Rerouted

[Nox]

Nox was left alone with nothing to do. He couldn't read a book or watch a boring TV show - not that he did that very often, either of them really. There was nothing to do in the room and the power inside was still elusive, it oozed from his fingers when he tried to seize control. But Nox kept trying.

The world outside spun on, Nox didn't know how long, even if he still had his phone they'd confiscated it in the hospital. But the EM had fried it so he was going to have to have Sage get him a new one when he saw him again. At the mention of Sage's name in his thoughts memories flooded in - Jaden in the dark, hands...

Fuck!

Nox shuddered and threw the blanket on the floor as a makeshift yoga mat. It wouldn't do for some things but it was better than the cold against his body. Nox started with child pose and went from there stretching out the stiff muscles from lying in bed too long and the sores. The burns still hurt when he moved but he powered through that as much as he did his aching muscles. He knew he was overdoing it. But right now, it beat lying in bed thinking about boys he barely remembered until a few days ago...