IN SILVER AND GOLD / private

[dannychan]

uhhhh no idea~

[peridot.]

/hmmm,,, maybe one of them gets hurt and the other has to take care of them?

[dannychan]

hhhhhhhh s u r e

[peridot.]

/which of them should get hurt? cx

[dannychan]

uhhh whichever

[peridot.]

/alright, then Roadhog~ cx

Getting stabbed in the stomach hurt. Roadhog knew that just from common sense and what he assumed, but he had never really experience getting stabbed straight into the stomach personally before. That was, until this particular Overwatch mission. Roadhog had gone, but Junkrat had stayed behind, so his boyfriend wouldn't know about anything until they returned. Usually Roadhog went through missions without many injuries, since he just dragged people in and absolutely slaughtered them, but this time when he had dragged someone in, they had slammed their blade into him, and that wasn't great. Blood was dribbling from his mouth a bit as he was practically dragged into the home building, hoping Junkrat wouldn't be waiting for them to return.

[dannychan]

of course junkrat was waiting. they were late, and when he saw them, he shrieked and rushed over. "oh fuck! shut! what happened?!" he asked, eyes wide and looking around. "why didn't you guys bring a ducking healer?!" he exclaimed jack hissed. "we were ambushed. it was more than we could handle."

[peridot.]

Roadhog frowned and managed to get out through the blood that was still dribbling from his mouth and the intense pain that was spreading around his wound, "Thin... Things didn't exacty go as planned." He shifted and hissed, sighing as he felt more blood rush down his side. He knew he wouldn't die - a healer would patch him right up - but it certainly wasn't pleasant.

[dannychan]

sure~

[peridot.]

/when to~?