Stainless white walls were of the many comforts that Ren grown accustomed to throughout the years of constant medical surveillance. Whether it be for his career or own health, he had been through the halls of hospitals in either scrubs or gowns, making commute between officers or rooms. Being acclimated to his surroundings also meant that familiar faces began popping around, especially younger medical students, whenever he arrived and was seated, waiting on an appointment for either his own health or another patient’s health. This time, he had been in to check on bloodwork after his annual checkup.
Seated in the open-mouthed office, waiting for his turn, Ren had been minding himself and sitting up properly, shoulders flat and his hands resting between his washed jeans. His thumbs twirled a bit as the young man took a deep breath, closing his eyes for the moment. Thankfully, he had taken the time to prepare for the exam as he drank plenty of water, but, he was beginning to regret what time he scheduled his appointment. Had he dared to imagine his, his own stomach was beginning to lowly growl like a Pomeranian. The bluenette shakes his head and reclines his head back against the wall, gazing at the spotless ceiling.
Softly brushing against the floor, the man’s attention is once more drawn to his front. He didn’t need to second guess his choice whenever the other mused in a greeting. The man lowered his head. Untangling his hands in his wait, the older man waved towards the medical student and sat up more properly.
“Henry,” a fond nod was given in the direction of the dusty-haired male. Golden hues skimmed over the figure of the other and he mused himself in the peculiar colors that the other had worn. Usually, Ren’s scrubs were the basic light blue. Besides that difference, both of them had carried a soft smile throughout the work – at least, when Ren was working in the wards.
“Yeah, I’m here for bloodwork. I take it you’re on break?” The man mused with his inquiry, pleasantly surprised but content over meeting other familiar faces in the hospital. While he hadn’t been truly a major presence in the hospital for several years, he had been remained working under them. “It’s going to be a while until I’m called, would you like to sit me?”
A familiar face was indeed nice to see, especially since fellow interns and the nurses and doctors they shadowed weren’t usually the conversational type -- at least not when there was work to be done. Lifting a hand and wiggling his fingers in a wave of response, Henry seemed to speed up a little as he walked closer, practically bouncing his way towards the blue-haired man with a pep in his step.
“Mhm~”, he hummed with a nod, shoving both hands in the deep pockets of his lab coat (unnecessary, but aesthetic) now he was standing closeby. “Lunch just started!”
Which was odd, considering his lack of any food as well as being nowhere near the cafeteria, but who could argue with a need to stretch one’s legs before heading back to work instead of a meal? Well, Ren could, possibly, but Henry would insist he was perfectly fine, as always, with another beaming grin to prove it.
“Here alone, huh? That’s fine, I don’t mind staying with you until you’re done.” With that, Henry plopped himself down into the seat besides the other. “Unless you’re hungry too, in which case I can point out all the cafeteria foods that won’t kill you before they’re all gone, nyaha.”
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