?promise of particles?lloyd x FEM!reader?

OKAY so the first like 950 words of this chapter are pretty spicy. Again, no smut/lemon (or lime), but stuff does happen, but it's mostly just healthy relationship shit :3 hope u enjoy (if you want to skip that part, go to the first black and white bar)

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The ship was silent, the gently creaking and buzzing of the bulb above being the only sounds.

You felt heavy. You wanted to go to bed and ignore your life.

Lloyd hissed as the cotton ball came in contact with his abdomen, the towel beneath him bearing drops of blood. He squeezed your hand as you wiped the raw skin with antibiotic, his knuckles turning pale.

"..sorry.." You whispered as you continued dabbing. Once the cut was covered, you stared at it. "..." You debated if you should glue it closed, or just use butterfly closures. He'd probably just tear it open again if you glued it.

Rummaging around the kit, you found the box, dumping the contents into your hand. You gently began to place them along the puckered wound. The Wolf Mask Warriors claws could've punctured much deeper.

You pulled them closed, resting a hand over his sternum. "Why.. did you hide this? I don't understand, Lloyd."

He let out a breath. "I.. I didn't want to take up Zane's time while everyone else was getting treated for worse injuries. I don't.." Looking up at you, he still seemed somewhere else. "..what do we do now..?"

"Sit up." You stated, holding bandages. "And then we'll sleep. And then we make a plan for going forward in the morning. We quit that fight, sure, but we're not quitting the battle." Trying to get his hopes up, you started to wrap the bandage around him, though awkwardly.

Tensing as you added the tiny amount of pressure on his cut, he mumbled. "Sit. It'll make it easier." He pat his leg.

You smiled, lowering yourself onto his knee. It did make it much easier. Reaching around to wrap it around his stomach, you watched your hands, though you could see him blushing from the corner of your vision.

Leaning over to grab medical tape, you felt his hand snake around your side, making sure you didn't fall. Using your teeth to tear off a small part, you taped the wrap, letting yourself relax.

Lloyd placed his hands on your hips, his forehead bumping into yours.
"Please. Just.. just keep talking. I don't want to sleep."

Stretching your arms over his bare shoulders, you hummed. Eyes shut, you racked your brain for words to say. ".. we'll be back at the Monastery in a few hours. Nya was planning on going to the crossroads to go for some perishable food for once, she was going to make fruit salad." You explained, telling him plans for tomorrow. "I was going to help Sora test new weapons, some sort of grappling hook. Said it was because you kept mentioning Arin's.."

He swallowed, lashes fluttering against your eyelids. "I have no idea where to go, what to do. They have an unbeatable fighting technique that we can't even learn because it'd ruin who we are. What do I do..?"

"You don't do anything. We'll do something. We're a team, we don't let one of us take the entire burden, yeah?" You said. "I took charge of that mission, it failed, but we're going to keep trying to win against Ras."

His breath fluttered the strands of hair framing your face. "..But-"

Reaching your hands up to his face, you cupped his jaw. "Stop. Just stop worrying, please. I'll figure all this out later. Right now, it's just you and I."

"I don't want to sleep. I'm- fuck, Y/n.. I'm terrified to sleep. I don't want to. I- I know I'm just going to have more stupid visions.." he paused for a moment, before leaning to the side.