Get Back When I Tell You

Alex Summers Mutant (Independent XMFC RP blog. semi selective. everything tagged in case of NSFW) PLEASE READ THINGS TO KNOW AND HEADCANONS IF FOLLOWING

[ghostling]

Four Word . Prompts

“Please, come with me.”

“You’re always number one.”

“I can’t do this.”

“I won’t let you.”

“Maybe I’m just crazy.”

“I’m not even sorry.”

“Honestly, just stop it.”

“I believe in you.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Who were you with?”

“Please talk to me.”

“I can’t trust you.”

“I need you, though.”

“Don’t be fucking rude.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“So, it was you.”

“I need to go.”

“Just stay with me.”

“You can trust me.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

“Will you help me?”

“You’re a terrible cook.”

“Can you shut up!?”

“You love me, right?”

“I really need you.”

“I don’t love you.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“I really need you.”

“You don’t want me.”

“Let me help you.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

“I can’t do this.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Hey, I said stop!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“I don’t want this.”

“You always this quiet?”

“Are you fucking insane!?”

“I don’t want you.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Sorry, were you sleeping?”

“This was never right.”

“You look really tired.”

“I’m out of here.”

“You need to go.”

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

It's nearly two weeks later when Alex shows up in the hospital again, this time his shoulder clearly dislocated and looking pissed off especially when he notices Raleigh working from across the room. He kicks at a chair and plops down in it, cradling his arm to keep the pain down.

It never did take long for one of the staff to greet the incoming ER the patients, and Alex was no exception. 

“Mr. Summers?” Came the cautious voice of Dr. DeLuca. He’d recognized the man from the day he came in to be treated by Raleigh. After Alex had stormed out,  rumors had spread among the staff that the two had been engaged at one point but not anymore. The reason as to why they had broken it off wasn’t clear, but everyone had their hunches and no one was above sharing them. However wrong they were. “Wow, how did you manage to do that to your arm? I’ll get Dr. Becket.” 

Because obviously he felt Alex had come in to be treated by Raleigh.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

“Oh, you know. Went overseas to take a job of a lifetime and realized I missed my fiance too much so here I am…” He threw his hands up, letting the palms slap against his thighs as they walked. 

[plasmahulahooper]

He takes a slow breath after that, adjusting the ice pack on his shoulder to get it on where it hurts more. “I can’t just take you back after this. I don’t want you to think you can just be nice to me and I’ll just fall back into bed with you.” He doesn’t look over at him, looking at his feet as they walk.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

“I don’t  expect you to take me back. “ He said, eyes focused down the hallway, pace not slowing or quickening. “And I’m not being ‘nice’ to you to try and weasel my way into your good graces. You’ll know what you want eventually and you take all the time you need deciding. I’ll respect whatever you want to end up doing.” He paused at the corner. “I’ve gotta turn here…Hank said he’d help me work on a project for the hospital.”

[plasmahulahooper]

He doesn’t say anything for a long time, something curling and tightening in his chest in his surprise he isn’t expecting anything for now. There’s a moment where he almost feels disappointed he won’t be walking with him the rest of the way before he shoves it down, hating himself for even thinking that way after everything he put him through. “I think I can manage to get to my room on my own.”

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

“You’ve always managed before.” Raleigh said with a soft smile. “Don’t forget to pick up your meds.” He said, before rounding the corner. And not a moment too soon. Once he was out of eyesight, he pressed his back against the wall, threw his head back and let out a shaky breath. Eyes brimming with tears which threatened to spill. Clamping his palm over his mouth, he bit back the loud sob that wanted to escape. Staying there, pressed against the wall for a good three minutes, he waited until the need to sob passed before pushing of the wall, wiping his eyes and heading down the hall.

[plasmahulahooper]

“Yeah.” The thanks almost falls from his lips but it doesn’t quite make it, watching him walk away for a moment before he’s heading to his room after a brief stop to get his meds. He slams and locks the door to his room once he’s inside, staring at the bottle for a few moments before he opens it and shakes out a dose, then another. He takes them quickly and sits on his bed, throwing his jacket into the corner of his room before curling up on the bed.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

It's nearly two weeks later when Alex shows up in the hospital again, this time his shoulder clearly dislocated and looking pissed off especially when he notices Raleigh working from across the room. He kicks at a chair and plops down in it, cradling his arm to keep the pain down.

