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Slipping on his grey joggers, Max got dressed as he finished packing his belongings in his backpack; the bits and bobs Zoe and Robyn had brought him when they visited, the 'get well soon' cards sent to him from colleagues and friends. Slumping down into the chair Zoe once occupied, he watched the clock passively as he waited for her to pick him. With the permission from Robyn, Max was going to stay with Zoe until he was fully recovered.
Hearing the distant clicks of Zoe's famous heels clomping through the corridor, he stood up in preparation of her arrival as the footsteps gradually became louder.
"You're late" he moaned, running his hand over the shaved part of hair on the back of his head; the hair that had to removed to stitch his wound, that would one day form a scar.
"I know, I'm sorry" Zoe apologized as she took his bag from him, sliding her phone into the back pocket of her jeans, "how's my invalid?"
"Sore" he replied, taking a sip of water as Zoe sighed; she hated seeing him like this, in pain and not his usual self.
"Come on, let's get you home" she said, ushering him out of the hospital room.
As they made their way through the ED, they desperately tried to ignore the whispers singing from the nurses. Zoe glanced over at Max every so often, his eyes fixed on the floor as he focused on his stepping. Their arms brushed past one another's, hands threatening to intertwine but not wanting to show their love for each other publically, not just yet; people still needed time to adjust to their relationship, as did they.
Reaching the exit, Max suddenly stopped, flashbacks overpowering his mind. Noting he was no longer by her side, Zoe decreased her speed, pausing as she turned and looked back at him; his face full of worry and fear. Edging closer, she offered her held out for him to hold. Hesitating, he placed his hand within hers; their fingers lacing together as they crossed the car park to Zoe's Audi.
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Climbing out of his clothes and into Zoe's double bed, Max snuggled between the sheets as Zoe took a shower. Returning, she smiled inwardly warmly as she saw he'd drifted asleep. His fist clenched resting on his chest, the usual way he'd sleep. Giving her hair a thorough dry with the towel, she pulled her shorts and a plain vest top on and snuck in behind him. Carefully placing the gentlest kiss on his forming scar, she nuzzled his neck, pressing another light kiss on the soft skin she found. Throwing her arm around his waist and leg across his, she spooned him from behind as sleep overcame her.
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