Accident Prone (Coffee-Tastic and Taviss)

[taviss]

Shit! His neutral face didn’t change but inside, he was cursing himself. The word had escaped his mouth and now not only that blond guy had heard it, he was even throwing it in his face in victory. That guy was making fun of him and it made him mad. He was not sure anymore if Lucas was really interested in him or if he was simply mocking him. He hated that feeling of someone making fun of him, but what he hated most was that it was actually bothered by it. Where was his composure, where was his wall he always had? He was never affected by someone opinion or mockery of him. So why now was he so annoyed by it? Nicolas frowned, his thought slowly affecting his poker face.

 

The frown disappeared along with his negatives thought when he heard Lucas whispering voice. Those words, even if they were not a direct compliment, he was not even sure they were intended to be heard by him or if Lucas had simply talked to himself out loud, but they flattered him. Again not aware of it, a small smile formed on his lips. He didn’t have the time to have a lover, he was happy alone, but the box under those excuses moved a little. He finished his job in silence, sensing the other had drifted in Morpheus‘s world.

 

Careful to make as less sound possible, he put away everything and started to write everything he had to in the patient’s files. When he had finished everything after about ten minutes, he slowly went back to the examination table where Lucas was sleeping. He gazed at that young man. He laughed lightly in silence, finding it funny to see him finally silent and calm. He’s not so bad when he’s not babbling and moving uncontrollably. Nico fixed the sleeping man’s face, looking at its nice features. That blond man was handsome actually. He smiled softly and chuckled a little when he saw him drooling. Nico leaned a little over Lucas and in a very light whisper said:

 

-“I’d like to see you try.”

 

He left the room, not waking up the patient. The young doctor explained to the nurse to wake him in thirty minutes to transfer him in the room they had prepared a bed. The rest was to simply fallow the procedure to concussion. A nurse would wake him every three hours and if nothing was wrong he could go home in the afternoon next day. Nicolas went back to his duty and finished his day and went home.

 

Even if he would never admit it to anyone or even himself, a very small hope in him formed that Lucas would not give up yet and tried again.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Lucas remained asleep, with no steady dream yet, all until a nurse came to wake him up. To say in the least, he was disappointed not to be woken up by a handsome man with beautiful eyes. After wiping his mouth of saliva, he was led by the nurse to the other room. She was explaining the procedure he'd have to follow throughout the night, but he wasn't paying attention at all, a grumpy frown on his face the time he walked, it was even more stuck there when he opened his ears for a moment hearing about Nicolas, how he put her in charge of him... There was nothing to look forward to that night then. No midnight entries from the man, changing his mind about his offer. No entries from the man, saying how he couldn't help but come back and spend time with him with his clothes off. No real life fantasies. But when he was put into bed... He realized that he could just have his fantasies in his dreams instead.

 

 

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That night happened to be a frustrating hell. Literal. Hell.

 

When he went back to sleep the second time, his highly anticipating mind was conjuring up only the sweetest of things. He dreamed up of sugary warm hands touching him in on his goose bumped riddled skinned body, sliding over him with delicacy like he would do when tending to his wounds over the last two visits. He dreamed of kissing him, licking the man's lips as if they were candy and smooching him in the Frenchiest of ways. Embracing Nicolas on the examination table, he wore a big grin in his sleep, drooling all down his chin. He was never able to have such a vivid dream because he hadn't gotten as much material as he did this visit with Dr. Evans, the hottest doctor of them all. Making out with him in the room he had just been in was so perfect, and he didn't want it to finish until the two of them were "finished".

 

"Lucas, you did so much to have me... Are you happy?" Dream Nicolas mutter in his ear.

 

"No. There are no human words to describe what I feel. Saying I'm happy would be understating it too much, it would insult my desperate heart," Lucas replied back fast, putting his hands into the doctor's hair, "So what are you going to do now, doc..." He asked, biting his lip.

 

"For a case like you, I think you know." The doctor slid his hands up his thighs after his pants magically dissipated away.

 

Lucas's eyes glowed with passion, "An injection? Give me that big injection of yours Nicolas. Give me every bit of it. Overdose me."

 

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The nurse came in at the first three hour mark to wake up Ceremone and she walked in to see the blond on his stomach, worming around under the covers with the side of his face pressed into the pillow, drool making a wet spot on the pillow. He wasn't mumbling or anything like that, but he'd chuckle and swoon in his sleep.

 

He looked like he was having a great dream, but he had to be woken up. Every 3 hours.

 

 

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Lucas left the hospital tired and even more sexually deprived than he was when he entered. He was grumpy. Each time he went back to sleep, which took longer each time he was woken up, to meet Nicolas, he'd be interrupted by the nurse, the same scene playing out the exact same time. On the fourth time he re-entered the fantasy dream, he kept trying to make the dream Nicolas just skip the foreplay and fuck him before the nurse came in, but it never went farther than a very passionate make out session and touching fest. When he couldn't go back to sleep, he nearly cried. He checked out of the hospital, and upon leaving he stopped just outside, remembering that he had no real reason to be upset when he got something that wasn't a dream.

 

He didn't remember a lot from yesterday, but one thing he didn't forget was the doctor's smile

 

He came back home to an empty house. "Adam isn't back..." With his friend not back yet, the first thing he thought of to do was check his phone to see in he missed messages. He reached in his pocket to see no messages that he missed, no missed calls. Sighing, he sent out a message telling Adam that he was back home and fine, he tossed his phone on his bed when he got to his room, also flinging himself on the comfy mattress.

 

He wanted to tell Adam what happened... He supposed he'd have to wait when he got back. And the thing is, he didn't ever really know when he comes back from his work. It could be for a few days or an entire week, maybe an extra few days~ and he didn't reply often to messages. Now Lucas knew he had a shady kind of job, but he worried about his friend when he was out there doing whatever it was that he did. Whatever it was that got him so much money...

 

Hugging the mess that was a bundle of blanket, Lucas took a long deep breath, closing his eyes. What he got at the hospital, he wouldn't call it good rest at all. The sleeping on and off, taking longer to go to sleep each time, it was hell. What he'd really like to do... was finish that fantasy of his, but in the privacy of his home, he didn't need to go to sleep to have a good time. All Lucas had to do was tap back into that special dream... and continue....

 

Thump! Click!

 

He opened his eyes and frowned, his eyes squinted with anger. No. You've gotta be kidding me.

 

"Lucas? You home?" Adam came through the front door.

 

"Aaaaaghhhhh," Lucas rolled out of bed, groaning loudly and kicking a backpack out of frustration, "Yes! What will it take for me to have a moment to myself?!"

 

His roommate came to his room, not sure why he got such a frustrated reaction "Um. I was gone nearly all of yesterday and this morning."

 

Lucas went up to Adam and put his hands on the other's chest, "I had to stay the night to be watched after my concussion, I just got home. But that's besides the point. I thought you'd be gone longer."

 

"... So did I, but I thought you liked it when I was home because you get lonely so much when I'm gone." He blinked, looking down at his blond roommate. He looked grumpy like this... Cute... he thought.

 

Pouting he nodded, "Yes, but you came at the one time that... No, never mind, that not the point," he grabbed onto Adam's shirt, grinning, "The doctor... Nicolas. You remember him?"

