Yes it is short-sigh- but i hope ya'll love this!
Michael's P.O.V
I turned my gaze away from the sunrise to Fisk, mixed emotions stirred in my chest, Anger cause he seem to try and kill himself, Happy cause he is alive.
"What caused my little Square do this?" I muttered sullenly
I looked around, there isn't no magica and no town nearby.
"You better not get a infection."
I moved his hair from his face. True let out a small whimper and licked Fisk's bandages. I tightened his bandage once more around his ribcage. A moan escaped his lips, I stopped incase it was from the pain gladly it wasn't. Fisk sat up with a scream then groaned at the pain from his shoulder and ribs. I most likely didn't help much.
I grabbed his shoulders in anger
"What in the two moons were you thinking Fisk! You wouldn't succeded in anything by trying to kill your self!"
He gave out a yelp of pain "Well I wasn't Trying to kill myself, Noble sir! Now LET GO OF ME!"
I obeyed his command, but i held a confused look on my face. "What do you mean, Fisk?"
Fisk Looked smaller and paler as he retold his story.
"Then you showed up and she left."
Fisk grunted as he moved himself to a more comfortable postion. I don't know if i should listen to Fisk or not...After all he never told me about his past, his sisters only told me a fraction.
"We need to get you to a healer." I deadpanned and started backing our bags and put out the fire.
"You don't believe me!"
I saw Fisk's disbelief on his face which he quickly hide and turned to the side muttering something about rosamund. I sighed Fisk was always so difficult, it was one of the reasons I loved him.
"Come here" I grunted as i picked him up, which he was oddly light.
"AH! Put me down, Michael!"
I chuckled a nope and strapped him to Tipple's saddle. He mummbled something with a hinted blush on his cheeks, I smirked mission succeded.
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