#if u wanna reply to this and have actual plotted definitive times/injuries/etc we can plot that out i just like 2 keep opens well. open

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open.

he doesn’t know how late it is, doesn’t know how long he’s been gone. all he knows is that it’s dark, it’s cold, and he’s terrified. he stumbles through the street, dripping blood along the pavement as he slowly moves. he doesn’t even know how hurt he is, not really. he’s pretty beaten up, he’s limping, his leg hurts, but some part of him is falling back into his usual processes — if he can walk, he can’t really be that hurt, can he? what he’s doing is only just enough to really be classed as walking, but the idea still stands. he wasn’t trying to walk anywhere in particular, at least not consciously, but he soon finds himself at a familiar door, a weak attempt at getting attention as his palm hits the door, leaning against it to keep himself upright. it’s only now hitting him how tired he is, how desperately he craves to just drop to the ground and go to sleep. he can’t imagine that’s a good thing.

he makes another few attempts at pounding on the door, well aware that it’s the middle of the night, some part of him trying not to wake the neighbours. “hey!” his voice is hoarse, clearly pained. he’d done a lot of screaming in the time he’d been gone, sometimes screaming for help, sometimes just having no other way to process the pain. neither did any good, not really. all it did was leave him with a dry and scratchy throat, a constant feeling of strain. “please—” whispered, practically croaked. it becomes clear just how heavily he’d been leaning on the door when it opens, body following the moving door as it moves too fast for him to keep up, quick to drop to the floor. he makes a weak attempt at catching himself with his hands, though in truth he’s already hurting enough that hitting the ground hard isn’t too horrible of a thing to deal with.

#open starter. #make ur reply as long or as short as u vibe with i am going w the flow ehre #i also did. the bare minimum at descriptives so that its maybe easier to work with and slot into any verses #he couldve been gone for days or months or longer u know i vibe w any possible angst #the longer he’s been gone the more his parents have capitalised on it i hate to say #more than a month passing after they refused to pay the ransom and they probably went forward w the assumption hes dead #and then publicised anything they could to make money off their ‘loss’ #his injuries could also be just bumps and bruises or could be very bad and threatening i am just #*gestures vaguely* #if u wanna reply to this and have actual plotted definitive times/injuries/etc we can plot that out i just like 2 keep opens well. open #im also not proof reading so as usual if theres contradictions just take whatever was said second lmao