 

Adam sighed, "You talked about him all last week, how could I not?"

 

"Okay, so I got to see him again, just like I planned. I feel like a genius... He smiled at me in this special way, he had this amazing laugh and he touched me... He's so warm, I swear! He must like he! He keeps rejecting me, but I made him smile and laugh... When I mentioned it," Lucas chuckled, letting go of Adam and walking around him towards their living room, "He put on that flat face again. So I know for a damn fact that he just showed something that not a lot of people see... I feel like the luckiest

 

The older male's thin lines became a frown fast after hearing one specific thing. Adam grabbed onto Lucas's collar, stopping him from going any further, "What do you mean you planned this? Lucas..."

 

Lucas shut up, pounding a fist to his forehead, "Shit... oops..."

 

"Lucas. You fell down the park staircase on purpose... I tried second guessing myself at my first assumption. I thought that not even you would be foolish enough to fall down those..." He shook his head, letting go of him after pulling him towards him, making Lucas look at his face, "But you know what. I didn't think you were foolish enough to fall down them just to see a doctor. That's insanity! Hurting yourself for anyone is crazy! What if you broke your neck, Lucas?"

 

The blond frowned. Lucas never heard Adam so upset with him, it scared him a bit. He couldn't even be excited anymore, muttering, "I... But I didn't..."

 

"But you could have fucking died! You would have died trying to see a guy you don't even know. Lucas, come on! You should know better than this!!"

 

Lucas, not once even thought about Adam getting this angry at him. He would have been angry, but... He was actually yelling at him. Lucas actually felt bad now. Wow... When was the last time he was scolded like this? He couldn't even remember. "I-I'm sorry," he was stuck looking at Adam's yellow eyes, feeling weak in comparison to it's intensity, "I just... I didn't know what else to do. I really like him, I couldn't get him to even look at me the first time..."

 

"So what?! That means he doesn't care about you Lucas! Getting yourself hurt for someone who doesn't care about you. Its stupid. I'm sorry that I don't give you enough attention where you feel that it's necessary to hurt yourself just to see someone. That's low, Lucas. You better promise me you won't do something like that again."

 

Gulping, Lucas, lowered his head and turned away. There was no way to justify himself to a realist, serious person like Adam, so all he could do was apologize and accept. "I'm sorry... Okay." His voice was even quieter. Lucas was being quite selfish for falling down those stairs, he didn't think anything else mattered but being able to see Nicolas. What was worse was that this time Nicolas gave him something. Touching him like that only encouraged Lucas that his method was something good. What he got wasn't exactly something useful like a phone number, email or address. The only way to be able to see him again was to get an injury. And he just promised not to do that again.

 

What now? He didn't know...

 

 

 

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The rest of that night was radio silence between the friends. Lucas stayed in his room, shamelessly moping, but when Adam cooked them some marinated chicken and rice, he dragged him out to the couch where they normally ate together, to eat. Adam saw that his friend was still down from what his anger before, but didn't have any intention of apologizing, not when he meant every word and he didn't want Lucas to think anything he was was over the top. To help in some way, while they started eating, he put on one of Lucas's favorite movies, Jurassic Park. The first one because the rest of them weren't as good. When it was put on, Lucas looked at Adam for a while, but he wasn't being looked at in return. But Adam knew he was being looked at, and smiled a bit once he felt the other's eyes off him.

 

Lucas felt a bit better the rest of the night, but the next day coming, he felt gloom. He really wanted to be able to see Nicolas again, but he promised Adam that he wouldn't harm himself in any way again. That left him little to do. Little to make himself stand out...He supposed that he could schedule a check up? But that wouldn't guarantee he'd be able to see him. Being the emergency was better because that put him on top priority.

 

"Sigh..." He kept thinking about things, even at work. In a uniform, which included a black cap, that was a size too small for his form. Forgetting to wash the fitting ones, he had to put on the shirt that had shrunken a bit when he first tried doing the laundry without Adam's help. It was a Tuesday morning, so he didn't expect many people to call for a delivery. What he mostly did when there weren't any calls were just cleaning the tables and the floor, just to keep himself productive. He didn't realize it until yesterday, but his body was very sore from the fall. His hip had a bruise he didn't even notice and his right forearm was sore. So with no deliveries, he was fine with not having to go out and move too much. But he was called eventually.

 

The place wasn't too far away from where he was so he left on foot with a hot pizza box in his hand. It was a normal time, nothing interesting going on this early... He got to the caller's house and rang the bell, "Delivery!" While he waited, he looked around at the neighborhood. He's only passed by here a few times as a short cut with his bike, but never was on shift when anyone here called in to the pizzeria. Most people were out at work, so there wasn't too many people around at all. Some lady walking her dog. Some guy jogging. Someone laughing with someone over the phone who was going somewhere Lucas would never care for...

 

Hoooooold on one second.

 

"Huh?!" Lucas focused on the runner and he looked at him. He stared at him. "No way!!" It was the very man that he couldn't stop thinking about in his head. He couldn't believe it and he couldn't take his eyes off of him, in total disbelief. But sure enough, it was him.

 

"Oh, the pie is 15 right?" The person at the door had already opened up, but Lucas didn't realize it until he was spoken to.

 

Sharply turning to him, he smiled, looking like an eccentric dog that saw his owner through the window, "Y-Yes!"

 

The man nodded, going into his wallet, "Ah okay, hold on a second..." Lucas could just whine like a dog because looking back at Nicolas, he was running in the opposite direction from him and he was getting away. "One second..." The customer sighed, reaching into his back pocket, "I know I got a 20 somewhere...."

 

Biting his lip, Lucas looked back and forth from the caller and the runner. And seeing him go farther, he burst quickly. "I'll pay for it!!" he smiled nervously, handing over the box with haste, "Thank you for ordering from Lio's Pizza!" Off like a whip, he bolted from the steps faster than a gunshot.

 

"Th-Thank you...?" The man scratched his head and went back inside. Free pizza. Cool!

 

Lucas sped off faster than he would think he could with his body sore, desperately running after Nicolas. Too focused to even call out his name so he'd stop. He didn't think that far through. The blond only managed to say it when he was almost right behind him, "Nicolas!!" He panted loud and tried to stop running. Momentum wasn't his friend though and he didn't stop until crashing into the doctor's sweaty back. "N-Nicolas!" Pant. "It's totally you..." Pant. "Oh my fucking god...." Pant. "Hi! How are you??" What were even the odds of seeing him outside of the hospital?? It was a small town, but it wasn't that small. He felt blessed from every single god there was out there all at the same time and though he was heavily panting, his tired smile showed how happy he was for being so damn lucky.

[taviss]

The next day, Nicolas went to work normally. Another day in the urgency and it was a long one, starting at 13h finishing at 1h in the morning. But it was his last day before having two days free in a row and it had been a month since the last time he had a “weekend”, even if it was Tuesday and Wednesday. He knew when he choose to go in the Medical path that his schedule would be unpredictable all his career long. Scarifying the traditional weekend was not something he minded at all. He had chosen this path to save life and nothing more.

