[Closed] You and me, another proverbial tree

[smokedout]

who: Jamie Dodger and Eichi Tenshouin
what: Hospital visits
when: August 14th and August 20th
where: Local hospital
warnings: Dodger and Eichi. (will update as needed.)

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jokes on you this is a fake cut, threads are below because there's two of them.

Comments

[finethanks]

I'm only offering you some advice. There's no need to be so defensive.

[He had wanted to check that that hand was healed and not bleeding all over the place, so seeing that while Dodger glances at it is a good thing. But when he leans over him enough, he musters every bit of strength he can to reach up and yank him down into a kiss.

It's short, but nothing lacking.]

[smokedout]

[Well... that definitely cools him off.

Dodger is silent for a moment, gears turning rustily while he processes that. Yeah, Eichi just kissed him of his own free will... and after a moment of consideration he leans down to kiss Eichi again. Longer, warmer, more affectionate.]

Fuck you.

[There's no heat in this comment - he's managed to lose all of that anger, now that he's gotten some attention.]

[finethanks]

Where did that anger go? It's too bad... I was looking forward to you trying to tear me down some more.

[He's... serious... whatever he means by that. But he's smiling fondly, fonder than he has any right to be, and a shaky hand lifts a little further to pet Dodger's hair like he seems to like before it falls back to the bed.]

Mm, but you really should let me breathe, since my chest is hurting right now. I wonder if I'll have heart failure from all of this excitement...

[smokedout]

[Dodger backs off a bit, and sits back down in his chair. There's almost... a note of shame in his posture, as he gives Eichi his space.]

I'll kick your ass when you get out of here... and you'd better not fucking die until I get a chance.

[His fingers tap on his knee... god, he hates Eichi being stuck like this, reminding him that he's fragile and not- not someone Dodger should he trusted around.]

....I'm serious, you'll probably be fine. You've managed this long.

[finethanks]

[He doesn't say it, but it's colder like this. He's scared, he's bothered, he doesn't know how he's supposed to keep going— but it's always thoughts like that that make him try harder. He knows. He just has to try harder, he just has to not give up, to keep going. He has to try harder. His eyes close with a heavy sigh.]

This pain just means that I'm still alive, right? My heart is beating and beating against all odds to keep me alive. How wonderful...

[Said heart rate is still not settling down, so it's clearly not just his excitement causing this. A nurse comes in, finally, not even noticing the shattered glass at the side of the room as she checks something on Eichi's IV and monitors, tells Dodger he may be asked to leave.]

[smokedout]

[Dodger stands back and gives the nurse space, but he's more subdued than anything. He just nods along when he's told he might have to leave, and after a moment just offers a shrug.]

I should get going anyway, give you some space. But you owe me a date when you get out of here, so don't think about dying just to dodge that.

[What even is their relationship. Even he doesn't know.]

[finethanks]

You made some interesting promises, so I won't be missing that.

[That's how Eichi decides to respond, tossing Dodger a look when he gets up, ignoring the nurse fussing over him.] I intend to live for as long as I can, even if I look like a demon. ♪ You should go sit somewhere that you won't be shocked so much by that collar of yours.

[smokedout]

[He's silent for a moment, watching him as if he's ready to give a quip. But after the moment passes, he just ends up chuckling quietly and giving Eichi a lazy smirk.]

I'll see you around, Angel.

[And with that, he has left. Through a door, because his life is horrible.]