Nicholas immediately regretted telling the man that he didn’t have to come in here, but his emotions had gotten the better of him. Small cheeks puffed up in his own shame and frustration, but he continued on with his general check as the other snapped back at him that he could just forget him. Not like he could now, the guilt would kill him if the guy never came back and dark brows furrowed even deeper.
“N-no, listen--” heavy sigh from held in air releases, hands pressing against Lazer’s shoulder and countering it with another at his back, one sharp push sends arm back into place and a loud (if not painful) pop! as he finishes. “There. Back in place and everything else is in order, change your chest bandage after a good shower and don’t stay in the hot water too long but-- but listen, please... If you get hurt again, please come back- or-- or even just--” hands dig quickly into his bag, hoping to get the card before the other managed to run off.
“If you don’t want to come here, I can come to you. It’s my job to help people, but it’s also just-- I just have to. So i mean it.” Nicholas holds out the card with his information, it’s nothing professional and there’s no address, only a name, number and title which did not yet have ‘Dr.’ in it. “If you decide to fuck off forever, that’s fine, but at leave keep the option there.”
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