 

After work, he went home directly and completely drained, he took his shower quickly and went to bed. He felt asleep the second his head touched the pillow, Lupin curling up at his side.

 

Nicolas was in his bed, the sun, between the half-opened curtains let some ray on his naked back, warming him in the fresh air of the room. A little sigh escaped his lips, feeling warm hands slid on his side, caressing softly his skin. He shivered softly “hmm~” escaped his mouth while a small pleasured smile formed on his lips when light kisses were laid on his neck. One of the soft hands slowly wriggled down on his butt, cupping them, grabbing them, massaging them on the top, on the side, between the two cheeks. Desire built up in Nicolas, wanting more pleasure from those hands and lips. He opened his eyes, at the sight of the handsome man at his side, he smiled warmly “Bon matin~” He turned on his side to face the other man, moved a hand forward, glided it in the other’s soft blond hair. The handsome leaned forward to kiss passionately “Morning Nicolas…” They kissed passionately, deeply, sucking each other’s tongue. Nicolas was sucking and licking a soft but hard tongue, no shaft, hard erected cock. He was giving his all, passing his tongue from soft to hard, on the tip to the base, licking to sucking, hardly to lightly, moving his hand to the same rhythm his head bobbed. Soft moans escaped the other man who was tied up by his wrists on the bedhead. “Mm~ … yes… haaa… yes Doctor, … ahhh, please~ Doctor… I need an injection~” Nicolas stunned, replied “What?”

 

Nicolas woke up slowly; it was only dawn outside, the alarm indicating 6:12 a.m. What the fuck was that? Did he just dreamt about the stiches, concussion patient? Not just dreamt about him but fantasised sex with him? What was going on? Fuck! Not only was he sex dreaming about that guy he was actually completely aroused by that dream. Think about something else… a girl… okay your sister… FUCK! He was not calming down at all, it was not just a normal morning erection, he was in need of sex. He sighed in resignation and started to slide his hand on his erection. He tried desperately to think about something else, someone else, anyone else, any other gay porno image, but it was useless, the images of his dream were coming back anyway. So he finished himself on his dream’s images and sensations. After cleaning himself quickly, he rapidly felt in a dreamless sleep for another two hours.

 

He woke up, Lupin purring on his stomach. The dream had disappeared from his mind, now simply thinking about what to do today. After breakfast, a good jogging of two hours would be very nice. Music in his ears, running in the town street, passing by the park and maybe stop a moment there to relax. The tree had already leafs and the weather had warmed up to be very pleasant for exercise. He checked quickly the weather on his phone and it was perfect, sunny but fresh air, a perfect April’s Tuesday.

 

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Jogging was a stress releaser to Nico. While running, all his thoughts were pushed away, his mind cleared of everything, only letting in the music, the breathing and the scenery. He started with a warm up, slow jogging, then, a more sustained rhythm and after a good forty five minutes of it, he changed his speed, running to increase his heart beat, pushing his body to its max. The brunet gradually slowed his running back to jogging and walking. The nice breeze in the park, jazz in his earphone and the intense running made his neutral natural face turned into a soft peaceful smile. His head was clear of any worries. In those moments, Nicolas was simply happy. He was able to stop thinking about his sister’s health, his little niece’s health, his own health. Even if his sister and niece had not inherited their mother illness, he was still worried about them. Unfortunately he was not spared on his side. Hypercholesterolemia was a viscous illness, slowly obstructing your veins and artery to kill you. Hopefully, Nicolas was diagnosed baby at the same time his mother was and watched closely. The family changed their way to eat and became vegetarian. Thanks to that diet and his love for running, he never had to take medication, his blood test always perfect.

 

After fifteen minutes of pause, taking time to drink and stretch, he went back at it jogging. He stayed at a good speed but under what it took to him to get breathless. He got out of the park, turn left and headed in a nice residential family district, a nice and calm place to jog at that hour. Front, left, left, right, front, front, left, DaFuck! He was stopped hearing his name yelled at and being run into his back. Nicolas turned, taking off his earphones to see an out of breath blond young man in a horrible pizza restaurant uniform. Oh damn, dyed blond hair, nice face, nice body and stiches on his head, the patient! Strong images of his last dream came back at him like a truck, putting him in an awkwardness state. His face and voice as neutral as usual, he replied:

 

-“Eh… Lucas Ceremone, is that it? Well hi. I’m fine, doing my jogging…” He looked at the young handsome man in front of him like he had not realised he was that sexy before. Even in that horrible uniform, Lucas's features were standing out. Nico had noticed at the hospital that the young man had a healthy nice body, but it was in a more doctor's way. Now without his duty filter, he was looking at the blond with news eyes. Lucas was handsome and very sexy. That thought shocked the brunet but his doctor side took over though and he added a little worried tone in his voice:

 

-“You shouldn’t push your body for the next two week, no sport and no strenuous activity. I’m sure they had told you that before giving you your hospital discharge. I wouldn't want you to do a second impact syndrome. You need to give time to your brain to heal. Even if it was a small concussion, it’s still something you shouldn’t take lightly. So don’t run like that anymore… please.” Why the fuck am I even worrying about that guy health anyway? Annoyed by his own reaction over Lucas, he cleared his throat to erase the desire of touching the other’s cheek and said in the most polite way possible:

 

-“Well, now if you may excuse me” He bowed his head a little “Have a good day Lucas…”

[Coffee-Tastic]

He panted throughout Nicolas's short orders on relaxing himself but didn't pay a lick of attention to it. He was busy fawning over him, thanking god that he was able to see him again sooner than he ever imagined, too busy looking at his perfectly molded face and too busy watching his kissable lips move as he spoke. He felt so bad yesterday for making Adam worry, but seeing him here, he remembered how much it was worth to him to be able to have this man. A little crazy his idea was, yeah, still... Adam didn't know what he looked like. Those amazing eyes, his feathery, long brown hair~ he wanted all of that desperately. In catching his breath, he smiled wide and let out a heavenly sigh. But then he bowed his head and was about to start running again.

 

"No, wait!" He whined, shaking his head and taking his hand. God his skin was sweaty. He could feel it on his skin that he had been on a good jog. Lucas stood in front of him, clasping his hands with Nicolas's, "Its good to see you out of the doctor's outfit, you know. You look more... real now... And you don't need to be so formal and bow to me. I mean, not unless you're into that kind of thing..." he stepped closer and spoke fast, his smile turning into something like a puppy would wear when it was wanting to get noticed, "But really, please. Don't go away get. Can I please get your number or something? Or can we chat? Um, Because I can jog with you! Its slow at my job, I bet I won't even get called for another half hour! Just... Please, please please. It wasn't just chance that I saw you. It's like, totally, a divine coincidence. You can't let something like that go to waste, haha..."

 

He was desperate to get something from Nicolas. If he had just known he was going to see him today, he would have thought of things to say prior to running after him. Seeing him and darting after him was just a spur of the moment thing, he didn't have time to think or even try to act cool. Its been a few days since seeing him and every day that passed, he thought how it would take forever to be able to see him another time. Having him right here was a bit overwhelming and he didn't know which tactic he should be using.

