xxPUDDxx - yeah its my final year before i hopefully go off to university, so its going to be a fun year *sarcasm* and thank you for the comment on the SA, it made my day just reading it! xD and as far as i can remember, Harry manages to remain strong, but i could be wrong, its been a while since i wrote this fic!
500 Toms POV
Danny held me as close in the bath, he hugged me and I felt safe there. "that better Tommy? Do you feel better now?" Danny asked, pulling me closer to him. He hugged me for hours, it felt so good, I liked being hugged like that. We hadn't hugged last night, because I had gone out to follow the fluffy thing. "I missed you so much last night, why did you go out Tommy?" Danny said in my ear, pressing my head into his neck. I didn't want to talk about it, I didn't want to think about it, last night had been too scary, out in the trees, no way out. I wasn't going to go out there again, not without Danny. He could find me, like always, he always found me.
I whined and turned round, hiding in his arms, just wanting to hug, I just wanted a hug. "alright, alright, we'll talk later about this...whats that on your leg? That looks painful!" Danny looked at my leg, touching a red thing on my leg. "owwy!" I whined, it hurt to touch! "I thought so. That needs to be cleaned and sorted out, you probably cut it on a low branch or something." Danny got the sponge, rubbing it against my leg. "ow!" I pushed his hand away, that hurt! "shh baby, it'll be over soon. Its just a little cut." Danny wiped away the red stuff, blood, its blood. There needs to be more of it.
"there we go, all done! Now come on, lets finish getting washed and we'll go do something, yeah? Before the bath gets cold and does more harm than good." Danny did the same thing over the rest of me, making me feel warm. Then he pulled me out the bath, then putting a fluffy towel around me, rubbing the rest of me with another. I laughed a little because it was tickly, grabbing it and falling into Dannys body, his warmth making me feel good again.
"aw, I love you Tommy." Danny smiled, his lips going to my cheek again, "you're so cute, I love it." You're not cute. Why? I asked, why wasn't I cute? "cause you are, I love your little giggle, its so sweet. Want to wear this tshirt?" Danny showed me a tshirt, I nodded and let him pull it over me. Weak child. "you're wet." I noticed that Danny was still wet. "huh? Oh yeah, I'll get changed in a minute, first, we'll get you something to wear. Pyjamas alright?" Danny held up a pair of shorts and a pair of pyjama bottoms.
After I had put them on, Danny changed too, into more tight trousers and a big hoodie, it looked so soft. "there we go, all sorted. Now, we better get that cut sorted out, yeah? Before it ends up going icky." Danny pulled me downstairs, making me sit on the table while he wrapped a white itchy thing around my leg. "that feel okay?" I shook my head at him, it itched, and it still hurt. "why not? Does it hurt?" Danny asked, I nodded, it hurt still, I didn't like it. "okay, want me to kiss it better?" Danny made me nod again, I liked it when he did things like that. So, he leant down and put his lips to the itchy white thing, I felt better already, he was magic!
"magic!" I smiled, hugging him as I got hugged. "aw, yeah, I'm magic." Danny tightened his warm things around my middle. No he's not, you're silly.
501 Harrys POV
For the next week, Tom was limping a little, from an apparent cut on his leg he had gotten from wandering through the forest the other day. Other than that, he seemed mostly fine, staying in Dannys arms and refusing to leave them, cuddling into him. Only, he didn't go near Marvin anymore, didn't chase after him or anything, which was strange. Oh well, at least he was interacting with us, well, he was sitting with us, which was a start.
Currently, Tom was sitting on the table in the kitchen, watching Danny unravel the bandage on his leg, checking to see if it was healing up nicely. "well that looks good at the moment, so I think we can safely leave it alone and let it do its own thing." Danny concluded, looking at the scab that had formed. "I'd agree with that, it looks good and almost healed." I added in, it looked alright, a little sore, but mostly alright. Tom jumped down from the table, leaning into Dannys hold again, whimpering quietly into his chest. "shhh baby, its okay, its all healed up, just a scab left. And not even that will be there soon." Danny whispered, kissing his head.
"scratchy!" Tom whimpered, his leg twitching. "the bandage is off now, it wont be scratchy for much longer Tommy, just ignore it. It'll go away." Danny comforted him, though Tom complained of his leg being scratchy for hours, kicking his leg about and whining about it. He wasn't even making words half the time, he was just making whining sounds, jiggling his leg about, because we all stopped him from scratching at it.
"what the hell is the matter with you Tommy? You were fine earlier! Its just a scab, nothing else!" Danny muttered to himself, managing to pin Toms arms to his side, wincing a little to himself. He had to hold onto him for ages, trying to keep hold of Tom, even as the poor guy started crying in distress, writhing and kicking out. "shh Tom, just shhh, its okay." Danny whispered over and over again, only being met with Tom writhing around in his arms madly. "scratchy, so scratchy! Stop it, stop it!" Tom whined in response, he looked so stressed out. But why was his leg itching now, or was it just the urge to pull off the scab that was annoying him? I didn't know, I'm not sure I even wanted to know what was whirling inside Toms mind, that was making him cry and whimper helplessly.
"shhh Tommy, calm down. Its just a scab, its not going to hurt you or anything. Just ignore it baby, it'll go away in a while." Danny tried to calm him, it didn't work. Tom whimpered to himself for hours, crying until he until wore himself out, fighting more and more weakly until he passed out on Dannys shoulder. "what the hell was that?!" Dougie spoke up first, for the first time since Tom started crying. "I don't know, the bandage had been annoying him a little, and he picked at it sometimes. But not like this, I hadn't expected this when I got rid of the bandage, I thought he would have calmed down, not do this." Danny shrugged, relaxing his grip, starting to scratch on his own arm a little.