[ now the look in Hijikata's face is very surprised and very offended. his sword! his kanesada! but at least Tsurumaru didn't just leave him to fall because he honestly would've? and Hijikata can only let out a really stubborn huff! he doesn't like the feeling of being cared over and helped. mostly because it makes him feel pretty useless, but it looks like he has no choice, huh... he was completely prepared to somehow drag himself around the best his can using Kanesada as some sort of makeshift cane (it's a sturdy sheathe though! it'd be fine!), but looks like he'll have to deal with Tsurumaru being his support for now.
well, that expression on his face doesn't last one. every time his face makes a different expression it just returns to that same very drained one from before. it's the face of a man that can really use a nap, honestly. he feels as if he closes his eyes he'll fall asleep? but..! he'll stay strong. ]
What? Hell no.
[ he can't help but stare at him in disbelief at that question too, while trying to readjust himself to lean on Tsurumaru in a way where he can still mostly feel like he's still walking on his own. ]
You probably can't even carry me... ... [ that was a general 'you look like you can't carry a grown 32 year old man' kind of statement, but also his shoulder is injured... which brings up a previous concern. ] You should at least let me bandage your shoulder real quick before it gets worse.
[ once again, worrying about Tsurumaru more than himself... and it seems like the whole 'resources' thing Tsurumaru can use flew over his head? oops. though, he could probably make a pretty easy makeshift bandage with his kimono... he's from a family that sells medicine, so making some bandage and wrapping it properly is the least he can do, really. ]
[ listen... had hijikata been a stranger, tsurumaru would have totally left him to fall. but he isn't a stranger, and he isn't even just an Acquaintance, either — he's really important, so tsurumaru will do everything in his power to make sure that he doesn't make himself look like a loser by falling!! how will he enter mikazuki's and tsurumaru's room then!! no losers allowed!
alas, it already seems as if hijikata knows the sad truth about how he probably can't princess carry anyone in the first place. his spirit form looks to only be about twenty, anyway, and he's not even of the bulkier swords; beneath his many, many layers of white clothing, it's painfully obvious, how his skin is practically splayed across his bones. hijikata's flat refusal makes tsurumaru laugh, though, because that was #stone cold.
he's used to being semi-worried about, whenever he comes back from battles in tatters, until the repair bath has become his second home. but he isn't used to being worried about just because, when there are no battles to be fought here, and therefore, his well-being should be less of a concern, and his wounded shoulder shouldn't be a problem, but...
it's why he stumbles over his words, just a bit. ]
Wh— I just said that you don't have to... I've seen worse, really!
[ despite how tsurumaru tries to dissuade him, he figures that it's respectful to accept the gesture anyway, so he peels off his jacket (or as far back as he can, with his unwounded arm). ]
[ Hijikata dismisses the 'I've seen worse' by literally not saying anything. so first he at least tries to examine the wound, although it's one he made himself so... not as deep, but then he sees the stray marks of where Hijikata tried to push the blade towards his chest area. well, thankfully it didn't get to anywhere close to the chest where it'd be pretty fatal, so there's an audible sigh of relief.
of course, he can't really do this standing up and against Tsurumaru. so, with that, he slowly lowers himself down to the ground again, holding onto whatever parts of Tsurumaru's clothes as he can before he's on the ground again. a small, annoyed 'tch' leaves his lips because ugh dealing with this leg is going to be completely annoying.
but, whatever. he's going to be the worrywort he is and just, try to fix up Tsurumaru here for now so he's not bleeding everywhere. ] Get closer too.
[ so, with the aid of Horikawa- he rips a pretty good half off of his kimono sleeve. then after sheathing that blade (Tsurumaru isn't going to take this one away from him either) rips that into good, long enough straps of length to wrap around the wound... ]
Okay, here. This should do. [ wrapping the cloth around the wound a few times doesn't take too long, and he easily finishes it off with an experimental tug, then ties it. he's pretty confident in his bandaging abilities because he does it a lot! but juuust to make sure: ] Not too tight?
[ you know, he didn't actually expect hijikata to be good at this. but he'll get a bit closer, trying to make hijikata's Bandaging Endeavors just that much more easier, despite how hijikata's face still looks grumpy and rude!
and ah.... oh no.... he's ripping his own kimono into strips...... but somehow, being this fretted over is flattering — understanding that he's being fixed not because of who he is, nor to up his resale value, but because he's being cared about, and while it's a little foreign, it makes him happy. so once hijikata's finished bandaging, tsurumaru moves his arm a bit, and it doesn't hurt at all — instead, it feels taut and properly done. ]
Nope! You're better at this than I thought. You might be even better than me.
