forum Boys will be boys (CLOSED MxM ROLEPLAY)(Stalkers welcomed and appreciated <3)
Started by @Fraust
tune

people_alt 58 followers

@GoblinKing

“Sure thing.” Damien looked up at the doctor and his iPad, swallowing nervously as they went over the x-rays. “That’s.. that’s good, right? Only a tibia, he kinda lucked out, didn’t he?” Damien didn’t realize that he was still holding Rowan’s hand. “Bein’ sore’s better than being all broken up, isn’t it?”

@Fraust

"Well, it's definitely better than his femur. He'd be in significantly more pain if he had done that." The doctor turned off the iPad. "We'll need to put on a cast. You'll be seeing us in just a few minutes, alright? Try not to move that leg too much." And with that, he left. Rowan sighed softly. "Should we make Jake pay for this?" He asked, smirking weakly.

@GoblinKing

Damien laughed. “Jake? Pay? Ro, first that requires him to actually take responsibility, and I dunno if he actually knows how to do that.” He joked with a grin, letting go of Rowan’s hand to run his fingers through his own hair.

@Fraust

"Let's just tell his parents." Rowan snickered. "Like, 'hey, my leg is broke, and it's your son's fault'. Bet he'd get in trouble for that." He played with his own fluffy hair, sighing softly. Something about Damien's hand in his own had just felt so right. But obviously it didn't. Rowan was straight.

@GoblinKing

“Oh, god, they’d fuckin’ kill him!” Damien laughed again, adjusting the way that he was sitting in that hospital chair. It was uncomfortable no matter how much he adjusted, but he could at least tone it down a little. He tried to ignore the fact that his hands felt empty without Rowan’s. If what he thought was happening was happening.. it better not have been.

@Fraust

"Mmmm… maybe I'll just send them the bills in the mail and wait for them to ask him." He laughed. He noticed Damien was uncomfortable, but he wasn't sure what to do about it. He was dragged out of his thoughts when the doctor returned with a few nurses and a table full of supplies. He sat up and got himself out from under the covers to make this easier for them.

@GoblinKing

“Smart, smart.” Damien nodded, falling silent with the return of the doctor and nurses. He watched them move, occasionally looking over at Rowan to see how he was faring.

@Fraust

Rowan winced whenever his leg was touched and seemed to grow steadily more nervous. His heart monitor was going rather quickly by the time they actually began putting the cast on his leg.

@GoblinKing

Damien held his hand out for Rowan if he wanted to take it, looking at the heart monitor and hearing the semi-rapid beeps. “You’re okay, man, you’re doing great.” He looked at the nurses, trying to gauge their reaction to the beeping as well.

@Fraust

The nurses didn't seem to be concerned. It was normal for people to be nervous during a procedure like this, especially if they'd never experienced it before. Rowan clung to Damien's hand while the cast was put on, his heart pounding hard in his chest.

@GoblinKing

“You can squeeze my hand if you have to, you won’t break it.” Debatable, considering just how skinny Damien was, but the intent was there. He placed his other hand on top of Rowan’s for a second, keeping his eyes on the heart monitor.

@Fraust

Rowan eventually decided that he didn't want to watch the process and closed his eyes, drawing in a few shaky breaths. Soon enough, the cast was finished and the doctor and nurses let the boys be. Rowan kept his eyes closed while he gradually calmed down.

@GoblinKing

Once again, Damien stroked the back of Rowan’s hand with his thumb. “Hey.. how are you feelin’?” His voice was soft and quiet in case Rowan didn’t want to be disturbed, but the lack of other noise (save for the heart monitor) meant that he was still easy to hear.

@Fraust

After a few seconds, Rowan tentatively looked over at Damien. "S-Sorry I'm such a wuss…" He laughed weakly, still not letting go of Damien's hand. "I just… it makes me feel all trapped, y'know? Being surrounded by a bunch of people with pointy things and knowing they're gonna make it so I can't move one of my limbs… claustrophobic is the best description, I guess, but I didn't think that I was…"

@GoblinKing

“Nah, man. Remember when I broke my arm and wrist fallin’ off my skateboard in 8th grade? I felt the same way. It’s normal, man, don’t sweat it.” Damien gave him a reassuring smile. “I get it. It’s a scary thing, man, you been through a lot in the past.. what, two hours?”

@Fraust

"Yeah…" Rowan sighed and lay his head back on the pillow, staring blankly at the ceiling. "I hate it here… I wish they weren't making me stay. It's just all so cold, and… and clinical." He shuddered a bit. "Even at my house, at least it's warm and I'm allowed to move around and stuff. I'm not allowed to get up from this stupid cot."

@GoblinKing

“I feel ya. It’s just to make sure you’re not too fucked up. I think an EMT said you got a concussion, man. Shit’s rough.” Damien frowned, not sure how to console him. “If you’re cold, though, you can use my jacket like a blanket.. I don’t think you can actually put it on, but it might help?”

@Fraust

"Mm… thanks, Damien." Rowan turned on his side to look up at Damien instead of the ceiling. "D'you think they'll let me go home tomorrow?" He asked. "They might be suspicious about my parents not turning up… I just told them that they're super busy with work and probably didn't hear my call since they put their phones on silent, but I dunno if they believe me."

@GoblinKing

Damien slipped off his jacket just in case Rowan actually wanted it. “I dunno. They might, but it really is weird for a minor to fracture their leg and have their parents not give a damn to show up. If you want, my dad should get home tomorrow, I can ask him to pick us up if they let you go?”

@Fraust

Rowan nodded. "Yeah, that'd be good… you know I can't exactly drive. I mean, I can, but I haven't got a car, and I've only got a permit, so I'm not allowed to drive by myself."

@GoblinKing

And a broken leg and a concussion. Something tells me you shouldn’t be driving right now.” Damien joked lightly, trying to take the edge pff of the conversation. “Do you want to ask, or should I?”

@Fraust

"Yeah, yeah, and the 'I'm all fucked up' thing." Rowan took a second to process the question. "Um… you can. You mean your dad, right?" He asked. "I don't have his phone number or anything."

@GoblinKing

“No, shit, sorry, I meant the hospital staff. Like, about leaving. I don’t really know who to ask, but I’m sure jf the doctor comes back he’d be a good option.” Damien pulled his phone from his pocket. “I figured I would be asking my dad, ha.”

@Fraust

"Depends what time they come back, I guess." Rowan shrugged. "If I'm awake, I can ask, if I'm not… well, obviously I can't, and that task would fall to you."

@GoblinKing

“Yeah, that’s fair enough.” Damien agreed, drumming his fingers on the back of his phone case. “That reminds me, what time is it? I sorta lost track..” He checked his phone for a second, looking at the clock.