King x Gardener
Thread Topic: King x Gardener
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Casimir held them close, exhaling softly. God, this is all my fault... A few medics ran over. Casimir pulled away from Georgie and the medics helped the gardener onto a stretcher.
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Georgie exhaled shakily as he tried to hold back his tears, his hand trembling from nerves.
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The medics picked up the stretcher. Casimir followed them as they carried Georgie down the hall. Casimir held their good hand. 'Everything will be okay, I promise.'
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Georgie nodded shakily, silent tears rolling down their face. “I- I thought she was gonna kill me-“ He spoke, their hands trembling.
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Me too. Casimir refrained himself from saying that. He exhaled shakily and kissed the back of their hand, holding it tightly. 'I-I know.'
The medics carried Georgie out of the castle and loaded them into an ambulance truck thing.
'Do you want me to come with you?' Casimir asked as the medics carefully put Georgie onto the bed and applied pressure to their wound, trying to stop the bleeding. -
“Y-Yes, please,” Georgie spoke shakily, nodding.
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Casimir climbed into the car and held their hand as the medic gave them painkillers and wrapped up the wound. The car started moving.
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Georgie squeezed their eyes shut, tears rolling down their face again. They rubbed the back of Casimir’s hand for comfort, exhaling shakily.
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Casimir kissed the back of their hand, trying not to cry.
(imma just go ahead and ts lol)
A few hours later, Casimir was sat on the edge of Georgie's hospital bed, holding his fiance's good hand. Georgie had been administered lots of medication and painkillers, and his arm had been wrapped up and mostly stopped bleeding. The doctors had given them two options bc this is the olden days. Amputate the arm or try stitches. Casimir rubbed the back of Georgie's hand. -
“I- I could lose my arm- No, I can’t,” Georgie spoke shakily, staring down at their wrapped arm.
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Casimir massaged the back of Georgie's hand, exhaling softly. 'The stitches are more risky. We don't want it to get infected,' he said softly, cupping their cheek in his spare hand. 'It's your choice, my love.'
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“But, if- if I lose my arm, I-I’ll be more of a freak than ever-“ Georgie whispered shakily, tears rolling down their cheeks. “I’m already missing a leg, I-I can’t lose an arm-“
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'Hey, darling, look at me,' Casimir said softly, pecking their nose. 'You're not a freak. You're more than that. You're kind and beautiful and the king's fiance. If anyone disrespects you I'll have them beheaded,' he said, the last part in a joking tone.
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Georgie smiled a tiny bit, a small giggle escaping their mouth. “Thank you, hun,” he spoke softly, gently squeezing Casimir’s hand. He exhaled, looking back at his arm. “Maybe- maybe I should,” he murmured, exhaling shakily.
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'It's your choice, darling. I'm not going to decide for you,' Casimir said softly, kissing their knuckles. 'I-If you don't mind me asking, what happened to your leg?'
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