Fuck fuck fuck. Francis said shouting, not screaming. Will was at a loss for what to do for a moment. So- warmth. He needed to be warm. Will gritted his teeth and planted his feet, and hauled Tuck upright to drag him out of the frigid bathroom into the warmer bedroom. It was difficult with Tuck writhing in pain and screaming into his ear, but he had to do it. "Into bed, we need blankets," he panted, tipping Tuck's body onto the mattress and then lifting his legs to join him.