Theodore Nott (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} booksmart_devil) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wished, |
Theo was lost, wandering somewhere in a dark place where all he knew was that he hurt. He didn't notice Greg leave or Greg return, but he did feel Greg push fingers back into him. He shuddered hard, once, then lay still, his breathing coming in little breathy hiccups, his eyes tear-filled and his cheeks damp, eyelashes clumped to little points from his crying but no more tears came.
He lay on the bed staring at the ceiling with eyes that didn't see anything, quiet and almost peaceful if it wasn't for the fact that nothing about him was at peace. Greg hadn't finished pushing salve into him when he started the humming, a tuneless noise that had filled his little room more than once before.