[ the days pass in a blur and elektra is only conscious for part of it. while she's awake she's mostly just aware of the pain of her wounds and the ill feeling from losing so much blood, but she's also aware of him holding her hand, the warmth of his skin and the anxious pounding of his heart.
it all still aches as they move from the car and up his stairs and elektra clutches tighter as the pain spikes when she moves too quickly or in the wrong way. when they get to his door he finally ignores her price and moves to lift her into his arms. she'd protest, but she's not really in a condition to argue and more than that, she doesn't want to.
her eyes close as she pillows her cheek against his shoulder, clinging tight and breathing him in. ]
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it all still aches as they move from the car and up his stairs and elektra clutches tighter as the pain spikes when she moves too quickly or in the wrong way. when they get to his door he finally ignores her price and moves to lift her into his arms. she'd protest, but she's not really in a condition to argue and more than that, she doesn't want to.
her eyes close as she pillows her cheek against his shoulder, clinging tight and breathing him in. ]