#Samuel: voices over my head whem im in pain???? sounds like my abusive brother

[getreadytosmash]

“ get well soon ” ][For Samuel][

@blind-mutant

When Samuel got injured, he didn't think it was such a big deal. Things healed and years of people not exactly caring about his health meant that Samuel still had issues of telling people when he was hurt. It wasn't important enough, he wasn't important for someome to fuss for a mere hour before he was fine again.

So getting a experiment wrong that resulted in some burns and posisble internal damage wasn't exactly a large deal. But having to heal these injuries while being on a date he promised Rhys? That was fairly more difficult but Samuel had been determined. He wouldn't disappoint Rhys. Sitting in the restaurant was hard enough, but he had made it through easy enough, although Samuel had to avoid Rhys's arms coming around his torso. The pale man seemed to notice but luckily he hadn't said anything and Samuel had been more than thankful that he had settled for hand holding instead.

Of course, then Rick seemed to have been aware and because he was a stupid fucking idiot who insisted on "letting people in" and "being taken care of for broken bones wasn't a burden Sam". Bullshit. And even more so when the blue hulk had invited them to a movie night and Rhys had accepted for both of them without even thinking. Terribly sweet, yes, and Samuel was more than thrilled to see how comfortable his lover was around the team, but the idea of holding himself together with such an injury for another few hours. Especially when he knew the team liked to spend ages getting all sorts of snacks for the movies.

Samuel knew he wouldn't last. Rick knew Samuel knew he wouldn't last. And they were both right when an hour into the first movie, Rhys had laughed at something Red said (through a mouthful of popcorn and Samuel had wanted to kiss his cute face), and had bumped his side affectionately and the green-skinned man didn't have a moment to spare before a pained yelp escaped him. Pain and heat flared from his sides and Samuel felt something shift against his sockets and then the agony twisted it's way up and down his spinal chord, forcing Samuel to suddenly double up and snap his arms towards his side with a strangled cry.

The pain was so intensive after spending so long ignoring it that he could barely pay attention when the lights came on and voices, how muffled, seemed to surround him and over him. What were they saying? Why were they so close? He was fine, he didn't need anyone close. When hands came around his shoulders and tried to sit him up, Samuel hissed without thinking and his skin took on a brighter hue as the ex-villain made work of his mind control abilities.

"Don't- don't touch me."