 

"And I kinda thought you'd be more interested in talking with me. After all, your'e the one who wanted to touch me and said I had a nice face..." He wiggled his eyebrows up and down, giving the man's hand a playful squeeze, hoping that reminding Nicolas of that would urge him to lighten off the formal barrier he kept on implementing onto him.

[taviss]

Nicolas was stopped in his movement by Lucas words. A shiver ran down his spine when his hand was grabbed by the other man. The feeling of the soft skin on his brought back again his dream. His hand being held like that made him want to have someone by his side when walking. Someone that would clasp his hand warmly while saying he loved him. No, he didn’t need that in his life, it would simply be too complicated; his schedule and life path was not made for love and romance.

 

Nico lifted an eyebrow at the young man’s words. His neutral face slowly turned in a frown. That guy had not listened to him at all! He had just told him to not do sport or strenuous activity. What didn’t he understood in his words, really? Now he wanted to jog with him! Seriously! That guy was not affected by his uncontrollable aura of rejection but it was even worst, he was actually only paying attention to his face and was not at all interested by his word! The thought made Nicolas even more annoyed, even if it was nice to be admired for his appearance, it was very frustrating that it was the only thing that interested the blond man.

 

When the young man spoke again, Nicolas annoyance increased, like the words were nails scratching on a blackboard. That guy was mocking him again, pointing out weakness he had showed, poking hard in his lack of professionalism he had fallen in that one time. Nico was more annoyed by his own weakness than the mocking of Lucas, but it was punching him directly in the face. This time, his face reflected his emotions, frowning deeply. He quickly and harshly removed his hand from the other’s, his arms crossing tightly on his chest. He said his voice sounding annoyed:

 

-“I’m not interested in talking with you more. You are even not interested in what I say anyway. In fact you’d never listen to anything that I told you before.” His voice was getting louder while he spoke, his anger passing through, in a tone that was very authoritarian. He added not letting the other say anything:

 

-“If you are really interested in me, start by listening to what I say and stop looking at me like I was one of your gay porn fantasy, I’M NOT A SEXTOY! … So respect the two weeks ordonnance. By not doing so, you are mocking my profession and in the same way not respecting me, my life path and my values… Find someone else to play with his emotions. I don’t have time for this shit! I’m not a FUCKING object you can have fun with and then toss away! Now I’m going!” On those last words, his earphone was already back on, he quickly turned away and started to run leaving Lucas behind.

 

Damn… He was regretting saying too much. His last words had come out on their own. He had said too much about his past relations in those two sentences. Fuck! Well anyway he was not going to see him again. He was sure, that this time he had scared the blond and that he would not come back anymore.

 

Why am I so disappointed… ARG!!

[Coffee-Tastic]

He sure was scared after getting the reaction that he did from Nicolas. He never liked getting scolded, no matter what, it made him feel horrible. His parents, a friend, Adam, anyone who did it to him just stabbed a screw in him and twisted him up inside. Nicolas speaking like this to him now made the blond's body shiver with discomfort. His voice was strong in an orderly way, but it also made it clear that he had really pissed him off. He stood in front of him, listening for once, the entire time, but his mind didn't start to process it until the man was already gone. Lucas frowned, turning his head as Nicolas shoved the headphones in his head and started to run again. He didn't follow at all, dumbly staying in place from the impact from hearing his crush yell at him like that, lingering in the heavy air that remained from the pressure.

 

Listening was something he hadn't been doing at all huh? Lucas took the hat off his head and ruffled his hair, looking down in thought as he went on his way back to the pizzeria. He might not have been listening, but the whole time, he felt like if he didn't make himself loud and clear, he wouldn't even have been noticed. From the very beginning, it had been Nicolas who had been totally ignoring him. He had this shield of professionalism around him and if he was the same as everyone else, he'd just be another patient... He sighed. Lucas could use that as an excuse all he liked, but it was true that he barely listened anyways. Like now, he could just tell he was talking about his injury because of that neutral voice he used. He was only trying to tell him what he should do in order to heal, he supposed. He cared about him... in a way... Nicolas was a doctor, he was supposed to care about everyone.

 

Sigh.

 

He wished it was easier to know what to think when it came to Nicolas, but he didn't know him personally whatsoever. Lucas didn't know a single thing about the man besides how he was very serious about his job, he didn't even know how to rationalize his thoughts. The thing is, he wish he could. He really did... He liked his face, sure, that's what got him interested in the first place, but he wanted to know what was behind that mask of neutrality he refused to put down. Well. Lucas didn't do a real good job at showing he wanted anything else but his dick. With that in mind, he remembered what Nicolas said to him. "Find someone else to play with his emotions. I'm not a FUCKING object you can have fun with and then toss away!" Now that he thought about it, when exactly was he playing that kind of game with him? Lucas flirted with him, he didn't toy with his emotions at all. He never even got any of his emotions until now, and that emotion was anger. No, he must have been saying that about someone else, right? Lucas himself would never toy with someone in any cruel way. Never. What kind of person did Nic think he was?

 

Shoot... Nicolas didn't know the kind of person he was either. He probably only saw him as a flirty pest that wanted nothign but to have sex with him. Dammit. Lucas gave him no impression on his actual personality apart from his determination.

 

His own relationships were at none. He never had a boyfriend and he definitely never had a girlfriend. He did, though, have a lot of friends that were open to hang out with and to have sex with because Lucas always said how he wanted to remain single until finding THE one. He's never felt so drawn to someone else before and it was because he felt that way, that he was inclined to not give up. And he wasn't going to give up now either. He would give him two weeks, but he will try again. He'd have to apologize to Adam though, he wouldn't be happy at all. It's just that now that he really made him angry, Lucas was certain he wouldn't be able to have a decent conversation with him unless they were in the close quarters of he hospital. Today, he wasn't prepared to see Nicolas and had no idea what to say to him. Two weeks was plenty of time to figure out what he would tell him.

 

To think that Nicolas had a bad experience with someone, that made Lucas want to squeeze the doctor more than anything else. It must have been one toxic relationship for it to make the brunet react like this when Lucas pushed to get his attention and so much. Why would anyone would mistreat the one you love to that point? It was a horrible thought to have your lover toy around with your heart like a cat with a ball of yarn. Lucas didn't have much experience with actual dating, but damn, he knew that was fucked up. Apart from having fantasy-like sex with him, the blond would truly love to actually have a happy life together. Going out to the park, having dinner dates, snuggling, cooking soup for the other when they were sick... basically when Lucas demands to have Nicolas, he wants the whole relationship package. Not just his "package". Again however, he never made that clear for a single second, not even in himself so much...

 

The rest of the time at work, Lucas was thinking all of this over. What should he do differently when he sees him again? What should he say? How would he react if he got mad again? Lucas was sure that if he failed one more time, Nicolas might file a restraining order against him to stop him from popping up at the hospital. And on top of that, Adam might actually admit him to an asylum or force him to take medicated therapy from finding out that he hurt himself again. He supposed this would be his first all-for-nothing situation.