It never did take long for one of the staff to greet the incoming ER the patients, and Alex was no exception. 

“Mr. Summers?” Came the cautious voice of Dr. DeLuca. He’d recognized the man from the day he came in to be treated by Raleigh. After Alex had stormed out,  rumors had spread among the staff that the two had been engaged at one point but not anymore. The reason as to why they had broken it off wasn’t clear, but everyone had their hunches and no one was above sharing them. However wrong they were. “Wow, how did you manage to do that to your arm? I’ll get Dr. Becket.” 

Because obviously he felt Alex had come in to be treated by Raleigh.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

“Oh, you know. Went overseas to take a job of a lifetime and realized I missed my fiance too much so here I am…” He threw his hands up, letting the palms slap against his thighs as they walked. 

[plasmahulahooper]

He takes a slow breath after that, adjusting the ice pack on his shoulder to get it on where it hurts more. “I can’t just take you back after this. I don’t want you to think you can just be nice to me and I’ll just fall back into bed with you.” He doesn’t look over at him, looking at his feet as they walk.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

“I don’t  expect you to take me back. “ He said, eyes focused down the hallway, pace not slowing or quickening. “And I’m not being ‘nice’ to you to try and weasel my way into your good graces. You’ll know what you want eventually and you take all the time you need deciding. I’ll respect whatever you want to end up doing.” He paused at the corner. “I’ve gotta turn here…Hank said he’d help me work on a project for the hospital.”

[plasmahulahooper]

He doesn’t say anything for a long time, something curling and tightening in his chest in his surprise he isn’t expecting anything for now. There’s a moment where he almost feels disappointed he won’t be walking with him the rest of the way before he shoves it down, hating himself for even thinking that way after everything he put him through. “I think I can manage to get to my room on my own.”

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

It's nearly two weeks later when Alex shows up in the hospital again, this time his shoulder clearly dislocated and looking pissed off especially when he notices Raleigh working from across the room. He kicks at a chair and plops down in it, cradling his arm to keep the pain down.

It never did take long for one of the staff to greet the incoming ER the patients, and Alex was no exception. 

“Mr. Summers?” Came the cautious voice of Dr. DeLuca. He’d recognized the man from the day he came in to be treated by Raleigh. After Alex had stormed out,  rumors had spread among the staff that the two had been engaged at one point but not anymore. The reason as to why they had broken it off wasn’t clear, but everyone had their hunches and no one was above sharing them. However wrong they were. “Wow, how did you manage to do that to your arm? I’ll get Dr. Becket.” 

Because obviously he felt Alex had come in to be treated by Raleigh.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

“Oh, you know. Went overseas to take a job of a lifetime and realized I missed my fiance too much so here I am…” He threw his hands up, letting the palms slap against his thighs as they walked. 

[plasmahulahooper]

He takes a slow breath after that, adjusting the ice pack on his shoulder to get it on where it hurts more. “I can’t just take you back after this. I don’t want you to think you can just be nice to me and I’ll just fall back into bed with you.” He doesn’t look over at him, looking at his feet as they walk.

[plasmahulahooper]

[Text from Raleigh] wanna hear a joke to cheer you up?

[unsent text] Not really

[unsent text] Why do you care if I want to be cheered up

[text] I don’t really need to be cheered up.

[plasmahulahooper]

[text] So when are you gonna tell me a joke to cheer me up?

[plasmahulahooper]

[Text from Raleigh] wanna hear a joke to cheer you up?

[unsent text] Not really

[unsent text] Why do you care if I want to be cheered up

[text] I don’t really need to be cheered up.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

[Unsent text] stop being fucking stubborn.

[Unsent text] I know you’re hurting

[Text] humor me.

[plasmahulahooper]

[text] Fine.

[unsent text] I feel like I’m going to be glad you gave me the strong meds.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

[Text] Who’s the nicest dog on twitter?

