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

Started June 05, 2018 by Deleted user

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"You'll excuse me for being concerned," Cass said in a clipped tone, "since I am paying for Lana to be here. I don't want her running with the wrong crowd." She looked Thorn up and down. "Got it?"

Thorn gave a quick nod as her weight shifted to one side, "Loud and clear lady."

"Now, here you go," She turned back to Lana, handing her a small cup. "Urine sample. Go. The nurse is down the hall. Although, your eyes are dilated. It's not a secret."

Lana shook her head desperately. "My eyes are dilated because…b-because…" she looked to Thorn for help.

"Really? I wanted to be hot and sexy, but I guess I can't have everything. Especially since I have you already." Luka brushed his lips across Axel's knuckles, gazing up at him with star-filled eyes.

Thorn blurted out quickly, "Because she likes me."

She covered her mouth worried she said the wrong thing. She always said the wrong thing.

"It's worked before. He bribed the military into taking me after my first psych exam fucked me over," Kaz hummed, walking out of the elevator and through the bar. Since it was midday it was totally empty, what with Cas being nocturnal

Vaughn hummed softly in response. He gave Kaz’s hand a squeeze and walked to the front door. He opened he door for Kaz, stepping outside after him.

Kaz led them over to the bike, but stopped as he suddenly remembered that it was in a state of disrepair. “Uh…” he began, running a hand through his hair as he tried to think of how they were going to get to the hospital

“We could always walk, it’s a nice day out,” Vaughn suggested. Kaz looked stressed by the idea of not knowing how they were supposed to get to the hospital. The last thing he wanted to see was Kaz stressed over something so simple.

Kaz sighed. “Yeah. Yeah, that’s a thing we could do. My fat ass needs the exercise anyways,” he chuckled, beginning to walk away from the parking lot and towards the road that took them to the hospital

Vaughn frowned heavily at Kaz, his expression serious. “You aren’t fat at all,” he argued in a low tone. He tighted his grip a tad as he walked with Kaz. He really hoped that Kaz was joking. He could put up with a lot, but not Kaz saying things like that about himself.

“Oh, stop it. All I do is laze around smoking and drinking and zapping people. Think that qualifies me as fat,” Kaz protested with a scoff. He drummed the fingers of his free hand against his thigh absently as they walked

“That’s not true so quit it. Remember, I’ve seen you stark naked, and you are not fat,” Vaughn shot back, still frowning heavily. He didn’t like how Kaz kept calling himself fat. He loved Kaz, and it upset him when he said things like that.

“Okay, okay,” Kaz chuckled, giving Vaughn’s hand a small squeeze. He didn't like to admit, or hint at his body image issues, but sometimes he just couldn’t help himself

Vaughn hummed, lips pursed into a frown. “You aren’t fat,” he grumbled one last time, more to himself. He tugged Kaz closer to him, falling silent as they walked. He could easily picture what Kaz looked at unclothed, and to Vaughn, Kaz looked absolutely perfect.

“Alright, tall dark an handsome, I’m not fat,” Kaz assured him, stuffing his free hand in his pocket as they walked. A small smile worked its way onto his face at the assurance. Being told he looked alright was actually a rather nice change

Vaughn finally seemed to calm down a bit, nodding. “That’s right,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of Kaz’s head. He gave Kaz’s hand a gentle squeeze, rubbing the back of his hand with his thumb. “Sorry for arguing.”

“No, it’s fine. Sometimes I need someone to bug me until I shut up about hating myself,” Kaz assured him, though he felt his throat tighten quickly at the realization of what he had just said. He had just told Vaughn he hated himself. Like some cliche, stereotypical idiot

“You hate yourself?” Vaughn asked, frowning once again. He didn’t understand, Kaz was amazing. How could he hate himself? The thought that Kaz hates himself just upset him. And even more so because Vaughn hadn’t noticed that Kaz felt that way.

“Just…Forget I said anything,” Kaz mumbled, fixing his gaze on the pavement below him as fear and anxiety curled in his chest. He had ruined everything. Again. He almost felt like dissolving into the ground and never showing his face again

“Kaz, I’m not going to forget about that,” Vaughn said, stopping and looking at Kaz. “How could you possibly hate yourself? What’s wrong?”

“I’m a depressed, anxious piece of shit who ran out of the cash to pay for my meds two months ago. Seriously, Vaughn, it’s fine,” Kaz argued before trying to tug Vaughn back into walking down the sidewalk again

Vaughn stood stiff, pulling Kaz back to him. “We need to talk about this. Keeping it inside is not going to help at all,” he said, the frown still lingering on his lips.

“Yes because we are going to talk about my comically crippling depression in the middle of the sidewalk,” Kaz said sarcastically. “Let’s just get the hospital bribed into your home therapy, okay?” he pleaded, wanting to sink into the sidewalk more and more

“Fine. But we aren’t done having this talk. When we get the home therapy, we are continuing talking about this,” Vaughn pointed out, beginning to walk down the sidewalk again.

“Yeah. Sure,” Kaz mumbled. He glanced down the road, both grateful and dreading that they were only a five minute walk away. He was excited to get Vaughn to move in with him, sure, but he absolutely didn’t want to talk about his depression