 

~~~~~

 

Each day passing by, he continued his odd work schedule normally. Pizza delivery shifts and two different McDonalds hours, he really did get around a lot, but he wasn't exactly his peppy self like per usual. His thoughts could go from a peak all the way down into a crevasse on some days. He loved to imagine being able to prove Nicolas's ill thoughts of relationships wrong with himself, but then he might hear his angry voice in his head telling Lucas to leave him the fuck alone. Deeper into the days, in the middle of week two, he was starting to think he should just leave him alone. He was already getting used to not looking outside to try and find a way to get hurt, he'd just spend his free time hanging out with a few of his friends at the skate area in the park or something. It really did feel normal to do these things, but he'd just feel lonely at night because for the past few days, Adam had been gone again. He didn't give this up though. Lucas was afraid of being alone and he had a feeling that if things went even more south with Nicolas, he'd have a hard time restoring his spirit.

 

Being solitary wasn't his thing. He liked having the presence of others around, he'd feel like he was going crazy if he spent too much time at home alone. Blaming Adam for making him feel down could always be a solution of course, because when he agreed to be his roommate, he thought they'd be roommates. It felt like this was only his home most of the time. And even calling it home was difficult when he didn't get a heartwarming pulse in his heart from coming through the door of an empty place, which is what he came home to this day. Lucas had gotten Chinese food on his way here and had a container of chow mein in his lap while keeping his fork in his mouth and holding a game controller, driving a high speed car on the television. He had been alone for too long and at this point of the day, he was just mentally exhausted.

 

Lucas thought about going to sleep early countless of times, but he just never put down the controller and he'd tell himself he should finish eating. It had gotten cold by now and anyways, he wasn't all too hungry anymore. With a yawn, Lucas leaned back more in the comfy sofa and continued his game until hearing the door unlock from the outside. He didn't bother pausing his game to welcome Adam back like before. He'd been gone for four days this time and he didn't even leave a note for him or sent him a text message. "Yo." He muttered through the fork, not giving his friend a glance.

 

Adam was carrying a duffel bag, which he put down carefully beside the door, "Hi. Sorry I couldn't let you know I was going to be gone this time, I was rushed and I didn't really have a break while I was out." Lucas only gave him a shrug in response. And Adam didn't like that. The older male came to the couch and sat down next to him, taking the fork out of his mouth, "Its dangerous to keep utensils in your mouth like that. Say if you trip, it'll just get lodged in your throat or something..." he glanced from the big screen to his blond roommate. He got another shrug, but with a nod too. "... You didn't eat a lot, huh?"

 

Lucas didn't know what he was talking about at first, but then looked at the barely eaten Chinese food in his lap, "Oh, yeah. I bought it, but I just wasn't too hungry after all."

 

"Is that so." Adam reached into Lucas's lap to grab the white box of noodles, sticking the fork in and twisting it to get the strings wrapped around the ends, "You should eat though. Its getting late and if you haven't eaten already, you should ready get something in you now. Here." Leaning closer, the silver haired man brought to knife to his friend's mouth, "I'll feed you."

 

Hearing those words, he couldn't help but get back some of his old self. Adam never has done something like this before. It was weird... But it wasn't a bad kind of weird... Adam must be warming up more to him after realizing how pathetically lonely he was. Pausing the game, the pop background music playing lightly, he finally looked at Adam, taking a deep breath before opening his mouth without any protest. He could see that the man was happy because he saw how his tense, sharp eyes eased up ever so slightly. He felt comfortable enough with him where he didn't find something like this too awkward, even if this was the first time doing this with Adam. He gets far more closer to his other friends and it never is weird in his eyes. And they were good friends anyways. They were like... step brothers in a way. It was a strange relationship indeed, but still a relationship. He didn't mind being fed at all.

 

On the second bite, Adam spoke again, "I am sorry for being away so often. If I had a choice, I would pick it where I'd be home every night at least. I know how you get when you're alone for too long."

 

Chewing, he made a face, "I bet. But its your job, I can't complain where I have an even lesser say in it than you do... Yo know though... its not like I'm going to die if you're not here all the-"

 

Adam wanted to speak more, so he just stuffed more food into Lucas's mouth. The blond got the message and chewed more while he listened again. "Still. I know you're getting lonely and all. By the way, I'm glad to not hear you've been to the hospital again. Hurting yourself really isn't a good idea in the first place... and you shouldn't do that for someone who doesn't care about you. I care about you. I don't want you hurt." Lucas opened his mouth, nodding, and Adam gave him more. Lucas didn't want to say anything about that subject again because not only did that make him remember his bad mood, but he was also planning on doing getting hurt again. "I don't want my only friend getting hurt."

 

Lucas swallowed what he chewed up and frowned, not opening up to get another bite. "Um... Adam, why are you saying all of this now? The subject is already over. I'm not going to do it again, I haven't done it since the last time." It just seemed so out of the blue for the man to say something like that. That was the thing that made him feel weird and not in the best of ways. When people say things like that, it usually meant they'd say something dramatic afterwards.

 

"... No reason..." he put the fork in the food again, setting it on the small table nearby beside a lamp. "Its just that seeing you makes me want to say it again. I really don't like the thought of you going to such lengths for someone else you don't know. That's all." Adam looked down for a moment, as if hesitating, then brought his eyes back to Lucas with a small smile as he patted the other's leg and rubbed, "I encourage you to finish eating, Lucas, then go to bed. I'm very tired, so I'm going to sleep now... Goodnight." He got up from the sofa, giving his friend's soft blond hair a ruffle before going on his own way.

 

Wanting to feed him was nice. Getting Lucas to remember their talk wasn't too nice, but he could understand. Rubbing his leg when he was sitting so close wasn't... that didn't seem very Adam-esque at all. "G...goodnight..." Lucas had his eyebrow raised while watching his roommate go off to his bedroom for the night. When he was out of his range of vision, he turned back to face the television screen and took a few moments to try and understand what had just happened. Four days of being on the job and then he comes home talking about how he cares a lot about him and even decides to feed him like a caretaker? That wasn't normal. And actually, he was worried now. For what, he didn't know, but he could feel it.

 

More days past and Adam was still being weird. He'd wake him up in the mornings like a mom and he would give him coffee the second he was able to sit up in his bed, he sent little texts during the day and one night, he had bought him new protective gear for when he was out skateboarding. He dared not ask how much he spent, but he knew the brand and it wasn't cheap at all. What was compelling Adam to do these things, Lucas had not a single clue in the world. It was so out of place for his typical behavior.

 

~~~~~

 

Now... What do I do this time? Lucas thought to himself. It was a day after the two week period and he was worked up badly. He couldn't do anything on the exact mark because of a friend's birthday he had forgotten about and there wasn't any time to do what he needed to do. Falling down the stairs didn't give him the kind of pain he thought, but he wasn't keen on doing it again. He hurt his head so bad that he got a concussion. Lucas didn't want to spend another horrible night at the hospital if it wasn't going to have Nicolas in it. So he had to think of something else. At the park, he walked around, looking for different methods. He could climb the tree and fall the down... Though that might give him a concussion as well...

 

He never thought of these things before, so it was hard to be creative when it came to ways to hurt himself without causing too much damage to his actual body. Having a broken bone or ruining his face were big things he wanted to avoid because he loved his face and an injury like broken bones put him out of commission for doing a whole lot of activities... Sheesh it was harder to harm yourself than he thought.

