Dimitri's Desperation

The door opened quietly. Too quietly for a half dead Dimitri to realize if it had not been for the bright light from the outside and the tray of food that slid across the floor and stopped by Dimitri's lifeless arm.
It was just enough to open Dimitri's eyes just the slightest and realize he was no longer alone in the room filled with bodies. John was with him.
On the tray laid a water bottle and a green apple. After weeks without food, and only small sips of the grim pool of water in the corner Dimitri had no strength to sit up, but eagerly reached for the food. Desperation. John smiled at the sight of him.
John stepped towards Dimitri quietly, enjoying the sight of him more and more as he came closer and John could see him better. Indeed, he was a dreadful sight.
"Had enough yet?" he asked grinning.

OOC: Poor Dimi-chéri :'(

{OOC: D: Poor Dimi...

Is he ever going to reply? o.o}

[OOC: Yeah I didnt see this until late yesterday and then I got distracted on chat... totally replying now.. Used to being alone and inactive xDD]

Dimitri could hardly move.. he wasn't even entirely sure if he was dead or not. He didn't know what dying felt like, but he could assume this was as close as he could get.
Squinting he opened his eyes as the door opened, looking towards the light. This was the only movement he could muster however, his body too weak.
He immeadiately noticed the food laid out in front of him, but as much as he tried he couldn't reach. However asking the Villain for help seemed worse- and the words wouldn't come out of his mouth if he tried.

{OOC: Awwwe, poor Dimi! DX It's not his fault he was desperate to find away to escape (it's yours, John).}

[OOC: Who knows Cindy, maybe it was due to your constant yapping he wanted out <.<]

He couldn't help but laugh at the poor sight and loosened the lid of another waterbottle he pulled from his wide pocket. He instantly held the bottle out over Dimitri's head and let the icecold water fall on his face. He was immidiatly soaked.
"Wakey wakey Dimmy, you've slept more than enough."

{OOC: I think it was more of the tortures from you, John >.> I hardly yap, I just nag and am always right }

Humiliated he couldn't help but try to swallow some of the water that fell on his face. The chill was enough to wake him up out of unconsciousness, but he still couldn't speak or move.

John stood there for a moment longer before realizing Dimitri was not going to move on his own.
"Gahh, fine," he muttered impatient before bending down to pick up Dimitri.
He flung him over his shoulder and headed for the door.
"Say Dim, have you lost some weight lately?" he asked mockingly while pushing Dimitri up and down as if to weigh him. No question he had lost a lot of weight. And with that, he headed out the door.

Dimitri couldn't even put up a fight, or acknowledge the Villain's mocking, although he was glad to be leaving the room. Taking one last look from over the Villains shoulder he saw the door close behind him and felt his eyes go weak as unconsciousness took over once more. The past few days, maybe weeks, had been like this and he was suprised he had managed to keep his eyes open for this long. They must have been heading up the stairs when everything went dark and he lost all knowledge of what was happening once again.

OOC: .... Am I the only one who think 'YAOOI'? xD