22/2/09

itwontstopme: (With Riggins [Shouldn't have come to thi)
14.8.1. A Case of Need

Co-written with [livejournal.com profile] texas33forever

[Follows THIS, THIS and THIS]

Jason parked himself beside Tim’s hospital bed and locked the brakes on his wheelchair. He could feel Tim watching him but hadn’t made eye contact yet. When he finally did, there was a slight moment of awkwardness where he pulled his lips to the side and cleared his throat. But he soon just laughed and shook his head. “Fuck,” he commented and scratched his temple.

“Ya’ know, it’s almost like ya’ just came in here wavin’ a little warnin’ flag with ‘Caution: D an’ M in progress’ on it,” Tim drawled, his eyes still heavy from the lethargy of dealing with the illness. “S said ya’ were wantin’ t’talk. I… think ya’ kinda right.”

Jason nodded. He sat forward and rested his elbows on the edge of Tim’s mattress... )

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