was rescued in time, angry that he was hurt at all. He won't even begin to pretend he understands the whole fucking deal with the dragons is - some people believe them allies, but then they'll go and pull this sort of shit for no real reason (because Finnick hardly seems like the sort to pick a fight with one of those bigass fuckers in the first place).
"She probably used up all her power patching all the holes poked in you." Dragons had a lot of teeth (like sharks, probably). His palms itch a little, the way they do when he uses that same magic himself.
It's difficult to see in the video, so: "Have there rest of your wound been properly dressed? Don't wanna lose any more pieces to infection."
"Probably," Finnick murmurs, feeling a little awkward. He isn't used to being saved or healed or fussed over, aside from when Mags used to do it. He was usually on the other end of things, and he feels almost... Guilty, for Night Sky needing to tend to him, for making Levi upset... Even though that guilt doesn't make much sense, since it's not like he brought this upon himself.
"Yeah, I think so. She took good care of it all. Even whipped me up a painkiller since she can basically make any plant drug." Night Sky and her endless well of caring, doting, affection, and agonizing worry.
There's no way hearing someone you care for got chomped by a dragon isn't going to be upsetting - he's simply lost too many people, is painfully aware that he's likely to lose Finnick in some way, too. Would've been nice if Somnius hadn't seen fit to viscerally remind him of that so soon, even if it's never far from his mind.
Even if people can come back from the dead here, it doesn't lessen the pain and trauma of death in the first place.
But aside from the initial outburst and the frown of concern and frustration on his face, the worst of his worry seems appeased hearing that Finnick at least has someone who can properly look after him while he recovers.
"Good," he says, voice still a little edged, but he's not afraid to sound relieved.
"So, what - the overgrown lizard just attacked without warning?"
If Finnick is very honest with himself, this experience has shaken him. He's dealt with mutts before, but never anything of that immense size, and he really did almost die. Again. Not fun. He's certainly scared to leave the castle now.
"Yeah... I guess it thought I wanted a fight because I was holding my knife in defense, but I was shitting myself. Definitely wasn't trying to pick a fight with something 20 times my size."
He sighs, winces at the breath moving his ribs.
"I know shit like this just happens here, and I wish I could say it didn't phase me so much, but... I'm kind of..." he trails off for a moment, not sure what to say. He's not used to admitting fear.
"Yeah, it can be a real fucking walk in the park," Levi agrees, bitterly. "Never seen dragons that big, though. There were a bunch of little ones kicking around, when Erwin and I first arrived. Didn't expect them to be that fucking touchy."
There's not any condemnation of his fear; it's fucking terrifying, to have something that big come for you.
His legs tense, almost like he's about to spring out of the house-...but he's been so reluctant to leave Erwin alone ever since those memories came all in a rush. Just one more day forward. Levi glances over at him, sleeping nearby (blessedly, it's been fucking rough since then, too), before looking back at Finnick's image, brows drawn.
Okay maybe not giant lizards with wings, but still. He'd keep to the trees and not be out in the open, which would theoretically make it even more difficult for a winged creature to follow.
"I could try to finish up some of those bones she couldn't get to. Might not get them all the way there, depending on how bad, but it'll be better than where you're at right now."
"I would really appreciate that. Just please be careful."
He knows Levi is strong and can handle himself, but he's still going to worry.
"I'm in an underground bunker sort of thing under the castle. You can get to it through a hatch in the garden. Tell me if you have trouble finding it."
All told, it'll take him just over twenty minutes to get there. For the first few, he just watches Erwin sleep. It's something he's done quite a lot since coming to Somnius, since they first attempted sharing a bed; Levi doesn't sleep much as it is, and often has a hard time just lying there fully awake. But he's also spent plenty of hours sitting next to Erwin, or curled up and listening to his heartbeat, somehow. He's been doing it even more, lately, after all of those memories came to light. So before he even moves, Levi studies the sight of him, committing it to memory to give himself resolve to get up and leave him, even just for a few hours. It was easier to have Hange here in the cottage, but Levi is plenty aware that there are other people fairly attached to Finnick. It is what it is. There will always be risk when he's not looking.
He leaves a kiss to Erwin's hair and a note on the bedside table about where he's gone, straps into his gear, and leaves.
