just_muse_me | 8.1.3. Charles Dudley Warner quote

8.1.3. “The excellence of a gift lies in its appropriateness rather than in its value.” - Charles Dudley Warner

Co-written with sexyinscrubs

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Pat pulled out of the deep kiss and stroked his fingers along Aiden’s cheek. “Do you mind if we have a night off tonight, darling? I’m buggered from the trip. I feel like I could sleep for a week.” He stretched and then settled in against Aiden’s side with his ankle hooked over Aiden’s leg.

“Nope,” Aiden confirmed with a tired smile. “I’m about ready to join you in that quest.” He pressed another kiss to Pat’s lips and relaxed under the covers himself.

Pat’s eyebrows rose with a smirk. “Why Aiden Lewis, did I hear you right? Are you actually going to attempt something as appalling as slowing down? That’s surely an event worthy of a sacrificial ritual with pig’s blood on a full moon, no?”

( “Cheeky bastard,” Aiden sniggered and squeezed Pat’s bare hip... )

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Word Count | 607

muse_shuffle | November Disc Two

Track 12. Oh I know everything that I do tonight // Means nothing if I don't succeed
(Jebediah – ‘Animal’)

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Aiden felt sick. It was taking all his effort not to cry as he paced back and forth in the corridor of the Emergency Room. He had tried to prepare for this, but it was impossible. He just couldn’t shake the image of Pat lying at the bottom of the shower, blood mixing with the water as it seeped down the drain.

Last night seemed to be the start of it, but there was no reason to think Pat wasn’t just tired from the trip and needed a good night’s sleep. Pat obviously had no indication to think otherwise either or he would have mentioned feeling off. Aiden’s abrupt 4.30am wake up call of Pat being violently sick in the en suite bathroom hadn’t even rung warning bells. The favoured explanation for that was Pat ate something on the plane back from Mexico that didn’t agree with him. Three near misses and a casualty of Egyptian cotton sheets later, Pat crawled back into bed at around eight am, stomach now completely empty, and fell into a deep sleep. Aiden did everything he needed to help, with Pat repeatedly assuring him he was okay. He didn’t exactly think he would fill the nurse shoes or scrubs with quite the same finesse as his boyfriend did, but he did his damnest, teetering on the edge of helplessness the whole time.

( Two hours later, Pat woke up again and this time something was off... )

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Word Count | 901