Title: Tough Love
Rating: PG/K+
Characters: Leon, Cloud
Summary: Leon has a little encounter with the Heartless that doesn't good near as well as it should have.
Notes: Written because I think Leon in pain is hilarious. (I'm so cruel to him.)
Pop.
"Ungh."
Pop.
"Cloud."
Smash, rustle.
"What?"
Pop.
"Dammit Cloud, stop! I can handle it my self."
"No, you can't. It's a dislocated shoulder, Leon. I need to pop it back into place." Gray eyes narrowed and Leon backed away from Cloud, out of his grasp and against the wall beside the bed with a glare shooting toward glowing blue eyes and a grimace plastered onto his face. One hand was clutching his injured shoulder, holding the limp appendage with a tender grasp as if having his hand there could ease the pain in it.
Damn the Heartless. It was the first time in ten years that he had dropped his guard – all because of Cloud, the bastard – and he came out of it with a fresh wound running diagonally from his collar bone to his ribs and a dislocated shoulder.
Which still needed to be set back into place.
Which hurt
Very badly.
Cloud was still laughing at him for this, and he knew it. So what if he couldn't take pain very well?
Damn the Heartless.
Damn Cloud for wanting to reset his shoulder.
Damn Cloud for distracting him in the first place.
"Just leave it alone. I'll-"
Leon found his words being shoved back down his throat by a warm tongue, rough hands falling onto his ribs and tracing in a gentle curve up the edges of the bandages there, careful of the wound underneath. He blinked, eyes sliding shut as the hands worked their way up to his shoulder, pulling away his hand before tightening there with a small squeeze and –
Snap!
"God dammit, Cloud!"