[ being scooped up was a surprise— but in no way was falco in any condition to reject or protest what was happening, only making sure he had secured himself with a gentle ring around the man’s neck. just until it was more stable and he didn’t feel like he’d fall, he hoped it was alright. all the energy that hadn’t gone to giving angelo a hug had gone to clinging to this man, it seems.
he was indeed tired, he’d spoken and ran when his body had only asked for rest, but it was because of that that he could be here with angelo. the thinned flesh extending across the monstrosity of his new jaw was torn and bloody, could use care around the bruising and heavily stitched joints— that would all be taken care of now.
he regards angelo one last time, before bringing his pained and worn gaze to the attentive man. finally, he could relax, and the trembling tension in his limbs lifts, and hangs the rest of his weight along with gravity. ]
no subject
he was indeed tired, he’d spoken and ran when his body had only asked for rest, but it was because of that that he could be here with angelo. the thinned flesh extending across the monstrosity of his new jaw was torn and bloody, could use care around the bruising and heavily stitched joints— that would all be taken care of now.
he regards angelo one last time, before bringing his pained and worn gaze to the attentive man. finally, he could relax, and the trembling tension in his limbs lifts, and hangs the rest of his weight along with gravity. ]