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Asmodeus was in his office, working on some boring paperwork. Fizz was somewhere else in the house and Ozzie assumed he was probably watching a movie or maybe playing a game. He looked up as he heard the door open.
„Hey, Ozzie..?” Fizzarolli peaked his head through the open door. „Yeah, Fizzie?” „I… uh, please, don’t be mad, but… i think i might need your help.”
Fizzarolli had a really hard time asking for help, especially this openly. Ozzie knew this was serious, so he stood up from his desk.
„I would never be mad at you, Fizz. What’s wrong?”
The imp hesitated at first, but then looked down and said „I relapsed and… I can’t stop the bleeding.”
Ozzie felt his heart drop and he ran to scoop Fizz into his arms. „It’s okay love, we’ll take care of it” Asmodeus summoned his phone and called up their medical team asking them to send someone. When that was set, he took the little demon into their bedroom and put him on the bed.
„Can i see?” Ozz asked and Fizzie reluctantly moved his hands away from his thigh. The cut wasn’t shallow and the way Fizz looked at it was telling Asmodeus he didn’t mean to go this deep. The sin made a piece of clean gauze appear and began putting pressure on the wound.
„I’m sorry…” Fizzarolli said with shame in his voice. It pained Ozz how his partner blamed himself for feeling like this, when it was clear he had no control over it. “Froggie, I’m not upset with you, you didn’t do anything wrong. You’re struggling and it’s not your fault. Of course I’d prefer if you came to talk to me instead of taking the feelings out on yourself, but i understand why you didn’t. What matters now is to get the bleeding under control and to make you feel better.”
Ozzie calmly stroked Fizzarolli’s back and held pressure to the wound until the doctor arrived. Fizz instantly tensed up and started leaning towards his boyfriend that was currently explaining the situation to the medic. Asmodeus stayed by Fizzie’s side as the doctor inspected the cut. “I’m afraid this will need stitches… I’ll prepare what i need for the procedure.”
This terrified Fizz. “Ozzie…” “I’m here Froggie, I’ll be with you and it will be okay”
Fizzie laid down and Ozz put his hand under the imp’s head. He also got his partner his favorite plushie to make him feel as comfortable as he could. The doctor gave Fizz a numbing shot and started stitching up his wound.
It was so painful to watch his lover shut his eyes close and wince in pain. Every time Fizzarolli squeezed his hand he stroked his cheek and whispered that it’s going to be alright… he really wanted to believe that.
Soon the doctor bandaged the jester’s leg and told him to rest a couple of days as to not tear the stitches. After he left Fizz hugged Asmodeus as tightly as he could.
“Thank you Ozzie… for being here. I love you so much” “I love you too, Froggie” Ozz said as he returned the hug. “Do you want to talk about what happened, love?” “Actually, could we just go to sleep? I’m too tired to talk or think anymore” Fizzie chuckled. “As you wish babe” The sin replied and helped his boyfriend change into his sleeping gown, before taking of his own clothes and getting both of them into their large bed, the imp curled in a hug on his partners fluffy chest.