Billy holds onto Dmitri for long moments, just enjoying the contact and the feeling of safety that the Russian provides. He doesn't know enough Russian to know what's being said, but he's picked up a few things to work out that Dmitri is likely cursing his old man out.
He pulls back just enough to meet Dmitri's gaze. "Yeah, just go easy."
"Of course," he agrees, pressing a kiss to the younger man's forehead and then lips before extricating himself enough to grab his first aid kit.
"Sit on the bed," he advises softly before disappearing into the other room only to reappear a short while later with a metal case he opens to reveal a fully stocked kit with a few things that likely aren't supposed to be available to civilians.
Billy sighs into the kiss before he takes a seat on the bed as instructed and waits for Dmitri to return. Even seated, he finds himself favouring his left side, leaning a little more to the right to take the pressure off.
"There should be an orange pill bottle in the kitchen too. Percocet, I think. From when I was maimed."
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He pulls back just enough to meet Dmitri's gaze. "Yeah, just go easy."
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"Sit on the bed," he advises softly before disappearing into the other room only to reappear a short while later with a metal case he opens to reveal a fully stocked kit with a few things that likely aren't supposed to be available to civilians.
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"There should be an orange pill bottle in the kitchen too. Percocet, I think. From when I was maimed."