It’d been over three months and I hadn’t heard a word from him.
When Noiz was discharged, we fought in Rhyme like we’d promised. When I thought about it, I just instinctively held Noiz’s left hand. Back then…Back when Noiz was a kid, there wasn’t anyone to treat his wounds or take him to the hospital. I remember the bit of Noiz’s past I touched on when I Scrapped him. It kind of pains me to see Noiz talk about stuff like that with that careless expression of his. But he hides it so well one wouldn’t really notice it normally. When I heard the story and took a closer look at them they were definitely bent: must’ve been annoying. He’d broken them as a kid apparently, and they never healed right. Noiz’s ring and little finger on his left hand were ever so slightly bent. And then I found out something while I was taking care of him. Now, this is coming from me, but he seemed to be fine with just about anything if he was doing it with me. Noiz didn’t seem to find any of that gross like a normal person might though… ………And sometimes he’d suddenly kiss me while he was eating, or feed me mouth-to-mouth. “If you make too much noise, the people in the hall might hear you, alright?” “Well, unless you want to be a father in 9 months then I suggest you suck it up.”Īnd I think this was three days before he was discharged… Though that ended on the first day when Noiz said he didn’t like it… It was then I started bringing condoms with me in case the switch would suddenly flip on. But, I could never tell when or where said switch would flip on, so I was always a bit on edge. But for one reason or another, it was like something flipped a switch inside him and he’d want to do it all of a sudden. I tried to visit every day, so it’s not like this was some sort of pent up frustration. But just before he was discharged, we ended up trying all sorts of things whenever I visited. Or maybe it didn’t have anything at all to do with Noiz opening his heart to me.Īnyway, Noiz recovery went really smoothly. I’m guessing it was some sort of side effect from when I used Scrap on his mind. His lack of pain just seemed like something he’d been born with, but his astounding recovery had the doctors tilt their heads in wonder. At first, Noiz couldn’t move at all, but as the days passed, things were starting to look up and he was discharged with no problems. Noiz was admitted to the hospital for his injuries from protecting me, and I visited him every day to take care of him.