 

"Hey come back here! Wesker!!" He heard someone shouting. Lucas was going to look over and what the commotion was about, but he saw it darting past at full speed. It was a young dog that pulled out of it's owner's grasp and it currently was running away with the leash still on it's neck.

 

Lucas probably shouldn't get involved but... He really liked dogs...

 

After he and the owner did a whole bunch of running around with the dog, trying to corner it or sneak up to it, it took a good fifteen minutes for him to grab onto the leash and keep the animal from running away another time. The dog was clearly not trying to cause trouble, but it had so much energy and it constantly kept thinking they were playing around with it... When the puppy was taking a breather, Lucas had done a dive bomb for the leash and skidded on the grass grabbing it, and because of that his shirt was pretty much filthy with dirt and grass stains. Still laying on the ground, the dog lick his ear, the puppy not even realizing how much trouble it would be in for this.

 

"Oh my goodness... thank you so much for helping me," the owner sighed, taking the leash when Lucas held it up for her, "Wesker! Bad boy!!"

 

Lucas grinned and shook his head, rubbing the dog's head after hearing it sadly whine. "Little guy just wanted to play I suppose..." he pointed at the dog and scolded it as well, chuckling, "But don't do that again dog. Your owner might kill you if you pull a stunt like that again for sure!"

 

"Haha! I might!" She sighed, "Really. Thank you so much for you help... Now, do you need help?" She asked since Lucas wasn't getting up at all.

 

Lucas looked around awkwardly. He didn't even realize he was still on the ground. "...Naaah. I'm good. I'm just going to uh... chill out here for a little while... But you're honestly welcome. It was a good workout for sure!" He grinned, showing her his thumb raised up.

 

"Ah, okay then," she giggled, finding him very cute, "Well... Thanks again and you enjoy yourself there!"

 

"Thanks! You too?" He waved as the girl and her dog started to go back to their own lives. He sat up from the ground and rubbed his shirt, "Aw man. I liked this one..." And now he'd be going to the hospital covered in dirt and grass marks. Nice. His sadness went away fast though because he thought back to what he said to the dog. Your owner might kill you if you pull a stunt like that again for sure. Adam would kill him for doing this whole thing again. He tried not to think about Adam today since he had been planning on going to the park today. If he thought about his roommate, he might back out.

 

He frowned and rubbed his chin, wondering what to do.

 

But in the corner of his eye, he noticed a mountain bike coming. Looking around him, he hadn't realized he was on a bike path at all... And from the looks of it, the biker wasn't even paying attention to where he was going, listening to music and looking off to the side, and was riding right towards him. He grinned. A part of him thought this was a miracle, for that reason, he didn't get out of the way and didn't even make himself known to the person coming. Getting hit with a bicycle. He'd never think of that on his own! Yes, yes~ this is good! This is good... This is... Wait.

 

N..Not good!

 

Falling down the stairs was a one man show. Getting hit with a bike was a two man show. Watching the stranger come closer, he realized that and frowned, backing up and holding out his hand to shield himself, "H-Hey!! Hey, dude, stop your bike!"

 

Ah. It was just too late.

 

And there was no concussion to numb the pain here this time, Lucas felt every bit of it. So on top of feeling this pain, he felt like a complete idiot.

 

~~~~~

 

Thankfully enough, the young lady and her weren't too far away and heard his cry of pain. They came running back to the scene and were shocked to see a crash~ the biker had fallen of course, but he seemed fine, sitting up and checking his bruises, which weren't all that bad. Lucas on the other hand was connected to the bike, his forearm caught in the wheel and the rest of the bike on top of him. There was a scratch on his head that bled as well, but that wasn't the main issue at all. The dog owner was a believer of karma, and for the blond's act of kindness to her, she would give it back to him. Offering to take him to the hospital, she brought Lucas to her car and drove him fast.

 

Lucas kept his watery eyes shut from the pain in his arm, whimpering like the dog that was in the backseat, worrying about Lucas like her owner. It hurt so bad and it felt like the worst scenario was the one that happened. Please don't be broken. Pleaaase don't be broken. In all of this pain and hoping that he didn't ruin his arm... he did think about Nicolas. He thought how he might think he was legit insane now. BUT... He'd be able to see him this time. He'd totally be able to see him... "F-Fuck." He muttered to himself, wiping the tears from his eyes. All this pain... but thinking about what he'd love to have with Nicolas in the end of all of this, he actually managed to smile. He thought of sharing bowls of soup, feeding each other movie popcorn and most of all, he thought of seeing that man smile again. A real smile.

 

The girl driving frowned and glanced at the blond in her passenger's seat, "A-Are you doing okay over there?"

 

He chuckled, and nodded his head up and down slowly. "It doesn't hurt."

 

 

 

[taviss]

Why am I so disappointed… Arg!

 

While running away, angry and frustrated, his thoughts rushed in a mess in his head. He was angry over what exactly? Because of that brat made fun of him? Because of his constant sexual double-entendre? Because he had not listen to him? Because he felt he was looking at him like a sextoy? Yes, all that, but what was making him the most angry was being frustrated by all this. Normally he wouldn’t have been at all affected by those things. Nicolas intensified his pace again, wanting to clear his head of all this mess. He augmented the music volume and ran, pushing his body to the limit till he was completely out of breath. He stopped and leaned against a tree, focusing only on his breathing. Damn, he loved that feeling of being out of breath, his muscles burning of over lactic acid, his mind clear of any thoughts.

 

At home, he took a shower, but all his thoughts about Lucas came back, and again, the disappointment over having being seen only as a sexual object made him angry. He regretted having said too much too. His past relationship memories rushed back at him. He leaned his two hands on the wall of the shower in front of him, his head under the warm rain water. Shit! That guy had awakened all his bad memories.

 

Nicolas’s first boyfriend was when he had fifteen years old. It was a nice relationship and they explored a lot together. He loved him like any fifteen year old boy can love, passionately and blindly. Nicolas was destroyed when he was, after six months, violently push away and rejected in front of many of his classmate. He was never very popular, but being rejected like that was hard on him. He discovered later that his ex-boyfriend was cheating on him for a month before he put a publicly end on their relationship. On that time he shut down on other even more, only speaking to the two friends he trusted enough. Retrospectively and with time, he passed over it and realised they were only teenagers and being mean was apparently something normal.

 

Later, in his first year of university, he met a guy in his general class; Mike, who was a closeted gay. They started to see each other in private, Nicolas respecting his secret. He knew it was not easy to everyone to assume their sexual orientation. His boyfriend saying he had a family very close minded and traditional. It was not Nicolas secret and so he never pushed his lover to reveal it. Nicolas would have loved to go outside, walk hands in hands with him, go in restaurant, or at the theater, even only be able to speak with him outside of his small apartment, but no, Mike had asked him to not act friendly with him outside, too scared their love for each other would show. So Nico stayed away in public, only saying hello like any other classmate would do. When they were alone in that apartment, Mike was loving, romantic, saying he loved him more than anything and that one day he would be out, he simply needed more time. They met often, Mike having a sexual appetite almost insatiable but murmuring at Nicolas so many beautiful things, saying that he loved him and that he wanted to pass his life with him. Until a day Nico had add enough, after nine months, and confronted him, only asking that they be public for friends and outside, still accepting to keep it secret from Mike’s family. But the answer Nicolas received was not at all what he expected. No “yes my love”, no “give me more time my love”, no “you can’t ask me this!” in an aggressive way, NO! Mike laughed and laughed, calling him stupid and naïve. All this time he was with him just to fuck his little perfect ass. Mike said that he had never loved him at all but he had saw that beautiful face and body Nico had and couldn’t resist the need to fuck him. All this time he was asking him to be secret because he didn’t want to be committed at all. That every time Nico was opening his mouth to talk, Mike hated it.

 

After that, Nicolas shut down his heart completely, putting it in a locked box at the most faraway place he could. Over time, that box was forgotten, dust accumulated on it, “I don’t have time”, “I don’t need this”, “I’m happier alone” piling up over it. Who could blame him though? His past experiences were never very bright. The first time he was publicly humiliated and the second time he was used. His trust was destroyed one time, he was able to reconstruct it, feeling that it was just one person, a onetime mean person. But the second time was too much, his trust in love was completely annihilated. He was not sure anybody would be able to help him build it up again.

 

Nicolas took the rest of his day to read Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince again; his favorite one. That book was able to make him forget anything around him. Lupin stayed with him a good part of the day, purring on his laps asking for some affection. Since the young doctor was not home often for a complete day, Lupin was always very cuddling when it happened. When diner time came around, he prepared himself a nice salad and called his sister to chat, helping him a lot to change his thoughts, making him in a better mood.

 

 

