Can I ask for Joly and Courfeyrac, Patching Up a Wound?:D

shellcollector:

This is for the Acts of Intimacy meme (I commit myself to accepting prompts from this until the end of time, or until I can’t bear it any more)


They were still out of breath when they reached Joly’s apartment. Courfeyrac headed for the sofa and flung himself onto it.

“Keep your arm raised in the air,” said Joly, not joining him, looking around the room for a box of supplies and for something else, a footstep, another breath, a face. He found the box, but nothing else.

“Are you sure you wouldn’t rather I did something else with it?” asked Courfeyrac. “I’m finding it somewhat difficult to keep the blood away from the sofa cushions.”

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