[ sometimes credence considers giving that order. but he would be forced to kill graves after to prove his own innocence and cement his place as king and he refuses. there is no world where he can do that. he needs him, cares for him - loves him, as inappropriate as it may be. no one knows and no one ever will know.
credence grits his teeth and hisses out a breath as his shirt is tended to and more so when it's his wounds - they hurt so much and he never lets his mother so much as see him flinch from her treatment. no, percival sees all of it. percival is the only one that sees him cry, and a few tears do escape tonight. not many, but enough. ]
She only cares about herself. That is her problem.
[ the affection from graves makes him shiver and he takes a proper breath, one hand grasping for the older man's and threading their fingers for - well, a moment too long. but once he's undressed he continues to hold on, carefully using him as leverage to sink into the bath without stumbling or toppling over.
he has to be so careful because the water hurts so much at first and it lets more blood free as he settles, tinging the whole bath a very pale translucent pink. he sighs and looks up at graves, trying to relax, before: ] Help me?
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credence grits his teeth and hisses out a breath as his shirt is tended to and more so when it's his wounds - they hurt so much and he never lets his mother so much as see him flinch from her treatment. no, percival sees all of it. percival is the only one that sees him cry, and a few tears do escape tonight. not many, but enough. ]
She only cares about herself. That is her problem.
[ the affection from graves makes him shiver and he takes a proper breath, one hand grasping for the older man's and threading their fingers for - well, a moment too long. but once he's undressed he continues to hold on, carefully using him as leverage to sink into the bath without stumbling or toppling over.
he has to be so careful because the water hurts so much at first and it lets more blood free as he settles, tinging the whole bath a very pale translucent pink. he sighs and looks up at graves, trying to relax, before: ] Help me?
[ oh. ]