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Mar 20, 2015 18:11:41 GMT
Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2015 18:11:41 GMT
luca has a brown grocery bag, and in it is the softest blanket he owns. the ride up the elevator he's frowning, eyebrows pulled together in irritation and expectation because what the hell was nathan doing in a hospital. like what the actual fuck. he heads to the room that is apparently nathan's, having had an unnecessarily long conversation with the nurse about the whole thing. he opens the door and kicks it closed with his foot, strides over and sets the bag on the bed. "what did you do." it's not a question, but a command. (as commanding as luca can come off as, which, honestly, isn't very). NATHAN SAUNDERS |
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Mar 20, 2015 18:27:06 GMT
Post by NATHAN SAUNDERS on Mar 20, 2015 18:27:06 GMT
he's sore, there's no doubt about that, and with one hand and another foot in casts, nathan's not exactly in the greatest moods either. his other limbs are just about okay to move, which is why he's still able to play with his mashed potato with a fork, reducing it to some kind of disgusting gravy mashed potato smoothie. his tray of hospital food is both dehumanising and tasteless.
he won't say it, but he will give luca credit for showing his face at least. his phone in all its cracked and bloody glory, sits next to his tray of 'food'.
nathan sighs but remains expressionless. he stares blandly at luca.
"not only do you turn up without flowers, you come here being all huffy when i'm the one in pain?" he waves his working hand around to illustrate his point. his voice is a little husky. his eyes don't leave luca's, until he spots the bag on the bed, and nods to it.
"thanks man. be a babe and hand it to me, will you?" he scoffs, smirking.
@luca
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Mar 20, 2015 18:47:18 GMT
Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2015 18:47:18 GMT
"well excuse me for being a little miffed," he says, grabbing the blanket out of the bag and tossing it on nathan's lap. "it's not like you sprung this on me out of nowhere." coincidentally, luca had been in the middle of a music project, and nathan calling him had been fatefully creepy. he sits down and scowles at the hospital mush on the tray instead. his eyes drift to nathan's phone. "did you just artfully fall down a flight of stairs or something?"NATHAN SAUNDERS |
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Mar 20, 2015 19:33:00 GMT
Post by NATHAN SAUNDERS on Mar 20, 2015 19:33:00 GMT
he pushes the table and its food away from him, leaning forward a little to grab the blanket to cover himself more, whilst trying to drag the hospital blanket off his body. his fingers curl up in the blanket, smooth and soft and all of a sudden he feels as if he's finally at peace.
"something like that." he stops and blinks at him for a moment, before remembering that he hated silence practised in hospitals because pictures of dead mothers come to mind.
"so... what were you doing?" he inquires blandly, and a full sentence is at the edge of his tongue, but doesn't come out.
@luca crap post
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Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2015 19:54:58 GMT
luca nibbles his lip out of habit and shrugs. "making music; what any other aspiring, sensible indie artist would do." it's long and elaborate like a lacy tablecloth to cover the truth. it's not like he's lying, necessarily. he folds his arms on the bed and rests his chin on them, fingers running over the soft fibers. he glances up at nathan through his lashes. "speaking of. did you ever finish that thing you were writing at my place?" it was genuine curiosity that drove it, the kind that was a stranger to indifference. nathan brought that out in him and he liked it—sweet, addicting, innocent. NATHAN SAUNDERS |
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Mar 20, 2015 20:53:47 GMT
Post by NATHAN SAUNDERS on Mar 20, 2015 20:53:47 GMT
he narrows his eyes. sarcasm aside, nathan isn't surprised and isn't interested. "are you still making me a track to sleep to?" nathan ponders aloud. "though the morphine they get me on works nice."
his mouth is dry, heart clammers. (or feels like it is, anyway.) his hand immediately rests at the back of his neck, happy luca was the one who decided to cross the gap. it trails gently to his hair, and he plays with it carefully, running strands against his fingers like fresh laundry. soft, soft. probably smells wonderful too. he's so distracting.
he almost has to cough the words out. "ugh, um. i got a verse." he'd be lucky if it wasn't burnt or vandalised. images of his apartment pasted into his head, he wills it to just stay as such; images.
@luca
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Mar 23, 2015 23:59:31 GMT
Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2015 23:59:31 GMT
"hm." luca's stomach is all at once uneasy, still worrying at the blanket with his fingers. he looks away from nathan and frowns at his cast. "yeah, i guess i still am. you can listen to it here when i'm finished with it." he reaches out a hand to dance up nathan's leg, traces small circles near his hip. "nathan... you wouldn't lie to me if it was important, right?"NATHAN SAUNDERS shiiiiiiit |
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Mar 24, 2015 20:46:13 GMT
Post by NATHAN SAUNDERS on Mar 24, 2015 20:46:13 GMT
"i'd be lying if i was happy with your productivity, luca." he mimics his boss in a cranky, too comical tone. several octaves off. whether too high, or too low, nathan doesn't think he can tell anymore.
he takes a sharp intake of breath like he's bracing himself for something to drop and fall.
"what do you want to know?" nathan asks, oddly serious. "my social security number?"
@luca idek
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2015 4:47:21 GMT
"shut up." it comes out harsher than he expected. on the other hand, he feels like being ass is justified for the time being, but that might be a defensive ego talking. whatever. "i just wanna know that this won't happen again." he gestures to the cast. "not....coming here. sort of. just, y'know, are you in trouble or not?" it seems his mouth is stuck in a constant frown, barely there but still there. NATHAN SAUNDERS |
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