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"Char," his brother snarls, swaying slightly. A concussion, he supposes if the blood dripping down Camille's head means anything. "I found you."
"Gege, you look terrible. Did you miss me that much? So much that you had to chase me all the way here— But look at you, you can't even take care of yourself," he retorts back without any heat.
It's easy to move Camille around, far too easy — was he always this light? His brother's eyes are unfocused, distant. If anything, it seems his usually cold and distant brother is at his mercy — those familiar walls gone. Char wishes he was the one who did this to Camille. The couch creaks under their joined weight.
Camille coughs, his gloves darkened by his own blood. The injuries won't last long, Char knows this. "Get off of me—"
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In which Camille falls straight onto Char's lap at some point during their cat and mouse game.