~~~~~~~~~~~

 

The first week passed quickly, work at the hospital taking all his thoughts and mind, draining every bit of energies he had. They had a lot of urgencies, the other hospital of the town overflow transferred to them. He had also a lot of consultation to do, many of his patients having a spring flu complications, from the sinusitis to the bronchitis. He was also asked to help in Gerontology’s department. He had almost no time for him, making a lot of over hours, only going back home to sleep to come back the next day again.

 

After that intense week, the young doctor was finally able to have a day off. He took it to go Downhill Mountain biking to expulse all his stress of the week. The adrenaline released all his tensions. He came back with some bruises and scratches, but nothing serious and it was normal to have those after an expert road. He always wore the proper protection, so it was always only on the surface.

 

When he came back to work after his free day, the hospital had found again his normal pace to Nicolas’s relief. It was okay to have some intense work day, but so many one after the other, without any break except seven hours to go sleep, was a bit too much, even for him. But with the return of the normal schedule, Nicolas thoughts wandered again on Lucas. He didn’t saw him from the past ten days, so he had probably not done a second concussion. A good thing! But he thought about him and he missed that weirdo’s face with his hands making a heart under his chin.

 

Even if he would never admit it to himself, he was craving for being loved. He was desperately in need of it. He wanted to be loved, to have someone to cuddle, to have a presence in his apartment other than Lupin, to share his meal, to take care of him when he was sick too, to share his passion, to share his bed. He had always dreamed of having someone in his life that would be at his side, come what may. But with his past experiences, being able to trust someone saying “I love you” again would be a challenge. Nobody had ever being able to pierce his wall, except Lucas.

 

The rest of the week passed quickly and calmly. He went back in his routine without difficulty but at the exact day after the two week he stayed alert at the urgency, always turning his head because he thought he had saw Lucas in the waiting room. But no, he never saw his handsome face. In a way Nicolas was relieved that he was now more careful and didn’t have a stupid accident again. At the same time, the brunet felt some kind of a weird feeling… he was disappointed. He had hoped secretly that Lucas would try to take contact with him, not by doing anything stupid but just by waiting for him outside of the hospital or something similar, but no, not a single time during the pass two week. Maybe he had scared him for good the last time. Nicolas couldn’t deny that little twinge of sorrow in his heart.

 

