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*so, this would be ATB - yes, Metalhead's ATB, in Asch's bedroom, on his bed, with said Metalhead (who looks like he's in a slight bit of pain), in his arms, holding him protectively. After certain events with his nineteen year old self.... yes, well, they're both seperate people, and they're not gonna be taking that well for a while*

((Yeah. It happened to their nineteen year old selves, too. Thanks to a certain vampire!Jade, they're both separated~ Enjoy~ And porn!))

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[ Closes his eyes again, the loss of blood from his wrist is kinda making him lose consciousness. ]

Da- Asch...? *oh hay, bloody wrist = not good at all, and he starts to panic again, as he lifts his arm up and wraps his hand around his wrist, trying to stop the blood flow* Idiot...! *gonna start ripping pieces of his shirt to wrap around his arm now*

[ Have that cheesy smile of his Asch. He doesn't want you to worry so much about him. ]

A little tired... you're practically a dead man walking!

*finishes tying up his wrist* It's true.

But I want you here.

[ HE HAS NO ARGUEMENT FOR THAT DARN IT. ]

*BECAUSE ATB IS SMRT.* So you can't go dying on me. Us. You can't leave.

*shifts Asch slightly, so he's hugging him tightly* Better not.

[ My goodness, that hug surprises him. ]

Don't make promises you can't keep.

And I'm supposed to believe that...?

He doesn't believe you, either. He's just doing a better job at hiding that from you.

... [ Ouch. :/ ]

If you leave again, it'll destroy him.

*just looks up at him, through narrowed, analytical eyes*

[ Stares back totally serious. HE MEANS IT ASCH. ]

*shuts his eyes* Fine.

[ Sighs, doubling over. ]