Theo sighed, and then grabbed tweezers from the first aid kit, carefully grabbing onto the ceramic shard and then quickly yanking the piece out. He leaned back, about to grab some antibiotic cream and gauze- when he froze, and watched in awe. Right before him, the dragon’s wound was healing now that it was free of shattered glass.
He felt his own eyes bug out, staring in wonder as the man’s- dragon’s- skin soon healed itself, perfectly unblemished. Not even a scar remained behind. Theo felt an itching at his wrist, lifting his hand absently to the scars along his own skin. His wound had healed in seconds, and now Rahar’s wound was healed as well. The only difference was that his own wound had left scars.
Theo watched Rahar wiggle his feet briefly, and finally lifted his eyes after hearing a sigh of relief from the dragon. “Thank you, Theo. I couldn’t heal until that was pulled out. You’ve saved me again.”
Theo’s heart stuttered again at the completely open smile Rahar gave him. Theo had never seen such an honest smile before. He could already tell that this was going to be a disaster. “I-I don’t think taking a piece of glass out of your foot is worth all that,” he stammered quickly, trying to quiet his racing heart. He really, really needed to consider getting out more. Human contact was his failing, but this was even worse than usual. And why did the dragon have to be so damn hot in human form?
“But without it, I would have been in more pain until I had a chance to take it out. But I needed to make sure you were okay, first,” the dragon insisted, giving a soft huff.
Theo frowned, and gave the dragon an odd look. “Okay, but you could have just as easily pulled it out yourself. And like I said, I’m fine…” he trailed off, sensing that the dragon was too stubborn to admit defeat on this. And Theo was too tired; it was easier to give in. “A-anyways. So is it normal? For dragons to heal so quickly…”
Theo watched as Rahar blinked a few times, and then nodded. The silver haired male lifted a hand, and scratched the back of his head briefly. “I forget how fragile you humans are…”
Theo frowned, but then nodded. To someone like Rahar- an actual friggin’ dragon- taking a week or two to heal from a scratch must seem horribly fragile. Theo gave one last glance to Rahar’s perfectly healed foot, and then bit the inside of his cheek. “Like I said, I don’t think I did much to help you, aside from give you water and take you home with me…”
Rahar leaned forward, and Theo felt the heat radiating from his skin, the dragon only inches apart. “No, Theo, you saved me. Here I landed, in an alien world, with horrible wounds, and no idea where I am. And you took me in,” Rahar gave a wide grin, sharp canines in full view. “I very well could have died out there, dragon or not.”
Theo squinted up at the man, sensing no falsity, or exaggeration from him. Either he was a very good liar- which Theo honestly doubted from what he’d seen so far- or he truly believed everything he was saying. Theo felt his cheeks flush slightly, not used to such sincere praise. He bit his bottom lip, and shrugged. “Well, you’re welcome. I just uhm, couldn’t leave you there like that, that’s all.”
Theo started pulling away, his heart skipping a beat though, when Rahar grabbed his hand. His touch was warm, heat surging through the dragon’s hand. “It’s more than some would have done.” The bright beam from the dragon’s smile was almost blinding. Theo felt his cheeks grow hotter, finding his sincerity almost too much to bear. Was this man even real, or was Theo staring at an angel??
Theo cleared his throat, eyes dropping to where Rahar was still holding his wrist. “Uhm. Let me go get you some clothes?” It came out as more of a question than he intended. Rahar stared blankly for a moment, and Theo’s eyes widened. “Do you- do you not wear clothes?” He asked, his heart sinking for a moment. I mean, it wouldn’t have been a total disaster, but trying to convince a dragon to wear clothes would have been-
“Oh, no, we wear clothes. Your clothes are very different from ours. But you would offer me even your clothes?” Rahar’s smile brightened once again. The dragon’s priorities were a bit…odd. The dragon must have read something in his expression, because he simply shook his head. “It is rare for a dragon to part with their things, that’s all…” Rahar spoke, almost sheepishly, his smile dampening a bit. “Well, of course, that’s outside of those in their hoard. Since you’re in mine, you can have anything of mine you want.” Rahar frowned, and then looked around, his shoulders slumping a bit. “Not that I have anything here. Wherever here is…”
Theo stared in awe at the dragon for a long moment, before he pulled his wrist away, clutching his hand to his chest. Rahar was unbelievable, in so many ways. Theo’s brain was on a quick route to short circuiting. “Uhm, you’re in Montana.”
“Montana?” Rahar tilted his head slightly, curiosity shining in his eyes.
“Uh. In the United States? North America. Uhm. On Earth.” He wasn’t sure how far he should go with this. The dragon had come from the sky, after all. Or, somewhere. Certainly not Earth. Theos’ cheeks burned slightly. Of course a dragon wouldn’t know where the heck Montana was. Half of the United States probably couldn’t even point to it on a map.
“Earth…” The dragon murmured, though Theo could tell he’d never heard of it before. Theo bit his bottom lip again, nibbling lightly. He had a feeling this was far more complicated than he thought. “Let me get you some clothes, and then maybe we can talk about what happened to you…”
Rahar smiled up at Theo, seemingly relaxed, giving a heartfelt nod. “Thank you, Theo, I will cherish the clothes until I die.”
Theo wasn’t sure it was worth all of that, but he offered a faint smile in return, and then pushed himself into standing position. His body protested the movement, an ache shuddering through him from how he’d slept the night before. But he ignored the screams of protest, and turned to head up the stairs to his bedroom. His clothes might be a tiny bit snug on the man, but they would do well enough. At the very least, he wouldn’t be running around his house naked anymore.
Theo took one final glance over his shoulder, stifling a sudden laugh as he watched Rahar inspect the tv remote on the table near him. Clearly, there was going to be a lot for the dragon to learn. And Theo had a feeling there was quite a deal for himself to learn as well. Turning once again towards the stairs, Theo headed up to grab the dragon a set of clothes to wear, his mind racing through all that had happened in the past day. There was so much for his mind to catch up on; but suffice to say, that Theo was in over his head.
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