no, norm, no . . it’s not your fault at all. it was that criminal’s fault . .
( he tried to get up and comfort norm by hugging him, but the pain he felt was too much to be moving around so quickly. ) agh, ow . . don’t blame yourself, norm. please . .
i-it's my fault yer in this situation to begin with..
( he sobbed, the tight knot in his throat making it harder for him to breathe.
he slammed his fists on the bed, face wet with unbridled emotion. )
( he makes an attempt to sit up, making sure not to move too much . . he is still very fragile and in pain. )
hey, let’s not think about that . . don’t worry, you can’t get rid of me that easily.
( he teased, trying to make light out of this traumatic situation. )
th-thank god yer okay.. ( a weak smile just barely curled from his lips, holding tom's hand close. )
i-if you didn't make it then.. i don't know what i would've done..
( he lowered his head, the sound of tears pattering on the floor. )
( tom was still out of it, as he had just woken up recently after the traumatic event. it felt unreal to him that he managed to push through. he fought his hardest for norm, and luckily it seemed to pay off.
he saw norm walking through that door, putting on a smile for him. )
That earned a scoff from the scottsman . Hands separating , just to be able to fold his arms over his chest .
❛ Y'wish . Nero cherishes ye . See a bit o' mi'self in'm , actually .. ❜
“and you still did it just to see me. you’re really not the bad person i always thought you were . . you caree about meeee..”
teasing, he really does appreciate the gesture.
Who would have thought .. going from enemies to checking up on the younger of the two .
Leaning forward slightly , his hands clasping together .
❛ Trackin's a helluva skill , lad . It was gettin' 'ere tha' was the issue . ❜
( long hours have passed, but thankfully, tom was finally off of death’s door step.
the doctors would look for norm in the waiting room, letting him know he’s finally able to visit him now. )
who would have thought these two former enemies would have this type of relationship, right ?
tom understood that, knowing jensen is . . still wanted and all. he would nod, trying not to move too much. “. . how’d you find out i was here?”
How strange . Jensen of all people checking on the ex spy . Though , he didn't come any closer .
Only staying in the window incase he'd need to make a quick escape .
❛ .. still kickin' , laddie .ᐣ ❜
tom would start to slowly wake up. luckily, the hospital managed to bring him back . . though, he was feeling dazed, disoriented and even confused.
from the corner of his eye, he sees jensen, and a weak smile was present.
shit shit shit—
( immediately calling an ambulance . )
hang in there , please just hang in there , i-i’ll get help !!
h-hello ? yes , m-my brother , he’s been shot - i- i need help !!
( unfortunately, there was no response from tom. under his shirt, there was a bullet hole in his chest, the amount of blood leaving tom’a body was . . a frightening amount.
his pulse was weak. really weak. he needs professional help. )