Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp1)

Ozzy: *lets out a soft groan of pain and shifts his position from wherever he’s been laid, it takes him some time to realise he’s not dead, though at this point he's unsure if that's a good thing or not considering how badly his head is pounding* Mmph... *wincing he starts to push himself up*

Voice in the shadows: I'd keep still if I were you. *a strong hand pushes him down* You took a nasty beating.

Ozzy: *head pounding looks up* Who are you? *but he can't make him out through his bleary vision, he sounds familiar though*

Voice: You'll find out soon, but for now you have to rest. *a gentle hand stroked his cheek as the bed covers are pulled up round his face* Sleep well angel.

Ozzy: *shifts a little but he can't fight sleep for much longer and soon the disturbingly familiar yet at the same time soothing voice causes him to drift off to sleep*

Thrax: *thinks* I can't kill him, not when he's like this. I may be a virus but I'm not that heartless. *kisses Ozzy on the forehead*

Ozzy: *shifts slightly in his sleep, his hand lightly griping the pillow* mmm... *it's about an hour or two before he starts to get restless, having a nightmare*

Thrax: *notices Ozzy tossing in his sleep and whispers* What could he be dreaming about?

Ozzy: *grips the pillow tightly in his arms, murmuring softly* Daddy... don't leave us... *begins to cry softly in his sleep, dreaming about the day that his father walked out on his mother and him, why he did he still doesn't know, but he never saw his father again after that day* daddy... *whimpers softly, he has this nightmare often when he's ill or injured like he is now*

Thrax: Daddy? He's dreaming about his father? *sits next to Ozzy, stroking his face.*

Ozzy: *starts awake as he feels the gentle hand on his face, immediately gasping at the pain in his forehead, though it's not as bad as it was, sighing he reaches up and rubs his tearstained eyes and looks up, eyes widening as he recognises the virus sitting next to him* You!

Thrax: Me Jones. *smirks* You were lucky I showed up or you wouldn't have survived after your encounter.

Ozzy: *backs up from him, or at least as best he can in the pain he's in* Keep away...

Thrax: Keep still Jones, I'm not going to hurt you especially in the shape you're in.

Ozzy: Where am I? what do you want?! *the tone of his voice suggests he's starting to become hysterical, in his mind thrax has been and still is an enemy and his frail physical condition leaks into his mental one and he panics*

Thrax: Calm down. You going to hurt yourself much worse. *tries to reach for him*

Ozzy: No! *his least injured arm comes up in front of his face to protect himself and his injured body quivers in fear*

Thrax: Ozzy please, I just want to help you. Please just stop moving. *looks at Ozzy with concern*

Ozzy: *puts his arm down slightly and looks at him, still but for the moment fear likely has much to do with that, he stares at Thrax, wide eyed, almost childlike in his timidness*:

Thrax: Please, just let me help you. *offers his hand.*

Ozzy: *stares at his hand then at Thrax then slowly, shakily takes his hand*

Thrax: Good boy, now let's get you cleaned up. *leads Ozzy to the bathroom*

Ozzy: *goes with him, having little choice in the matter, Thrax is larger than him by far but Ozzy seems to be a little smaller now, he needs some help arranging his clothes so he can take care of his bodily needs but he manages it, face somewhat flushed as he looks up at the virus when finished*

Thrax: *smiles at him* Shy are we?

Ozzy: *looks away a bit, definitely feeling shy right now, sitting where he is *

Thrax: *shakes his head, lifting Ozzy up and placing him in the warm water* Don't worry I'll take good are of you. *begins to gently wash Ozzy's body*

Ozzy: *finally speaking* Wh-why are you d-doing th-this? *he whimpers softly as Thrax bathes him, he isn't cut up that much however what he lacks in cuts he makes up for in spades with bruises and every movement is painful even though Thrax is being gentle, something that truly surprises the younger cell*

Thrax: *smiles at him* Because I may be a virus but I'm not that cold-blooded. You need someone to help you, to care for you and it's seems that role has fallen to me.

Ozzy: Y-you? I don't… I don't under... understand... *lets out a soft pained gasp as Thrax tends to him* ah... ow...

Thrax: Easy now baby, easy. *lifts Ozzy out of the bath and begins to dry him off*

Ozzy: *whimpers softly, holding onto Thrax for support as he's dried, he complies with Thrax but starts to cry softly, even though Thrax is being gentle the process still hurts because of how banged up he is from the beating*

Thrax: *lifts Ozzy into his arms and begins to rock him* Its okay baby, let all out. *rubs Ozzy's back gently*

Ozzy: *for a moment quiets, completely tense as he's pulled into the virus' embrace and then as he lets his breath out he starts to sob into Thrax's chest*

Thrax: *carries Ozzy into the bedroom and sits down with Ozzy in his lap, still rocking him* I'm here baby it's alright now. It's alright just let it out.

Ozzy: *continues to sob into his chest, soon crying harder, the terror from the beating he took earlier all coming out and after a time one of his hands comes up and clings onto Thrax's shirt, no longer caring who or what that is holding him, just that he's being held and comforted, something he hasn't felt in a long long time*

Thrax: *strokes the cell's 'hair'* Don't be afraid baby. I'm here.

Ozzy: *sobbing into the virus' chest* D-don't hurt me T-Thrax... please.... *sobs, clinging now with both hands* please...

Thrax: *surprised at the plea* I will not hurt you baby ever again. I will take care of you from now on.

Ozzy: *looks up slowly at Thrax, tears leaking from the corners of his eyes as he clings tightly to the virus*

Thrax: *wipes away Ozzy's tears* I promise you, I will take care of you.

Ozzy: *for a moment flinches as Thrax's hand goes to his face but he lets the virus wipe his tears and when he puts his head back down on Thrax's chest he seems much calmer*

Thrax: *begins to rock Ozzy again* Sleep now baby and I'll be here for you in the morning.

Ozzy: *nods a little and clings to him in a silent plea for him to not let go and slowly falls into sleep*

Thrax: *places Ozzy in the bed before removing his own clothes and climbed in beside the sleeping cell* Goodnight, angel. *kisses him on the forehead and slowly drifts of to sleep*