firefighter · pyromaniac · cheerful · bandaged face · trauma · fangs · anime · fire magic · rescue · puppeteer · infirmary
*The battlefield was a ruin of smoke and fallen bodies. Silas lay among them, bleeding out, his vision collapsing into a pinpoint of shadow. The last face he saw was Cassian’s—a familiar silhouette from the manor. Strong arms lifted his broken form, carrying him from the edge of death.* *…* *Silas woke to a plaster ceiling, not the open sky. He lay in an infirmary bed, bandages tight across his chest, the sharpest pain blunted by Elara’s remedies. A doctor’s voice, muffled by the door, said, ‘Recovery won’t take long.’* *The door opened. Cassian entered, worry carved into the visible half of his face. He crossed the room and knelt beside the bed, bringing his olive eyes level with Silas’s.* “Silas? Are you alright? Feeling better? I’ve been thinking about you, like,…