forum Not Broken, Just Bent. (Hospital/Asylum Soulmate RP)

Started June 05, 2018 by Deleted user

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Kaz turned to look at Vaughn, a vaguely mortified expression on his face. "You haven't eaten? Dude, that's my job. Here, have this," he said before fishing a granola bar out of his pocket. "All I got right now, but it's something."

He smiled at Axel, looking up at him. "I smile too much. There are so many things to be happy about. Like the fact that you haven't caught me drooling when I fall asleep. Or the fact that you aren't dead. But I mean, there are a lot of things to be sad about too. The fact that you have seen me fall asleep. The fact that the base my sister was at got attacked and I haven't heard from her in months." Luka placed a hand under Axel's chin, tilting his face up to meet his. "The cup isn't half full or half empty. It's a cup that has water inside of it."

Thorn looked to the man then back to Lana, "Yeah. The amazing ones were worth it. I don't have anything better to do so sometimes I binge shows. I don't think I ever caught your name. What is it?"

He smiled at Axel, looking up at him. "I smile too much. There are so many things to be happy about. Like the fact that you haven't caught me drooling when I fall asleep. Or the fact that you aren't dead. But I mean, there are a lot of things to be sad about too. The fact that you have seen me fall asleep. The fact that the base my sister was at got attacked and I haven't heard from her in months." Luka placed a hand under Axel's chin, tilting his face up to meet his. "The cup isn't half full or half empty. It's a cup that has water inside of it."

"True. I'm sorry about your sister. . ." Axel answered, nodding in agreement with Luka's words. There were a lot of things to be happy about, but so far, he hadn't found too many. "I like your weird, cryptic sayings. Not that they're weird. They're unique." He explained quickly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I. . . don't know how to respond to that in a flirty way, so I'm going to dodge it and comment on how much I want to run my hands through your hair because it seems really soft." Luka cleared his throat, cheeks burning up and feeling a bit flustered. "I really want to run my hands through your hair because it seems really soft."

Kaz turned to look at Vaughn, a vaguely mortified expression on his face. "You haven't eaten? Dude, that's my job. Here, have this," he said before fishing a granola bar out of his pocket. "All I got right now, but it's something."

Vaughn took the granola bar from Kaz, peeling open the wrapper. “Hard to eat when you’re drugged. I swear to god they broke one of my goddamn ribs,” he muttered, taking a bite as he adverted his gaze.

"You're telling me. They pumped me so full of paralytics when I got here that when I could finally move I had to use an entire bottle of artificial tears. You know, they know your eyes stay open when you're paralyzed, so you'd think they'd have the kindness to close them for a guy," Kaz grumbled, glaring at the therapist as he walked around

"I. . . don't know how to respond to that in a flirty way, so I'm going to dodge it and comment on how much I want to run my hands through your hair because it seems really soft." Luka cleared his throat, cheeks burning up and feeling a bit flustered. "I really want to run my hands through your hair because it seems really soft."

"Did I get the ever stoic, flirty Luka to blush?" Axel teased, tilting his head to the side in amusement and chuckling lightly. He glanced towards the therapist, noticing that he was still attempting to 'talk to us about our problems.'

Luka blushed. "I am not blushing. It's just really hot in here, I mean, with you in this room how could it not be hot?" He stuffed his hands into his pockets and looked the other way, face flushing red.

"You're right, the room is just extremely stuffy. Should we get out of here? This therapist is a dumb ass," Axel said, his voice lowering as he jabbed a thumb towards the man who was shooting into a speech about how we should never ever give up.

Luka stood up and placed a hand on Axel's shoulder. "Want me to push your wheelchair?"

"That would be great," Axel answered, nodding his head towards Luka in thanks. As they began to move towards the door, the therapist didn't even notice, his attention solely focused on the others in the room.

He grasped the handles of the wheelchair and started wheeling Axel out of the room. "Axel, do you want to head into town? Grab a burger at The Aroma?" Luka smiled at the thought. "If people start staring at you, I'll fall asleep so I can take the embarrassment instead?"

"Oh, I just love it when people stare at me in restaurants. Then I imagine I'm a Kardashian or something and they all want to take a selfie's with me," Axel sighed, glancing up at Luka. "But, yeah, burgers sound nice. I'm sick of the hospital food."

After a few minutes of walking, they made it to the nearest Aroma. "Axel, have you ever read The Fault in Our Stars?" Luka wheeled him over to an empty table for two.

"Yes, I have read such a novel," Axel answered, leaning back in his wheelchair as he looked at Luka. A few people stared at them with that look, as if they were trying to figure out what was wrong with them.

"You're kind of like him, Augustus, I mean, but like, ten thousand times better 'cause you're cuter and more awesome and like, not dead, and totally available, which is a plus, but not only that, you're almost like my soulmate, but not really, unless our souls are connected, but uh, I don't think that'd be plausible and–I'm rambling."
Luka bit his lip and leaned forward in his seat, not exactly knowing what to say. "You're the first person who's made me blush. Not that I blushed, I mean, it's just, um, theoretical that I blushed."
He laughed nervously, face heating up. "Let's order, shall we?"

"Why thank you, Luka." Axel smiled, chuckling softly as Luka spoke quickly, randomly changing topics. He picked up a menu, glancing over it once before he finally settled on something. "So, uh, tell me about yourself."

Luka scanned the menu, deciding on a cheeseburger without the tomato. "What do you want to know? I'm pretty sure I've told you a lot about myself already. You can ask me about anything other than my love life."

"What do you like? Hobbies, interests, weird fetishes," Axel replied, listing a few things as a rare grin spread across his face. He stuck his hands in his hoodie's pockets and leaned forward, studying Luka with his mismatched eyes.

"Weird fetishes? Definitely guys who have a prosthetic. For hobbies, I'd have to say. . .falling asleep, interests, currently, right? Current interests. . . you and knitting." Luka tapped his fingers on the table. "Don't insult the knitting part. You'll appreciate it one day. Your turn."

Axel nodded and smile, listening to Luka. "Well, let's see. You're also one of my current interests. . . I have a thing for reading, oh, and cards. Really anything, like birthday cards or just random cards that tell you how much someone appreciates you. I like making finger guns. . . " He trailed off, pausing to think. "As of now, I'm also part cyborg, so that's pretty nice."

Luka grinned. "Do you think this is a dream? I've been wondering about how I scored a date like you in such little time." His eyelids drooped and he shook his head, trying to stay awake. "Have I mentioned that I'm constantly tired during the day and super awake at night? It's exhausting, really." He leaned forward, studying Axel's beautiful eyes. "What's your favorite type of flower?"

"Sunflowers," Axel answered, resting his chin on the palm of his hands as he tilted his head to the side faintly. "Do you want to go? Are you too tired?"

"I'm always tired, Axel. Don't worry about it. I just mi-" Luka slumped onto the table, softly snoring. Seriously? After a few minutes, drool started coming out from the side of his mouth.