[plasmahulahooper]

[unsent text] Jesus Christ.

[text] Who?

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

[Text] A golden re-tweeter

[plasmahulahooper]

[unsent text] Wow I’m so glad we’re broken up.

[text] ha.

[plasmahulahooper]

[Text from Raleigh] wanna hear a joke to cheer you up?

[unsent text] Not really

[unsent text] Why do you care if I want to be cheered up

[text] I don’t really need to be cheered up.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

[Unsent text] stop being fucking stubborn.

[Unsent text] I know you’re hurting

[Text] humor me.

[plasmahulahooper]

[text] Fine.

[unsent text] I feel like I’m going to be glad you gave me the strong meds.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

[Text] Who’s the nicest dog on twitter?

[plasmahulahooper]

[unsent text] Jesus Christ.

[text] Who?

[plasmahulahooper]

"Put that down! Now!"

“Why?” He holds it higher above his head so Charles won’t be able to reach if he tried, his fingers tightening around the handle almost threateningly. “What are you gonna do if I don’t?”

[they-call-me-professor-x-deacti]

Dammit all. 

“You know I could stop you if I wanted.” Huffed Charles, straining as he tried (foolishly he might add) to reach the weapon anyway. “Put the bloody thing down, you’re going to hurt yourself!” 

[plasmahulahooper]

“I’ve locked you out of my head before, Charles. I can do it again.” Alex takes a few steps back and his eyes are hard as he looks down at Charles. “Why do you care anyway? It’s not like you cared all that much a few months ago.”

[they-call-me-professor-x-deacti]

Hurt threatened to mar his features; Charles swallowed and held firm. “Don’t–please don’t say that. There was never a point I ceased to care for you.” Blue eyes searched Alex’s, sadness flushing each a brighter shade. “I’m sorry I’ve been unavailable but I–I did care. I do.” Please, he thought quietly, heart thumping harder in his chest, please put it down. 

[plasmahulahooper]

“You didn’t even try to stop me from getting drafted and I didn’t hear from you the whole time I was stuck over there.” There’s hurt behind his eyes that he tries to hide behind anger, his nails digging into his palm with how tightly he’s holding to the knife.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

It's nearly two weeks later when Alex shows up in the hospital again, this time his shoulder clearly dislocated and looking pissed off especially when he notices Raleigh working from across the room. He kicks at a chair and plops down in it, cradling his arm to keep the pain down.

It never did take long for one of the staff to greet the incoming ER the patients, and Alex was no exception. 

“Mr. Summers?” Came the cautious voice of Dr. DeLuca. He’d recognized the man from the day he came in to be treated by Raleigh. After Alex had stormed out,  rumors had spread among the staff that the two had been engaged at one point but not anymore. The reason as to why they had broken it off wasn’t clear, but everyone had their hunches and no one was above sharing them. However wrong they were. “Wow, how did you manage to do that to your arm? I’ll get Dr. Becket.” 

Because obviously he felt Alex had come in to be treated by Raleigh.

[plasmahulahooper]

He half shrugs and settles down in the chair so his arm sits more easily in his lap. “I got nowhere else to be now.” He still wishes someone else had helped him but he can’t lie and say he isn’t happy to see him somewhere deep down.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

Standing, he left the ER only to show up a few moments later out of scrubs and in his regular clothes. “I sent your script. We can pick it up on the way to your room.”

[plasmahulahooper]

He stands, a little surprised that he still wants to be around him after last time. “Great.” He hesitates and then smiles a tiny bit. “Thanks.” He adds after a moment, adjusting his jacket so he can get it on completely over the ice pack still on his shoulder.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

He waits for the man to get situated before stepping out if the hospital with him. “So..aside from the obvious dangerous job…anything exciting happen?”

[plasmahulahooper]

“You know me.” He says it a little dryly, not looking at him. “Just falling into bed with everyone I can.”

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

Raleigh was glad Alex couldn’t see his face, there had been a twinge of pain when the man said he was sleeping with people. But it had quickly vanished. “So you’ve been busy..”

