Precious and fragile things

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Martin tried to stand but he hadn't the strength in his legs and quickly collapsed back to the ground.

The guys knew that they had to get out of there before someone found them and quickly fled the scene.

Martin tried to hold back the sobs as tears streamed down his face and he couldn't stop shaking. He slowly, managed to pull his pants and jacket back on despite the action causing him to yelp in pain a couple times.

Again Martin tried to stand but fell back down, he didn't want to but he realised he needed to call his boyfriend. He couldn't tell him. No. He'd be ashamed that Martin let them do that to him, and it would sound pathetic for Martin to tell him what really happened. So the boy thought through a story before weakly picking up his phone.

The phone rang and rang, and each ring hit Martin like a new wave of anxiety. Before his boyfriend picked up.

"Martin? It's 2am I've been worried sick where are you?" Dave rushed into the phone before Martin again burst into tears. "Oh god, Martin talk to me baby what happened?" Dave rushed in a panicked tone.

Martin felt at a loss for words and he could barely talk he quietly revealed his location and Dave replied that he was coming as quick as possible.

Martin lay shivering in the cold as he waited for Dave, he was excited yet terrified to see him. No matter what he did Mart couldn't stop himself from feeling dirty, tainted, sinful. He let more tears flow down his face as he lay shaking.

Dave was running around in the dark desperately yelling for his lover before he turned the corner to a whimpering mess on the floor and he felt his body deflate and his heart shatter. "Oh Mart" Dave whispered, letting a few of his own tears fall, "what have they done to you?"

Dave offered his hand and the curly haired boy reluctantly took it standing up but proceeded to fall down soon after. As Dave muttered profanities under his breath.

Dave put his hands on Martin to pick him up but Martin quickly flinched away from the touch. Causing Dave's heart to crack in a way he didn't know to be possible.

Martins eyes screwed shut as he shook. In a weak and cracked voice Dave whispered to Martin trying to gain the timid boy's trust, "Martin, baby, we need to get you back okay, I'll take you back to the hotel and you can have a nice shower and clean yourself up, you can't walk so I'm going to carry you, I'm not going to hurt you I promise."

The curly haired boy timidly opened his eyes and looked up at his disheveled boyfriend. "Can I pick you up?" Dave asked and Martin took in a sharp breath before reluctantly nodding his head. His eyes screwed shut in fear as Dave picked him up but once he knew he was safe he reopened his eyes and allowed himself to snuggle further into his boyfriends chest to hide his tear stained face.

Martin continued to shake as the nights events replayed in his head while Dave hushed him, trying to calm him down.

The shaking gradually turned to sobbing and Mart let out strangled cries as Dave panicked looking down at the fragile boy in his arms. "Mart" Dave gently whispered but it had no effect. "Mart" Dave repeated a bit louder which caused the curly haired boy to look up at him under wet eyes.

Dave frowned at the broken look on his face before continuing to speak, knowing that he now had the boy's attention. "Listen to my heart beat Mart, just focus on that and nothing else, okay?" Dave instructed trying to calm the hysterical boy.

Martin obeyed, shuffling his head to a position where his ear was above his lovers heart. He listened to the gentle beat and allowed it to take his full focus. Nothing else mattered but the steady heartbeat of his boyfriend.