rose tyler (ex_rosetyler358) wrote in aternaville, |
The fluctuation in his voice was more unsettling than she had thought it would be. For the longest time Rose had associated Jack with unflappable strength, the kind men only read about and never actually obtained, something that was best coveted and never broken. But it was breaking now, and she was the one who had to be there to catch it, to catch him.
When the jacket was removed she let it fall away, forgotten for now, and gave herself silent credit for not grimacing at the sight of the blood. She had seen worse, but that didn't mean it didn't frighten her to an extent, to see someone that she cared about in pain.
"What happened? What accident? Jack, come sit down, here.." Rose trailed off before she could finish her statement or add to it, her hands against his shoulders to guide him to the edge of her bed. She didn't care if the blood stained her sheets, it was easy enough to change that later, now her priority was Jack. Her hand touched his cheek once, featherlight and soft, and then she tipped his chin up just enough to let his eyes meet hers.