Rekker had exhausted himself and started to fall asleep. He hadn't lost too much blood despite the mess in the house, less than one would have taken from blood donation. This was mostly mental exhaustion. He needs a little shake to come to but only grouches because he assumes it is his brother.
"Leave me the fuck alone." Are the first words out of his mouth before he focuses on the sting and the softness of the hand on his arm. It can't be and for a moment he believes he's imagining the Swede there, a cruel trick of his mind, but it lingers. Slowly, he lifts his head, hair caked to his arms and the cuts so that he has to pull it free in places to even lift his head.
His stare sits on the feminine face for a moment, longing for the Swede to want him and knowing deep inside he doesn't. Why would anyone want him? Especially as he begins to process what he's done and still wants to do more of, more hurt to himself. "You should leave. You don't want to be here and I don't fucking want you here either."
That was a blatant lie coming directly out of his anxiety and fear. He's seen what his presence does to others and in the deep recesses of his mind he doesn't want Bjorn to experience what it means to like someone like him. Better to shove him away now. At least then, Rekker surmised, he would be the only one hurt and Bjorn would be saved from his mind and what it did to everything around him.
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"Leave me the fuck alone." Are the first words out of his mouth before he focuses on the sting and the softness of the hand on his arm. It can't be and for a moment he believes he's imagining the Swede there, a cruel trick of his mind, but it lingers. Slowly, he lifts his head, hair caked to his arms and the cuts so that he has to pull it free in places to even lift his head.
His stare sits on the feminine face for a moment, longing for the Swede to want him and knowing deep inside he doesn't. Why would anyone want him? Especially as he begins to process what he's done and still wants to do more of, more hurt to himself. "You should leave. You don't want to be here and I don't fucking want you here either."
That was a blatant lie coming directly out of his anxiety and fear. He's seen what his presence does to others and in the deep recesses of his mind he doesn't want Bjorn to experience what it means to like someone like him. Better to shove him away now. At least then, Rekker surmised, he would be the only one hurt and Bjorn would be saved from his mind and what it did to everything around him.