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“What you two did was very stupid, I hope you both know” addy said, scribbling on her clipboard
Ryan squeezed dallons hand silently
She looked at them with some version of disdain “well? Don’t you have anything to say for yourselves?”
“There’s nothing to say” Ryan said simply, looking at the ground
“Oh I think there’s a lot to say, starting with the elephant in the room: what in god's name did you think any of that would accomplish?”
He looked up at her, face twisting with confusion “what?”
“You knew you weren’t getting out, now look what you’ve done” her face twisted into false sympathy “poor subject A, I have to punish him for your stupidity”
“We were- we were close this time.” Ryan insisted
She laughed “that’s cute, but don’t have to soften things for him.” She looked to Dallon “You knew this was a bad idea, didnt you subject A?”
Dallon didn’t answer
“A.”
“I knew..it was a bad idea” A repeated back, he sounded so tired
“And yet B still forced you, forced you to break the rules for his own gain. How cruel of you, Subject B”
“It wasn’t like that” Ryan looked at Dal, panic creeping into his eyes “it wasn’t like that, right?”
Dallon said nothing, eyes fixed down
Addy hummed “go back to your room, B”
Ryan breathed “No.”
she blinked “No?”
“No.”
“Maybe some solitary will do A good, clearly you're a terrible influence on him. I’m sure he’ll appreciate some time alone to heal from his punishment”
“Wait- wait-“
She laughed slightly “just go to your room, B.”
And Ryan did.
Her attention turned now to Dallon who was shaking ever so slightly “I know you're a good boy, A. B just confuses you sometimes”
“..Please don’t put me in solitary” he mumbled, There were tears in dallon’s eyes now “please it’s..I don’t want to be alone”
“Oh honey, but it’ll be good for you. You know it will”
Dallon shook his head “you can do whatever you want to me, I just- I need him- I need him, please -“
She smiled at him “you're the company’s property, sweetheart. I already could do whatever I wanted”
Electro shock. scalpels. Neatly manicured hands ripping him apart before stitching him back up like nothing had ever happened. Dallon was returned to him and Ryan’s cell after two days. They had not given him clean clothes, the blood stained ones sent a better message.
At first ryan thought he was dead. he let out a rather terrible sound, something like a scream, going and pulling dallon’s limp body into his lap. He was sure he was dead.
Dallon’s breathing was shaky but present, a dull rasing and lowering of his chest that kept B’s panic at bay.
It took maybe 5 hours for Dallon to wake up. Ryan’s face was buried in dallon’s shoulder, clutching his cellmates body to him like he was trying to pull Dallon into his rib cage.
“..addy..?” Dallon mumbled, eyes still shut
“No, no dal. She’s not here. Just me and you. Fuck. I’m so sorry, Dal. I’m so so sorry.”
“Ry’n” Dallon landed on, smiling into Ryan’s chest “hi ry’n”
“Hi Dallon” now Ryan was the one with tears in his eyes “I was..I was scared you weren’t gonna wake up”
“ that's silly” he slurred “ ‘course I was gonna wake up”
“Yeah, yeah. Of course” Ryan laughed a little bit, filled with the greatest feeling of relief “I love you so much”
“ ‘love you” Dallon shifted around a bit “can I have some water”
“Yeah, fuck. Sorry.” Ryan stood up, detangling Dallon from himself, going to retrieve a glass from the bathroom. He looked at Dallon for a moment, bloody and half dead, lying on the tiled floor of their cell.
This was Ryan’s fault, this was all Ryan’s fault. He wasn’t going to let this happen again, never ever again.