 

~~~~~~~~~~

 

On the next day, Nicolas was doing a regular consultation day, seeing some of his patients. He had only five appointments, but they were long one, he was not going to have that much free time to put order in those files that had piles up on his desk during the too intense last week. The two first consultation of the day went well and he managed to get ahead on his schedule and used that time to start to put order on his desk. Just after his third appointment, he took the time to go eat with Dr. Staecy. For once he would take his time to eat; having a break to chat once in a while was not bad. But after twenty minutes his work cellphone rang.

 

Sigh, can I have just one time that I can eat at peace…

 

-“Yes?” He said. It was the nurse William, he was asked to help at the urgency! Why him? He was on consultation day; it was not his turn to help in urgency. Ah, well! It was his job after all. He had thirty minutes before his next consultation. Maybe his Residency director wanted to show him a special case and test him a little. He quickly ate his lunch and excused himself at Staecy.

 

-“You are so popular Nico! I’m starting to be jealous~ ” She said, teasing him.

 

-“AH! Fuck you Staecy!” He said playfully a big smile on his face. Staecy was always able to make him in a good mood. When he reached the urgency at the nurse room, Nurse William was waiting for him looking a bit nervous. Nicolas suspicion started to build up a bit. Did he had done something wrong and his residency director was in a bad mood because a patient had come back in urgency with complication? He hoped really hard it was not that.

 

-“Mrs. William, why was I ask here? Is there something wrong?” He said looking at her.

 

-“Heum, no… heum in fact it’s me who called you… I’m sorry Dr. Evans.” She moved, leading Nicolas to a door of one of the examination room, one that had a real bed in it. It was reserved to more injured patient that needed to rest while waiting for transfer or results. “He asked for you and I couldn’t say no to his puppy eyes. I’m sorry. He’s now waiting to go for the X-Ray. It’s probably a broken arm. He was so in pain and he was crying. I couldn’t refuse to call you.”

 

Nicolas’s face changed from his usual neutral one to a weird blend of worry and ‘are you kidding me’. He opened the door to see a sitting Lucas, on the bed, alone in the room. Nicolas entered, closed the door being him and walked to the blond one’s side slowly. He had not expected to see him today. But a weird feeling built in him. This time Nicolas face show his emotion, a frown forming. He was worried! It’s with a less neutral voice than what he wanted that he said:

 

-“Lucas Ceremone… Where did you get injured this time?” He leaned a bit and poked with a finger the other’s forehead before folding his arms on his chest.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Hurting himself this badly wasn't what he was hoping for whatsoever. Something else that would have needed stitches would have been just fine... He never experienced an injury that hurt so much, it stunned him and that's why he couldn't even help but cry even when he kept telling himself it was for a good reason. Lucas never took into thought that Nicolas might not want to see him and that brought his spirits down just a little, but that thought didn't stop him from asking the nurse to bring him. He was happy that the nurse agreed, he was relieved that the painkillers he was given were kicking in to numb the pain, and he was also nervous again. This time he knew what he wanted to say, hopefully he'd just be able to say it properly.

 

When his waiting was finally over, it wasn't possible to hide the thankfulness in his brown eyes. Even more so to notice the bland expression in Nicolas wasn't here today. Though... it was a frown. He clearly wasn't happy. Lucas blinked at being poked, lowering his head in slight shame with a slight smile, "Arm this time..." he looked up with a chuckle, "I made a slight miscalculation and I messed up big time. Though I don't regret being here to see you, Nicolas. I missed seeing you and your disapproving look. Isn't that something?"

 

Lucas cleared his throat, straightening his back to present himself in a more serious posture, "But I'm like that because I mean it, I do miss you. And I also don't want to miss you... As in, I don't want to loose my opportunity to get closer to you and be something more than an annoying, stupid patient of yours. When I first saw you, I really did feel something hit me pretty fucking hard, man." he knew he must be sounding crazy at this point, but he really wanted to make sure Nicolas knew why he was chasing him and why he wasn't going to stop, "I never felt anything like it before with someone else, so I know that's gotta mean something. Because of that, I'm convinced you should be the first person I try to date seriously and that I shouldn't just let you go just because you yell at me or whatever..."

 

He paused, and looked to the side for a second before blurring out last minute, " And If you're so worried about becoming a sextoy, then I promise we won't do a single dirty thing together! I want to date you not your dick anyways..." He really did want to do a lot of things with Nico, but if getting him meant he'd remain sexually deprived, then so be it. "Scouts honor." He said and made an X on his chest, looking up at Nicolas full of firm determination.

[taviss]

Nicolas stayed there, his arms crossed on his chest while listening to Lucas. At first what’s caught his attention in those words was how it was affecting him. They sounded sweet and sincere but he knew better after what he had lived, than to believe in those kind of words easily. He would not let himself be manipulated again. His heart was screaming in him, to let them come in, but his mind kicked them off before they could reach it. His face showed his suspicion, making his eyebrows frowned deeper, his expression hardening, his arms tightening more on his chest. Like if his unconscious was trying to block the words, closing himself to make a wall or a shield. He was vulnerable to Lucas, because if he wasn’t, those reactions would have not even showed.

 

The second thing that caught his attention was the last thing the blond said. It made the young doctor posture to relax, his arms uncrossed, his face softened to his more natural one he could have. He was not smiling, but his face was soft, without the wall he normally had. He didn’t really trust the young man words but, in a way, it made him realised he could accept to go out with him and that, if Lucas ever tried sexual thing on him, he could simply put a stop to the date. He would need to stay vigilant, not let himself be dragged in some kind of manipulation and refuse any sexual contact. The young man would have to prove him he was serious and it was more than just for his look. Nico had not much hope for it thought, sure that the blond was really just interested in his ass. But he couldn’t deny to be impressed by the young man’s determination, even if he was still unable to trust him. A very small ray of hope appeared in his heart without the brunet noticing it.

 

Nicolas sighed, moving from the side to take a seat in the armchair on the bedside. He leaned, putting his front arms on his knees. A third thing had catch his ears in the blond speech; the word miscalculation. An uneasy feeling inside Nico built up. Was Lucas injured himself voluntarily? If it was the case, he couldn’t let him continued that pattern, his doctor side wouldn’t allowed it, even if it would mean passing over his professionalism and ethic. Letting someone injured himself was wrong in his protective doctor’s mind. He would have to ask the young man.

 

Nicolas cleared his throat at his turn, the worried in his voice showing despite his attempt to hide it.

 

-“Lucas, tell me something… Did you voluntarily injure yourself?” He looked up at the blond waiting for his answer. The young man sitting on the bed’s expression changed slowly, staying silent. The silence stretched longer and longer, Lucas not looking at him, his guilt showing through his traits. FUCK! That guy had really injured himself willingly to come see him! It was ridiculous. He could have just faked some illness, or simply waited for him outside the hospital. Well in fact, Nicolas would have probably not notice him or simply tossed him away. In fact he was going to accept his invitation only because he didn’t want to have the death of someone on his conscious. Because if the second time he had done a concussion and the third time a broken arm, what would it be the next time? No, no, no.

 

Nicolas sighed loudly in resignation.

 

-“Your face says everything. . . Okay, I accept to go out with you, for ONE date. If you swear to not ever try to injure yourself again. BUT, that promise, you’ll have to keep it, whatever happens after that date. If I don’t want to give you a second one, I don’t want you to come back here injured again. I will put a warning on your name, so you can’t be treated or ask for me. Is that clear?” Nicolas had used his serious ‘no argument possible’ tone of voice for the last part. His expression was hard and authoritarian but soon after finishing speaking, it turned in a subtle smile, a soft laugh escaped his lips.

 

-“Well you have won this time Lucas. But don’t think I’ll let you lay me down. If you try one time to touch me, I call that date to its end. And choose your activity wisely.” He took a board on the table at his side and started to write on the back of a medical sheet. “When I’m out of the hospital, I don’t like crowed or noisy places.” He took off the paper of the board and handed it to Lucas while standing up.

 

-“It’s my schedule for next week. Find a moment that suits you in my free time.” He took out his phone from his pocket, unlocked it, typed down Lucas’s name and lifted his eyes from the screen back at the blond. “Give me your number; I’ll call you in two days to ask you the day you have chosen and the rendez-vous point.” He waited Lucas’s answer, his face still wearing that subtle smile, not conscious of it at all.

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(sounds the bells, I'm finally replying ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )

 

 

He didn't like how open the doctor was in pointing out how he had been doing these accidents on purpose. This time, it technically wasn't... but when he saw the bicycle coming, his first instinct was not to get out of the way, so his first intention was to get run over, unfortunately, it didn't matter that he tried to stop it from happening when it was too late. Lucas didn't want to confess this, and his mind was trying to determine whether to say the actual truth or the version that wouldn't make this seem so bad. Sadly, Nicolas could see past his stupid face and know the truth about why he was back in this examination room. Well. At least it showed that the man was keen, even if that meant it was telling Nicolas that he was a terrible, terrible liar. Anyone can determine that actually...

"Well you have won this time, Lucas."

 

He was ultimately ashamed of himself, but only for a few moments, because after that, he was finally given something he wanted. Nicolas was able to see through his face perfectly and like so, he could probably tell right now that the shiny eyes of his were displaying pure happiness and victory. Smiling he nodded at his conditions, seeing them as fair enough and reasonable. Not being able to have another chance at this, he was aware that his first chance had to be his best because he didn't have another one with the brunet. Being one hundred percent sensual wasn't even a bad trade off!! If it meant gaining his trust, he'd do anything, this was nothing. Though he wondered if he could make certain jokes... to be sure, he planned ahead that he wouldn't. He'd try his best to be a romantic, emphasis on try, because like with lying, he was bad at it and it might just come across as being corny and unattractive. He hoped not. "Very clear!"

 

Taking the paper and holding it close to his chest, he watched Nicolas take out his phone and touch the screen a few times. Instead of giving his number, Lucas took his phone instead, his eyes glowed even more, "T-This is the phone that the doctor uses," he muttered, astounded, "And he wants me to put my number in it....." he took a beep breath and started to type it in the correct information bar. But that wasn't all he had to do for this contact information. He lifted up the phone in front of his face, smiled wide and held up a peace sign for a perfect picture of his dirty, tattered face for Nicolas' phone contacts.

 

When he was finished, he held it back for Nicolas, "Sounds absolutely perfect, doctor."