The hatch isn't the easiest thing to spot, but luckily he finds it after only a few minutes of poking around. Going underground isn't his favorite, but Finnick is far worth the discomfort.
Once inside, Levi calls a greeting before unsnapping the gear from the harness, stacking it neatly near the entry. Finally he strides closer, unclasping his green cloak as he goes. Underneath he's wearing all dark clothing, black pants and a dark gray long sleeved shirt with a wider scoop neck. Reaching Finnick's bedside, he leans in and drops a kiss on his hair, then gives him a critical glance over.
For what it's worth, the underground room is nice. It's furnished, finished, clean, has a bed, glowing fairy lights and even a water feature. Hopefully it doesn't remind Levi too much of the underground he knows.
As he waits for Levi, Finnick drifts in and out of a light sleep, but snaps awake at the called greeting. He's tucked into the bed, and though Night Sky cleaned him up the best she could, he hasn't been able to change his shirt or bathe, so there's still dried blood on his clothes and some on his skin. His non-prosthetic arm is splinted to a small slab of wood and tied against his chest with vines that wrap around him in a makeshift sling.
And there is Levi, handsome as ever, standing over him. His heart swells with gratitude and he gives him a small smile, a tiny laugh through his nose.
"Alive by the skin of my teeth. Thanks for coming, handsome." It's a huge relief to see him, for some reason. Maybe for visual proof that he's safe, or maybe it makes Finnick feel more safe and comforted to have him here. Probably both.
It doesn't - actually, it does feel cozy, which he is surprised by, and pleased to see that it is actually fairly clean (not by his standards, because things rarely are). Even he would have to admit that it's a good space, and he's at least glad that Finnick isn't somewhere dark and dank while he recovers.
Finnick calls him 'handsome' with visible relief in his eyes, and Levi softens just enough to be noticeable, briefly touching his palm to the younger man's cheek, as though just to feel the warmth there. His expression shifts to a furrowed concern as he starts to take in the details - the dried blood, the smell that's clear Finnick really hasn't moved for a day or two. The splint is interesting, but looks well done. Levi isn't a doctor of any sort, but he's seen and tended plenty of injuries in the field.
"Couldn't let you mope about alone..." It irks him a little that Finnick is alone, but there things that people need to do, he supposes, and he's here now.
Hovering one hand above the arm, blue light begins to emanate from his palm, sending energy down into the bone to (hopefully) help it along, mending it slowly. After a moment or two, the corner of his lips grow tight, feeling a phantom of pain begin to throb through his own arm.
Trying to distract them both, he asks: "What else is broken?"
Finnick does hate to be alone, but he couldn't in good conscience keep Night Sky down here with him for days on end, even though she'd wanted to stay. He'd have felt too guilty, so he assured her he'd be okay on his own while she went to take care of herself. It hasn't been too long, thankfully.
He lays his prosthetic hand atop Levi's on his cheek, closing his eyes to savour his warmth.
Levi sends healing energy into his broken bone, and Finnick sighs audibly with relief as the pain immediately begins to abate.
"Ohhhh my god..." He murmurs.
"A rib or two on the other side." He pulls the blankets down to reveal more of his abdomen, his bloody shirt ripped in multiple places by dragon teeth. He points to one such rip along his ribs.
"Sorry it's a mess," he mutters, feeling bad that Levi has to deal with the uncleanliness of the situation. He couldn't get his shirt off without moving his arm, and frankly, did not feel it was worth the pain. At least there are no open wounds.
Since he'd said Night Sky hadn't been able to heal the bones, Levi had been quietly worried that something else had been at play. But feeling the echo of pain, seeing it ease off of Finnick's face and knowing that it's working eases that fear. This place is full of strange shit that regularly confounds him, but being able to physically heal someone take their pain...well. Maybe it's a little on the nose, but it's a relief every time, to feel as though he can actually do something about it.
Even as Finnick apologizes, Levi doesn't flinch or show any sign of disgust - if anything, it's clear he's seen a lot of this sort of thing, and doesn't even hesitate to start moving the ruined and bloody clothing aside once he's given as much energy to the arm as he dares, just to make sure he has enough juice for whatever's left.