[plasmahulahooper]

He rolls his eyes, annoyed he didn’t get that he was kidding. “Yeah, real busy.” He says it sarcastically and glances over his shoulder at him for a brief moment, part of him already regretting being alone with him. “What about you?”

[plasmahulahooper]

[Text from Raleigh] wanna hear a joke to cheer you up?

[unsent text] Not really

[unsent text] Why do you care if I want to be cheered up

[text] I don’t really need to be cheered up.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

[Unsent text] stop being fucking stubborn.

[Unsent text] I know you’re hurting

[Text] humor me.

[plasmahulahooper]

[text] Fine.

[unsent text] I feel like I’m going to be glad you gave me the strong meds.

[they-call-me-professor-x-deacti]

❣️ (*waves from afar*)

“Ah–Alex..?” Charles looked up, blue eyes wide and a touch baffled. He looked from the blond to his associate (strange, it was, to flirt openly with the same sex. No more hiding, eh?) mutants or otherwise.

Appreciation did not, however, lend solution to this unexpected…interruption.

“Something, er, something wrong..?”

[plasmahulahooper]

He straightens up a little and stands taller, his expression dropping to a glare and his arms tightening over his chest. His eyes flit around the room like he’s expecting to see people around them moving even though he can feel that Charles froze everyone.”I never said I wanted you to be miserable.”

His expression softens very slightly and he takes a slow breath. “Don’t forget I was one of the ones that helped you put yourself back together last time.” He reminds him, that front immediately dropping when he’s not in front of people he doesn’t know.

[they-call-me-professor-x-deacti]

He can’t…say he’s entirely surprised by this sudden shift. Alex wore many masks, had since their early days, together. And he was right, he was, the kinetic mutant stayed with him on the beach, in the to-be school…came back time and again when Charles needed him. Sometimes when he hadn’t realized it.

Maybe that’s why this hurt, he realized quietly. To see this sort of sabotage from such a dear companion. 

“…what is it, then.” Softer, fatigue in place of tenderness (or whatever it was the other man tucked into his words. He rubbed his chin, then let his arm fall. “Why do this to me?” 

[plasmahulahooper]

His hands drop to his sides but his fingers squeeze into fists and release a few times, his breath coming a little hard and quick before his eyes drop. “Forget it.” He sets his jaw and swallows hard, pushing up a barrier in his mind to stop him from being able to see what he’s hiding.

“Go ahead and fuck whoever you want.” He turns away from him and hides his carefully even expression, afraid of giving away anything after so long of pushing it all down.

[they-call-me-professor-x-deacti]

That hurt more than he’d care to admit. Charles physically recoiled, caught himself, and curled his hands around his arm rests. Something hot and uncomfortable was trying to make its way up his throat. 

“Alex…wait.” 

The words came out before he’d really thought about them. Wait? Wait why? For what? You know why, Charles. Ah yes. The haunting suffocation he’d wind up all alone again. You’ve got a school. 

It’s not the same. 

“Please, don’t–don’t walk away from me.”

[plasmahulahooper]

He stops immediately, his fingers flexing a few times before he can get himself under control enough to not give anything away. He turns his head to look over his shoulder and he almost crumbles with just one look at how hurt he is.

“Why?”

He asks after a moment, his eyes flicking over his face before dropping to the floor.

[plasmahulahooper]

[Text from Raleigh] wanna hear a joke to cheer you up?

[unsent text] Not really

[unsent text] Why do you care if I want to be cheered up

[text] I don’t really need to be cheered up.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

It's nearly two weeks later when Alex shows up in the hospital again, this time his shoulder clearly dislocated and looking pissed off especially when he notices Raleigh working from across the room. He kicks at a chair and plops down in it, cradling his arm to keep the pain down.

It never did take long for one of the staff to greet the incoming ER the patients, and Alex was no exception. 

“Mr. Summers?” Came the cautious voice of Dr. DeLuca. He’d recognized the man from the day he came in to be treated by Raleigh. After Alex had stormed out,  rumors had spread among the staff that the two had been engaged at one point but not anymore. The reason as to why they had broken it off wasn’t clear, but everyone had their hunches and no one was above sharing them. However wrong they were. “Wow, how did you manage to do that to your arm? I’ll get Dr. Becket.” 

