Gyro began to lift Johnny's shirt, Johnny having second thoughts about keeping his pants off he knew he couldn't feel much but he knew it wasn't right, he couldn't say much as gyro had taken off his shirt, besides his underwear and his hat he was completely exposed. He was blushing a little, he hoped Gyro wouldn't notice he couldn't pinpoint why though maybe because he didn't want Gyro to make a joke about it.
After inspecting Johnny for a few moments, besides a few cuts and scrapes he seemed fine 'Maybe he did forget to eat ?' Assumed Gyro, he still wanted to disinfect the cuts just to prevent any risk of infection. It was the least he could do after putting Johnny through this, he looked embarrassed like a young boy caught doing something they shouldn't.
Now that he thought about it, he had seen that expression on many a girl he had bedded before, why was Johnny looking so bashful if he wanted his pants he could've just asked.They'd been through several near-death experiences so why was this the time johnny would ask like this.
He put these thoughts to one side and grabbed a cloth and some disinfectant. "Johnny I can't see anything too bad but we should still clean the cuts to prevent further infection okay ?"
"That's fine, just get it over with already, we should rest soon anyway ."
"Of course, this cleaning solution is one hundred percent alcohol so it'll sting a bit okay " replied gyro as he poured some of the contents onto the cloth, it had a strong smell that could knock someone out if they weren't accustomed to this but this is why you would use it in moderation. He thought.
Gyro began to apply some of the disinfectant onto Johnny's cut only to hear a sharp breath of air draw out from the boy's blue lips.
"Sorry Johnny, it can't be helped." said Gyro to himself, he knew it would hurt him a bit. The cuts weren't the worst but the disinfectant was good and would treat the wounds quickly, but that also meant it was very strong and painful, nothing a good night's sleep wouldn't fix.
Johnny was stronger than this, after all, he had made it this far by sheer determination, if he was a girl he would marry someone with that determination not that it mattered but he always imagined himself settling down in the end, married and a few sons,much like his father. It was the only path he had known.
He knew he could change this, he didn't have to settle down or anything like that but he hadn't been able to think much about what he wanted, the two of them had been so caught up in the race that they had little time to think about their true thoughts and desires. Just at this moment he was able to and he let that inner urges come through. It felt nice, he was still being as gentle as ever with tending to Johnny's cuts and scrapes, Johnny in response wincing every so often but managing through the pain.
Observing the cowboy Johnny was grateful that he was being looked after by Gyro, he was ever so sincere in moments like this. And then as Gyro approached his face to check for any more cuts, almost without thinking and just with action.