"It's fine," he murmurs, because it is, and slips one hand between the rips to settle carefully over the spot, ugly with bruising. Gray eyes flick to Finnick's face a moment, his other hand settled against his wrist, curling under to press fingertips against his pulse. A sharp pain in his side makes him suck in a breath as he starts to mend the ribs.
Finnick figured Levi must have dealt with a lot of this in the past; injuries, blood. He's relieved that Levi doesn't seem to take issue with it, at least not enough for it to show outwardly.
Finnick winces slightly at the pressure of Levi's hand, but then his face relaxes again as the pain dissipates. He closes his eyes and takes a deeper breath than he's been able to take since the attack, and it doesn't feel like a stab to his lungs.
"Oh, that's so much better, love... Thank you." The little pet name slips out in the euphoria of his relief. But as he blinks his eyes open, Levi looks to be in pain.
"Wait, are you... Does it hurt you?" His brows instantly knit together in concern.
For as much as he hates things to be dirty, it's fairly clear that Levi doesn't hesitate to tolerate it when needed; injuries happen, they'll camp in the mud if necessary. Even though Titan blood evaporates, Levi is certain it leaves behind some sort of feeling on his skin that doesn't come off until he thoroughly scrubs, and sometimes that can't happen for a day or more. He'll compartmentalize, focusing on what's important, and live. It's what he's good at doing.
The endearment prickles, awakening pleasant little butterflies in his chest as a faint flush creeps up the back of his neck. Levi presses his fingertips a little more against soft skin, sneaking an almost shy glance at Finnick as he takes a breath of his own. The pain has already mostly subsided, and the bruises on warmly tanned skin are starting to lessen as well. Even with his full capacity, he probably doesn't get the remainder of Finnick's injuries completely healed, but he'll be much more comfortable -and mobile - at least.
He shrugs, and though the energy starts to subside, leaves his hand against Finnick's side, feeling him breathe better now. Good.
"S'gone already. But yeah, I can feel it a little. Not as bad as actually being hurt, and it goes away quickly."
His thumb traces lightly along the line of mended ribs. They might still ache a little, but Levi leans in to leave a soft kiss against the frown on his lips.
"Oh. Okay..." The crease in his brow smooths, and he can accept this, knowing that the pain was so short-lived for Levi.
The combination of pain relief and Levi's caring touch has improved Finnick's mood tenfold. He feels very grateful, and shows it by clasping the back of Levi's neck as he bends down, kissing him back firmly.
"It's more than enough. I really appreciate it," he says sincerely as their kiss breaks. While the pain isn't gone, Finnick now will have more independence and is looking at a lot less time spent recovering in bed overall. He's not sure how he got so lucky as to have such caring and kind people looking out for him.
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starting the h/c now because. i want to. but feel free to wait on it if it makes more sense to!
Hey Levi. There are dragons in town. Are you safe?
ilu ahaha happy to start but might also take it a bit slow just in case of other stuff!
And then there's the new memories, floating around in his head, the fresh hole of the worst grief in his chest.
He tries to check in with Finnick just about every day in one way or another, but because of all the shit that's happened, they haven't had much chance to talk about anything.
His heart gives a little lurch when he sees the message, and responds immediately in the dark. ]
I'm safe. You?
makes sense, sounds goob!
I got attacked but I'm ok. Night Sky saved me. I'm injured but safe in the castle now
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5/5 >> video;
[ whoops he doesn't even wait for a response and figures this is just easier--
His brows are drawn together in a stern but very worried expression. Clearly, he just needs to see Finnick for himself. ]
what happened?
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Hey.
[He takes a deep breath, which is rewarded by a sharp pain in his ribs.]
I was on the beach earlier today-- or maybe yesterday, I don't know what time it is or how long I slept... And a dragon came down from the sky and basically used me as a chew toy. Sky showed up and attacked it, bound it with vines so we could get away. She healed me- saved me from bleeding out- and took me back to the castle. I'm in a sort of underground bunker here, recovering. I've still got a couple of broken bones she couldn't seem to heal for some reason.
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"She probably used up all her power patching all the holes poked in you." Dragons had a lot of teeth (like sharks, probably). His palms itch a little, the way they do when he uses that same magic himself.
