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[ْ @lostforgots]

⠀⠀ #⃝ ˖֯ ،̲، ͜𝕮𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚁𝙾𝙽 𝕵𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚂 / ᶠᴱᴰᴿᴬ

hope you're ɴᴏᴛ afraid ˛ /̵͇̿̿/’̿̿ ̿ ̿̿
to get your hands 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 …
⠀

[ْ @lostforgots]

— and searing to touch, bare——skin contact prompts abdomen's tensity, muscles initially rigid until easing once familiar with nora's affectionate position.

⠀⠀ “ you should try doin' less of that, ”

[ْ @lostforgots]

⠀⠀ “ anyone ever tell you that you complain too much? ” step for step, bouncing off of each other with a camaraderie cameron hadn't been bestowed with since innocent soldiers they served with ceased to exist.

⠀⠀ hand both glacial —

[ْ @drivenbyloyaIty]

lithe arms were crossed over her chest, determined to wait out the silence for as long as cam deemed it necessary. nora could be, and had been, just as stubborn if it called for it, if only to show them how ridiculous they were. she expected a greater fight, but that resigned —

[ْ @lostforgots]

— rather ward off by being uncooperative.

⠀⠀ “ can you just shut up? ” met with action, body pushes closest to inside partition, arm extending with just enough vacant space for nora's smaller stature to fit adjoining. “ come 'ere, ”

[ْ @lostforgots]

⠀⠀ another bout of silence wavering between them, assumedly prolonged until a sigh pierced the void, cranium tilted to inadvertently admire nora's concern. since day one, cameron's doctor was her, to this point, there was no one they —

[ْ @drivenbyloyaIty]

“ any other patient wouldn't fight me so hard to clean a wound, ” obvious was stated as cam relaxed, clearly uninterested in letting nora do what needed to be done.

⠀“ look, i get that you're not used to accepting help from anyone, ” she spoke, taking the kit and setting it —

[𝕯𝐈͟𝐍͟𝐀. @sisterlydemise]

https://t.co/E9FS0j0CSu

[ْ @lostforgots]

— medical knowledge, it was obvious cameron wasn't interested in cooperating long enough for her to tend to wounds. physique extends along cot, aches and various bruises contorting features as they descend, sprawled for comfort.

[ْ @lostforgots]

⠀⠀ “ well stop, ” instant response, watching every movement to transpire as first aid was fetched from pack. “ i get injured a lot, just treat me like any other patient. ”

⠀⠀ despite her obvious attempt to rectify injury with —

[ْ @drivenbyloyaIty]

the concern that bloomed in response to that injury was seen only in the subtle shift of her gaze, quickly masked as soon as features twisted into that smirk. as their grip encircled her hand, she sighed, rolling those dark hues in response to that question.

⠀when—

[ْ @lostforgots]

— opposing gaze. smirk donned, lifting hand to restrain doctor's wrist and pull back from contact.

⠀⠀ “ you always gotta be so damn nosy? ”

[ْ @lostforgots]

⠀⠀ like clockwork, cameron's visage was ripped from diversion, forced to look into nora's deep, suffocating brown eyes demanding answer. at first, silence exchanged, taking in the rise and fall of pupil dilation when met with their —

[ْ @drivenbyloyaIty]

nora had spent way too long patching up her stubborn friends to think that, even for a second, cam was unharmed. instead of answering, nora took the steps towards that cot, gently lifting her hand to cup their strong jaw. as she turned their face, she lifted her brows, eyes —

[ْ @lostforgots]

— cameron wasn't necessarily interested in rehashing embarrassment.

⠀⠀ “ is there something you wanted, nora? ”

[ْ @lostforgots]

⠀⠀ only * half the truth, preferring nora's presence even over liquid courage at this hour. but the bruise being nursed across the expanse of their lip, split by fallen debris during patrol ... there was too much to explain and —

[ْ @drivenbyloyaIty]

toes tapped against the floor, not impatiently but out of anticipation, and when the door finally swung open, brows lifted. “ hello to you too, ” nora responded with a hint of sarcasm, though her eyes immediately scanned their face, checking for any and all sign —

[ْ @lostforgots]

— adjacent.

⠀⠀ “ ah ... ” stepping away from threshold, physique collapses amid cot, keeping the damage visible on their face opposite as not to provoke reaction.

[ْ @lostforgots]

⠀⠀ worse for wear but easily concealed come determined rap to door. pointer and thumb leave the proximity of their reaffixed nose, nostrils flaring in approach to unwind makeshift lock of ribbon and pulling ajar to reveal nora's presence —

[ْ @drivenbyloyaIty]

knuckles gently knocked against @lostforgots door, posture lax as nora leaned against the partition.

⠀word of their return from patrol had reached her ears, and despite reports stating the truth, she wanted to see they were okay.

[‍ ‍‍ ‍taurie ‍ca͟i͟n. @cleanbrevk]

⠀⠀ temporary ⠀⠀ pinned ⠀⠀ (...)⠀⠀ taurie ⠀⠀ ca͟i͟n ⠀⠀ ﹔ ⠀⠀ dead ⠀⠀ by ⠀⠀ daylight ⠀⠀ 𖬺. ⠀⠀ crossovers⠀⠀ encouraged. ⠀⠀ transmasc⠀⠀ enby⠀⠀ they ⠀⠀ / ⠀⠀ them ⠀⠀ portrayal.

[ْ @lostforgots]

— every maneuver, faux, contemplative stare looking over the book, considering devouring it's knowledge, but rather, it was extended, offered towards nora against her chest with a low, sultry husk eliciting. “ you dropped this, ”

[ْ @lostforgots]

the instant leather sole extends to swindle journal out of reach, pointer and thumb loop tighter around nora's wrists, raising limbs infinitely higher until she was forced to toes.

differing height comes in handy for the one seeking —

[ْ @drivenbyloyaIty]

the moment that smile appeared on their face, nora knew she was in for trouble, and as she was forced to arch to find comfort, the sound of the journal hitting the ground all but sealed her demise. “not exactly something that's part of my skill set,” she replied to question —

[ْ @lostforgots]

— answers, except, rather than grabbing hold and scanning pages left to right, cameron hunches, all whilst maintaining perfect wingspan; using boot to assist in lifting journal into free hand.

there was a silent aura that followed their —

[ْ @lostforgots]

— floor. “ don't wanna stroke my ego, doc? ”

[ْ @lostforgots]

cameron would indulge her, at least for however long it took to procure the journal still teetering between wall and body.

palms affixed to torso for stability prompts eyes to traverse towards contact, one hand pulling away from cement to —

[ْ @drivenbyloyaIty]

nora was strong — willed, stubborn even, and most of the time, unmovable when it came to what she wanted. however, the warmth of cam's breath mixed with the tension of their proximity being so close to her own made an involuntary chill traverse down her spine, pulse spiking, —

[ْ @lostforgots]

— restrain both of nora's wrists in vise —— like grip. mischievous, pearly whites on display, lips pull with amusement as limbs ascend above her head, forcing petite back to bend substantially, enough that belonging clunks against linoleum —