Fics like duct tape & owl facts & falling in love (?)

Adrian is in the center of the dimly lit room, sitting in a high-backed chair. He’s positioned so that his face is pointed towards Chris, but his eyes are closed, and his hairline is dripping blood onto his cheeks. Chris sprints to him. Thank fuck—Chris can just make out the slight rise and fall of Adrian’s chest. There’s a piece of duct tape holding Adrian’s neck in place, preventing his head from lolling to the side in his unconsciousness. Jesus, his whole body is covered in duct tape, almost every inch of skin wrapped tightly to the chair—a lot of bare skin, too, because the sleeves of his Vigilante costume are torn and his gloves are gone. Even his fingers are bound. Chris pushes Adrian’s hair aside gently to find the source of the bleeding, and it’s not good. One of them must have managed to smash his head into the wall—that might be why he’s unconscious now. “He’s alive,” Chris says into his comms. “Unconscious. Fuckin’ covered in duct tape.” ~~~ Adrian's duct tape fears are realized, and Chris starts to come to terms with how much he cares about him.

Fics like duct tape & owl facts & falling in love (?)

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