It's difficult to see in the video, so: "Have there rest of your wound been properly dressed? Don't wanna lose any more pieces to infection."
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"Yeah, I think so. She took good care of it all. Even whipped me up a painkiller since she can basically make any plant drug." Night Sky and her endless well of caring, doting, affection, and agonizing worry.
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Even if people can come back from the dead here, it doesn't lessen the pain and trauma of death in the first place.
But aside from the initial outburst and the frown of concern and frustration on his face, the worst of his worry seems appeased hearing that Finnick at least has someone who can properly look after him while he recovers.
"Good," he says, voice still a little edged, but he's not afraid to sound relieved.
"So, what - the overgrown lizard just attacked without warning?"
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"Yeah... I guess it thought I wanted a fight because I was holding my knife in defense, but I was shitting myself. Definitely wasn't trying to pick a fight with something 20 times my size."
He sighs, winces at the breath moving his ribs.
"I know shit like this just happens here, and I wish I could say it didn't phase me so much, but... I'm kind of..." he trails off for a moment, not sure what to say. He's not used to admitting fear.
"I'm kind of freaked out."
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There's not any condemnation of his fear; it's fucking terrifying, to have something that big come for you.
His legs tense, almost like he's about to spring out of the house-...but he's been so reluctant to leave Erwin alone ever since those memories came all in a rush. Just one more day forward. Levi glances over at him, sleeping nearby (blessedly, it's been fucking rough since then, too), before looking back at Finnick's image, brows drawn.
"Did they leave you there alone?"
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Levi looks away, maybe at Erwin since he seems to be at home.
"Sky had to go take care of something. I'm sure there's someone else around here I could message, but... I don't want to bug anyone."
It's difficult to get up and get things for himself, but he could if he needed to.
"I'll be okay, though. I don't want you to risk running into one too..."
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Okay maybe not giant lizards with wings, but still. He'd keep to the trees and not be out in the open, which would theoretically make it even more difficult for a winged creature to follow.
"I could try to finish up some of those bones she couldn't get to. Might not get them all the way there, depending on how bad, but it'll be better than where you're at right now."
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He knows Levi is strong and can handle himself, but he's still going to worry.
"I'm in an underground bunker sort of thing under the castle. You can get to it through a hatch in the garden. Tell me if you have trouble finding it."
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Very funny, sir.
All told, it'll take him just over twenty minutes to get there. For the first few, he just watches Erwin sleep. It's something he's done quite a lot since coming to Somnius, since they first attempted sharing a bed; Levi doesn't sleep much as it is, and often has a hard time just lying there fully awake. But he's also spent plenty of hours sitting next to Erwin, or curled up and listening to his heartbeat, somehow. He's been doing it even more, lately, after all of those memories came to light. So before he even moves, Levi studies the sight of him, committing it to memory to give himself resolve to get up and leave him, even just for a few hours. It was easier to have Hange here in the cottage, but Levi is plenty aware that there are other people fairly attached to Finnick. It is what it is. There will always be risk when he's not looking.
He leaves a kiss to Erwin's hair and a note on the bedside table about where he's gone, straps into his gear, and leaves.
The hatch isn't the easiest thing to spot, but luckily he finds it after only a few minutes of poking around. Going underground isn't his favorite, but Finnick is far worth the discomfort.
Once inside, Levi calls a greeting before unsnapping the gear from the harness, stacking it neatly near the entry. Finally he strides closer, unclasping his green cloak as he goes. Underneath he's wearing all dark clothing, black pants and a dark gray long sleeved shirt with a wider scoop neck. Reaching Finnick's bedside, he leans in and drops a kiss on his hair, then gives him a critical glance over.
"You look like shit. Still alive, though."
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As he waits for Levi, Finnick drifts in and out of a light sleep, but snaps awake at the called greeting. He's tucked into the bed, and though Night Sky cleaned him up the best she could, he hasn't been able to change his shirt or bathe, so there's still dried blood on his clothes and some on his skin. His non-prosthetic arm is splinted to a small slab of wood and tied against his chest with vines that wrap around him in a makeshift sling.
And there is Levi, handsome as ever, standing over him. His heart swells with gratitude and he gives him a small smile, a tiny laugh through his nose.
