#rough wound cleaning
June 17th- “Just keep looking at me. You’re doing great.”
Short and prolly doesn’t make sense but I’m not really in a writing mood rn so apologies
Cw: rough wound care, blood, injuries, improper wound care, makeshift medical things, uhhh manhandling, rough caretaker, uhhhhhhhh idk what else, woods setting?
Whumpee squeezed their eyes shut against the pain, a gasp slipping from their lips as Caretaker pressed the alcohol-soaked rag against the wound.
Caretaker looked up to them, eyes softening in pity as they offered Whumpee a strained smile.
“You’re doing good, honey, so good,” They reassured, their other hand pressing harder against Whumpee’s leg, keeping it still as they dabbed the cloth against the gash.
Whumpee hissed in pain, their fists tightening as their nails bit into their palms, barely holding back a scream.
The dirt covered, rocky ground dug into their skin, poking through the thick material of their gloves and pants. Blood pooled on the dead leaves, staining the earthy floor a deep red.
They cried out as Caretaker prodded the wound once more, a burning agony shooting up their thigh as they continued to clean the wound.
Caretaker grunted, pausing their work momentarily as Whumpee’s leg kicked and spasmed, leaning back so they wouldn’t get nailed in the face.
“Hey- hey darling I need you to stay still for me,” Their tone was getting impatient as they readjusted their grip on Whumpee’s leg. “Just keep looking at me, okay? You’re doing great.”