Because obviously he felt Alex had come in to be treated by Raleigh.

[plasmahulahooper]

He half shrugs and settles down in the chair so his arm sits more easily in his lap. “I got nowhere else to be now.” He still wishes someone else had helped him but he can’t lie and say he isn’t happy to see him somewhere deep down.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

Standing, he left the ER only to show up a few moments later out of scrubs and in his regular clothes. “I sent your script. We can pick it up on the way to your room.”

[plasmahulahooper]

He stands, a little surprised that he still wants to be around him after last time. “Great.” He hesitates and then smiles a tiny bit. “Thanks.” He adds after a moment, adjusting his jacket so he can get it on completely over the ice pack still on his shoulder.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

He waits for the man to get situated before stepping out if the hospital with him. “So..aside from the obvious dangerous job…anything exciting happen?”

[plasmahulahooper]

“You know me.” He says it a little dryly, not looking at him. “Just falling into bed with everyone I can.”

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

It's nearly two weeks later when Alex shows up in the hospital again, this time his shoulder clearly dislocated and looking pissed off especially when he notices Raleigh working from across the room. He kicks at a chair and plops down in it, cradling his arm to keep the pain down.

It never did take long for one of the staff to greet the incoming ER the patients, and Alex was no exception. 

“Mr. Summers?” Came the cautious voice of Dr. DeLuca. He’d recognized the man from the day he came in to be treated by Raleigh. After Alex had stormed out,  rumors had spread among the staff that the two had been engaged at one point but not anymore. The reason as to why they had broken it off wasn’t clear, but everyone had their hunches and no one was above sharing them. However wrong they were. “Wow, how did you manage to do that to your arm? I’ll get Dr. Becket.” 

Because obviously he felt Alex had come in to be treated by Raleigh.

[plasmahulahooper]

He half shrugs and settles down in the chair so his arm sits more easily in his lap. “I got nowhere else to be now.” He still wishes someone else had helped him but he can’t lie and say he isn’t happy to see him somewhere deep down.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

Standing, he left the ER only to show up a few moments later out of scrubs and in his regular clothes. “I sent your script. We can pick it up on the way to your room.”

[plasmahulahooper]

He stands, a little surprised that he still wants to be around him after last time. “Great.” He hesitates and then smiles a tiny bit. “Thanks.” He adds after a moment, adjusting his jacket so he can get it on completely over the ice pack still on his shoulder.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

It's nearly two weeks later when Alex shows up in the hospital again, this time his shoulder clearly dislocated and looking pissed off especially when he notices Raleigh working from across the room. He kicks at a chair and plops down in it, cradling his arm to keep the pain down.

It never did take long for one of the staff to greet the incoming ER the patients, and Alex was no exception. 

“Mr. Summers?” Came the cautious voice of Dr. DeLuca. He’d recognized the man from the day he came in to be treated by Raleigh. After Alex had stormed out,  rumors had spread among the staff that the two had been engaged at one point but not anymore. The reason as to why they had broken it off wasn’t clear, but everyone had their hunches and no one was above sharing them. However wrong they were. “Wow, how did you manage to do that to your arm? I’ll get Dr. Becket.” 

Because obviously he felt Alex had come in to be treated by Raleigh.

[plasmahulahooper]

He half shrugs and settles down in the chair so his arm sits more easily in his lap. “I got nowhere else to be now.” He still wishes someone else had helped him but he can’t lie and say he isn’t happy to see him somewhere deep down.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

It's nearly two weeks later when Alex shows up in the hospital again, this time his shoulder clearly dislocated and looking pissed off especially when he notices Raleigh working from across the room. He kicks at a chair and plops down in it, cradling his arm to keep the pain down.

It never did take long for one of the staff to greet the incoming ER the patients, and Alex was no exception. 

