Crumpling Pain
Disclaimer: I don't own W.I.T.C.H. or any of the characters.
Time Period: Five years after the end of the second season. Will and Matt are nineteen.
Matt was grateful that the orthopaedic doctor realized that Will needed his moral support, but being in the noisy hospital ward was becoming unbearable.
It started when he noticed the suspicious metal pins on top of the doctor's workstation. Matt wondered if the objects were really going to be placed near his girlfriend's flesh. One look at her agonized face made him fervently hope for the opposite. Her expression was enough to squelch his irritation with the noise.
Then he spotted the neon green of the cast material, which would heal Will, but not without restricting her mobility, and not until her broken wrist was set…
When the aforementioned process began, his torso felt like it was being weighed down with lead as Will groaned and cried. At first, he felt apprehensive, unsure of what to do or if he should touch her to comfort her.
After a few seconds of thought, he made a decision. Matt cradled her tear-stained face in his hands and spoke softly to her. He instructed her to focus on him, to look him in the eye, and ensured that she stared back at him.
As Matt stood there and reassured her, eyes feeling as heavy as his chest, he did everything he could to quell her suffering. He did this because he hated seeing her strong eyes burdened by pain. He couldn't stand to see her so fragile and vulnerable. Beyond that, he knew that her current state did more than crumple him: it crumpled them both.
Prompt: Pain
Author's Note: I haven't posted anything on here since FFNet's newest site and layout revamp. Needless to say, I became confused and irritated as all get out when I copied and pasted my fic into the text box and it showed up with A BUNCH of space in between each paragraph. I'm going into Hulk!Eve mode about the site changes over here. O.O :O Can you say, "EVE SMAAASHH!" Yay for overreacting! :P Anyway, if you could let me know if the text is all bunched together, I would really appreciate it.
Thanks to a semi-recent discussion with Sweetbriar, I've decided that I want to start a compilation of W.I.T.C.H. drabbles called the "Transcendence Series". Some of the pieces will be Will/Matt-centric (Duh!), but a variety of other characters will be featured as well. ;) My ultimate goal is to write a 100-word drabble, but I doubt I'll be able to accomplish that. Aside from that goal, I like the thought of creating shorter drabbles based on different prompts.
I titled this compilation "transcendence" because, in case you haven't noticed, all of the W.I.T.C.H. characters are pretty darn resilient. They have an awesome way of transcending all the hardships they encounter. They're very BA. x33333 The title will be a recurring sub-theme for SOME of these drabbles, but not all of them. I just wanted to be symbolic about the characters in general, really. ;) :)
I have to say that I like this first drabble because of the semi-angsty mood in it. Granted, it's still Will/Matt-centric, but the change of tone made me feel happy and accomplished.
It didn't occur to me until after I wrote this fic that Matt wouldn't be able to accompany Will into the emergency room/ward since he and Will wouldn't be married at this point. And he's not considered her family. So he'd have to sit in the waiting room. Honestly, I was more focused on conveying Matt's emotions and thoughts as opposed to being accurate and uber-technical. I hope you all enjoyed this piece in spite of that lil' oversight.
Expect another W/M drabble next. I have some ideas for new drabbles since these first two drabbles are "old" ones that I'm posting here. (I posted them on deviantART a while ago.) I look forward to sharing the new pieces with you guys soon! I need to get writing! :P
Thanks for the support as always, guys. Love you all! :) x3333