"Alive by the skin of my teeth. Thanks for coming, handsome." It's a huge relief to see him, for some reason. Maybe for visual proof that he's safe, or maybe it makes Finnick feel more safe and comforted to have him here. Probably both.
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Finnick calls him 'handsome' with visible relief in his eyes, and Levi softens just enough to be noticeable, briefly touching his palm to the younger man's cheek, as though just to feel the warmth there. His expression shifts to a furrowed concern as he starts to take in the details - the dried blood, the smell that's clear Finnick really hasn't moved for a day or two. The splint is interesting, but looks well done. Levi isn't a doctor of any sort, but he's seen and tended plenty of injuries in the field.
"Couldn't let you mope about alone..." It irks him a little that Finnick is alone, but there things that people need to do, he supposes, and he's here now.
Hovering one hand above the arm, blue light begins to emanate from his palm, sending energy down into the bone to (hopefully) help it along, mending it slowly. After a moment or two, the corner of his lips grow tight, feeling a phantom of pain begin to throb through his own arm.
Trying to distract them both, he asks: "What else is broken?"
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He lays his prosthetic hand atop Levi's on his cheek, closing his eyes to savour his warmth.
Levi sends healing energy into his broken bone, and Finnick sighs audibly with relief as the pain immediately begins to abate.
"Ohhhh my god..." He murmurs.
"A rib or two on the other side." He pulls the blankets down to reveal more of his abdomen, his bloody shirt ripped in multiple places by dragon teeth. He points to one such rip along his ribs.
"Sorry it's a mess," he mutters, feeling bad that Levi has to deal with the uncleanliness of the situation. He couldn't get his shirt off without moving his arm, and frankly, did not feel it was worth the pain. At least there are no open wounds.
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Even as Finnick apologizes, Levi doesn't flinch or show any sign of disgust - if anything, it's clear he's seen a lot of this sort of thing, and doesn't even hesitate to start moving the ruined and bloody clothing aside once he's given as much energy to the arm as he dares, just to make sure he has enough juice for whatever's left.
"It's fine," he murmurs, because it is, and slips one hand between the rips to settle carefully over the spot, ugly with bruising. Gray eyes flick to Finnick's face a moment, his other hand settled against his wrist, curling under to press fingertips against his pulse. A sharp pain in his side makes him suck in a breath as he starts to mend the ribs.
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Finnick winces slightly at the pressure of Levi's hand, but then his face relaxes again as the pain dissipates. He closes his eyes and takes a deeper breath than he's been able to take since the attack, and it doesn't feel like a stab to his lungs.
"Oh, that's so much better, love... Thank you." The little pet name slips out in the euphoria of his relief. But as he blinks his eyes open, Levi looks to be in pain.
"Wait, are you... Does it hurt you?" His brows instantly knit together in concern.
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The endearment prickles, awakening pleasant little butterflies in his chest as a faint flush creeps up the back of his neck. Levi presses his fingertips a little more against soft skin, sneaking an almost shy glance at Finnick as he takes a breath of his own. The pain has already mostly subsided, and the bruises on warmly tanned skin are starting to lessen as well. Even with his full capacity, he probably doesn't get the remainder of Finnick's injuries completely healed, but he'll be much more comfortable -and mobile - at least.
He shrugs, and though the energy starts to subside, leaves his hand against Finnick's side, feeling him breathe better now. Good.
"S'gone already. But yeah, I can feel it a little. Not as bad as actually being hurt, and it goes away quickly."
His thumb traces lightly along the line of mended ribs. They might still ache a little, but Levi leans in to leave a soft kiss against the frown on his lips.
"Think this is all I can do for now..."
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The combination of pain relief and Levi's caring touch has improved Finnick's mood tenfold. He feels very grateful, and shows it by clasping the back of Levi's neck as he bends down, kissing him back firmly.
"It's more than enough. I really appreciate it," he says sincerely as their kiss breaks. While the pain isn't gone, Finnick now will have more independence and is looking at a lot less time spent recovering in bed overall. He's not sure how he got so lucky as to have such caring and kind people looking out for him.
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sorry about the wait lovely <3
no worries! <3
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cw dehumanization, reference of sexual abuse
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