“Mr. Summers?” Came the cautious voice of Dr. DeLuca. He’d recognized the man from the day he came in to be treated by Raleigh. After Alex had stormed out,  rumors had spread among the staff that the two had been engaged at one point but not anymore. The reason as to why they had broken it off wasn’t clear, but everyone had their hunches and no one was above sharing them. However wrong they were. “Wow, how did you manage to do that to your arm? I’ll get Dr. Becket.” 

Because obviously he felt Alex had come in to be treated by Raleigh.

[plasmahulahooper]

Alex frowns a tiny bit, opening his mouth to ask for the other doctor but he stops himself when Raleigh insists so hard he wants to do it himself. “Just do it.” He takes a few breaths, getting himself relaxed enough so he doesn’t end up getting hurt more. He figures if they get this done, the sooner he can leave and get back to his room.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

“On three.” He said to them both. “One, two-” On ‘two’ there was a sharp snap as he slid the bone back into its socket. “Deluca get an ice pack.” Raleigh ordered.

[plasmahulahooper]

He can’t help it, a loud yelp escaping his lips before he can stop it. He exhales softly through his teeth and reaches up to rub his shoulder where the ache is already starting to set in. “Shit.”

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

Deluca had returned with the ice pack, which Raleigh took from him. Fingers gently pulling the man’s jacket down to place it atop the sore shoulder. “Shouldn’t hurt for too much longer. Can you move your fingers?” He asked , still holding the ice pack steady.

[plasmahulahooper]

He huffs softly and lifts his arm, slowly curling his fingers into a fist a few times to show he’s able to move it. “Guess I can’t say no to painkillers this time.” He half laughs, dropping his arm back into his lap.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

“Not really.” He said with a grin, his hand still on the man’s shoulder. Seemingly unable to let go even though Alex could easily hold onto the pack. “My shifts over now…i can walk you back to you’re room.”

[plasmahulahooper]

“Better give me the good stuff then, doc. I don’t want to sit around if I’m not in pain.” He realizes abruptly that he’s still holding the ice and reaches up to push his hand away. “I hurt my arm not my leg.” He reminds him, part of him not wanting to be alone with him right now.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

It's nearly two weeks later when Alex shows up in the hospital again, this time his shoulder clearly dislocated and looking pissed off especially when he notices Raleigh working from across the room. He kicks at a chair and plops down in it, cradling his arm to keep the pain down.

It never did take long for one of the staff to greet the incoming ER the patients, and Alex was no exception. 

“Mr. Summers?” Came the cautious voice of Dr. DeLuca. He’d recognized the man from the day he came in to be treated by Raleigh. After Alex had stormed out,  rumors had spread among the staff that the two had been engaged at one point but not anymore. The reason as to why they had broken it off wasn’t clear, but everyone had their hunches and no one was above sharing them. However wrong they were. “Wow, how did you manage to do that to your arm? I’ll get Dr. Becket.” 

Because obviously he felt Alex had come in to be treated by Raleigh.

[plasmahulahooper]

Alex frowns a tiny bit, opening his mouth to ask for the other doctor but he stops himself when Raleigh insists so hard he wants to do it himself. “Just do it.” He takes a few breaths, getting himself relaxed enough so he doesn’t end up getting hurt more. He figures if they get this done, the sooner he can leave and get back to his room.

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

“On three.” He said to them both. “One, two-” On ‘two’ there was a sharp snap as he slid the bone back into its socket. “Deluca get an ice pack.” Raleigh ordered.

[plasmahulahooper]

He can’t help it, a loud yelp escaping his lips before he can stop it. He exhales softly through his teeth and reaches up to rub his shoulder where the ache is already starting to set in. “Shit.”

[ofpilotsanddoctors-a-deactivate]

Deluca had returned with the ice pack, which Raleigh took from him. Fingers gently pulling the man’s jacket down to place it atop the sore shoulder. “Shouldn’t hurt for too much longer. Can you move your fingers?” He asked , still holding the ice pack steady.

[plasmahulahooper]

He huffs softly and lifts his arm, slowly curling his fingers into a fist a few times to show he’s able to move it. “Guess I can’t say no to painkillers this time.” He half laughs, dropping his arm back into his lap.