This was not good, not good at all. His breath hitched in his chest as he shifted, nearly crying out. More blood flooded his mouth, nearly choking him before he spat it on the ground beside him. The wound ached strongly, numbing the surrounding area. On second thought, the burning it brought might've been just as bad as when he lost his arm and leg. Day 10 of whumptober
Rated: T - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,347 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 46 - Follows: 15 - Published: 10/11/2020 - Edward E., Riza H., Roy M. - Complete