neverfoundtheanswer

[It's another rough day. They've been getting so much more frequent lately that he's starting to think that something is coming. Every time it seems like he has an important due date or a busy day at work, he starts to feel that subtle burning, a reminder that no matter how hard he tries to live his own life, he's still not his own person, he'll always be at the beck and call of someone else.

Today is no different. He barely got through his lab midterm before the pain got to be too much, a burning stinging sensation all over his skin, not enough to be excruciating but just enough that thinking about anything else is nearly impossible. By the time he gets home, he's ready to crawl into bed. He knows he has homework to do but it will have to be postponed until he can think about something other than how much he wishes he could just cease to exist.

He's halfway down his hallway before he decides to go to Kevin's room instead. He's pretty sure it's a bad day for him as well because he hasn't gotten many responses to the messages he's sent him. He gives one single knock before he opens the door, dropping his backpack unceremoniously on the ground before walking over, kicking his shoes off and climbing into Kevin's bed, not even bothering to say hello before shoving his face into a pillow. Misery loves company, right? At least if they have to suffer, they aren't alone.]

[The moment they get home, Emery feels the strong urge to go to Kevin's room. The feeling had been building since he got hurt but now that they are close, it is nearly unbearable. He forces it down though, not wanting to upset Professor Brooks by running off too quickly. He hopes that any distraction the professor notices is attributed to the day's events and not the fact that half of his brain is screaming Kevin's name.

Thankfully he isn't detained long and once he is released, he holds back from running up the stairs to get to their hallway. He should probably change his clothes, his shirt has blood on it from his nose and his lip and his pants are dirty from being in the holding cell, but he can't really be bothered. He doesn't even think about going into his room, making a beeline for Kevin's instead and not even bothering to knock, just pulling the door open once he gets there.

He wanted to ask if Kevin was okay, that's been the main focus in his mind. Every slam against the cop car, every shove into a wall, every time they made the handcuffs too tight, his thoughts went to Kevin who was likely lying on the bed, completely unaware of why he was suddenly feeling so much pain. But instead of words leaving his lips when he sees Kevin, he releases a small whine and all but collapses into his arms, holding onto him.

It's awkward because Emery has never been much of a hugger even before all of this, always feel a little too caged in when someone had their arms around him, but this hug is different, this is exactly what he needed. The shakiness of his limbs disappears the way his headache and the throbbing of his eye does. It's like instant pain relief, instant calm. Any residual fear or anxiety he has just getting washed away the moment Kevin's arms are around him. He'd be more embarrassed if it weren't for the fact he knows Kevin feels it too. And really, it's been a rough day. If there was ever a time to allow a little bit of affection, it would be now. He's used to dealing with the pain the demon doles out and he's used to being put in rough situations, but he wasn't expecting this. Without the professor he'd probably still be in that cell, just another kid that gets caught up in the system with no help and no way out. He's been trying hard not to think about it all day and now, with Kevin, it's finally easier to push aside. He's safe. He'll be okay.]

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