[ considering how many times he's bandaged his own injuries in the repair room, he's impressed!! though, that's enough attention on him, who can easily be fixed with resources anyway; he carefully pulls hijikata back up, re-supporting him once he manages to stand again. ]
But, come on — we're going to the hospital to fix you up too, whether you like it or not.
[ and whether hijikata agreed or not..... tsurumaru drags him there anyway....................the end!!!!!!! ]
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GIVE HIM BACK
well, that expression on his face doesn't last one. every time his face makes a different expression it just returns to that same very drained one from before. it's the face of a man that can really use a nap, honestly. he feels as if he closes his eyes he'll fall asleep? but..! he'll stay strong. ]
What? Hell no.
[ he can't help but stare at him in disbelief at that question too, while trying to readjust himself to lean on Tsurumaru in a way where he can still mostly feel like he's still walking on his own. ]
You probably can't even carry me... ... [ that was a general 'you look like you can't carry a grown 32 year old man' kind of statement, but also his shoulder is injured... which brings up a previous concern. ] You should at least let me bandage your shoulder real quick before it gets worse.
[ once again, worrying about Tsurumaru more than himself... and it seems like the whole 'resources' thing Tsurumaru can use flew over his head? oops. though, he could probably make a pretty easy makeshift bandage with his kimono... he's from a family that sells medicine, so making some bandage and wrapping it properly is the least he can do, really. ]
WHEN YOU LEARN HOW TO USE HIM PROPERLY
alas, it already seems as if hijikata knows the sad truth about how he probably can't princess carry anyone in the first place. his spirit form looks to only be about twenty, anyway, and he's not even of the bulkier swords; beneath his many, many layers of white clothing, it's painfully obvious, how his skin is practically splayed across his bones. hijikata's flat refusal makes tsurumaru laugh, though, because that was #stone cold.
he's used to being semi-worried about, whenever he comes back from battles in tatters, until the repair bath has become his second home. but he isn't used to being worried about just because, when there are no battles to be fought here, and therefore, his well-being should be less of a concern, and his wounded shoulder shouldn't be a problem, but...
it's why he stumbles over his words, just a bit. ]
Wh— I just said that you don't have to... I've seen worse, really!
[ despite how tsurumaru tries to dissuade him, he figures that it's respectful to accept the gesture anyway, so he peels off his jacket (or as far back as he can, with his unwounded arm). ]
BUT I DO >:(
of course, he can't really do this standing up and against Tsurumaru. so, with that, he slowly lowers himself down to the ground again, holding onto whatever parts of Tsurumaru's clothes as he can before he's on the ground again. a small, annoyed 'tch' leaves his lips because ugh dealing with this leg is going to be completely annoying.
but, whatever. he's going to be the worrywort he is and just, try to fix up Tsurumaru here for now so he's not bleeding everywhere. ] Get closer too.
[ so, with the aid of Horikawa- he rips a pretty good half off of his kimono sleeve. then after sheathing that blade (Tsurumaru isn't going to take this one away from him either) rips that into good, long enough straps of length to wrap around the wound... ]
Okay, here. This should do. [ wrapping the cloth around the wound a few times doesn't take too long, and he easily finishes it off with an experimental tug, then ties it. he's pretty confident in his bandaging abilities because he does it a lot! but juuust to make sure: ] Not too tight?
NO YOU DONT :/
and ah.... oh no.... he's ripping his own kimono into strips...... but somehow, being this fretted over is flattering — understanding that he's being fixed not because of who he is, nor to up his resale value, but because he's being cared about, and while it's a little foreign, it makes him happy. so once hijikata's finished bandaging, tsurumaru moves his arm a bit, and it doesn't hurt at all — instead, it feels taut and properly done. ]
Nope! You're better at this than I thought. You might be even better than me.
[ considering how many times he's bandaged his own injuries in the repair room, he's impressed!! though, that's enough attention on him, who can easily be fixed with resources anyway; he carefully pulls hijikata back up, re-supporting him once he manages to stand again. ]
But, come on — we're going to the hospital to fix you up too, whether you like it or not.
[ and whether hijikata agreed or not..... tsurumaru drags him there anyway....................the end!!!!!!! ]