(Haha ok, I had thought of this before but I was too lazy to say anything, but an anon pointed it out….
So the noise problem, let's just say they were lucky that no one was passing by, because I mean come on, it was like…pfftttt 3 a.m. (or in my head it was haha) and who knows, maybe someone over heard and was kind of like…
Whelp sounds like they are busy
Because I mean, if I was a nurse and I heard that going on, I'd probably be like "HAVE FUN" and run off and probably trip over a wheel chair. Maybe that's why I'm not going to be a nurse though…but annyyywayyyy you do whatever you want. If you feel like your that person who overheard them do that :D)
You wake up to rays of light filtering in through the dingy curtains. Dust particles are floating without purpose through the undisturbed air.
Turning your head to the side, you look over to see John still fast asleep. The way he's curled up with his hands under his head and his buck teeth poking over his lower lip makes you smile. John's face looks completely unperturbed.
You're not really sure how long you lay there staring at him, taking in his thin face, but eventually you hear a small noise come from the back of his throat and his eyes squint together slightly as he raises a hand to rub at them. He slowly opens his eyes and they are a dazzling shade of blue in the given light.
He smiles up at you after he comes into full consciousness. You close the short distance to plant a small kiss on his forehead. "Good morning John," you smile at him as you pull away. "Good morning Dave," he yawns slightly and his eyes crinkle up.
He leans up, then remembering last night, looks down to see that he's completely naked. John turns a bright red color before covering himself up futilely with the bed's blankets. "Nothing I haven't seen already," you laugh out, cracking a grin. "Shut up," he growls, looking like he's contemplating how to get up.
"Want me to carry you?" you ask and before he can respond, you bridle style pick him up. He yelps and clings to your neck like a lifeline. "Daaaaaaveeee," he whines, "put me downnnnnn."
"No can do. Trust me, you're not going to feel like walking for a bit," you reply. He makes a frustrated noise as you enter the bathroom and set him on his feet in front of the toilet. John seems to test his weight out and winces slightly when he moves wrong; you give him an apprehensive look and he waves you off. "It really doesn't hurt as much as it's just….weird," he states before adding, "Now get out Dave, I really have to piss and I don't need your help with that!"
He chases you out of the bathroom and you hear the click of the lock behind you. "I could still get in that bathroom no problem if I wanted," you mutter to yourself as you walk over and pull out your clothes from dresser. You're having your last chemo session today so theoretically you can leave the hospital pretty soon. Of course you aren't going to leave John there alone though.
You hear the shower come on, and you really can't blame John, he probably had more dried cum on him than you. To be a good person, you go over to John's side of the room and grab some underpants for him; then you head over and lay them by the bathroom door.
You flop back onto your bed and pull your laptop with you to bide the time until you can take your own shower.
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About fifteen minutes later John pokes his head out of the door and smiles brightly when he sees the boxers waiting for him. He slips back in for a minute then emerges to go searching for more clothes.
"I figured I would go ahead and do my stuff since you take forever," he states as he finds a shirt and goes to look for pants.
"Hey, I don't take that long," you reply, making sure to sound hurt and making a fake pouty face.
You slide off the bed and stretch languidly to go take your own ablutions.
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After you finally emerge forty five minutes later with steam coming off your skin, you find John on his bed with Casey scampering around on his now clothed stomach. "Playing with our daughter?" you joke and John smiles fondly, "Yeah," he replies simply.
You walk over and press a button on your cell phone. "Ah damn, I've got to go to that therapy session, you're going to be here when I get back though right?" you ask, turning to look at him again. He rolls his eyes up in though, pausing in his actions. "uuuuh….Actually I think I'm meeting up with the doctor to tell me how the surgery is going to be handled tomorrow, but I'll be back after that," he says, rolling his eyes back down to meet them with your gaze.
"Ok, I'll see you whenever then," you reply before snatching up your shades and sliding them on.
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"It'll be ok Dave, I'm not going to die in surgery, sheeeeeeeesh," he drones out, rolling his eyes for emphasis. You press your mouth into a thin line in reply. "Seriously Dave, it'll just be a few hours. I just probably won't feel like moving after, I'm assuming at least," he rolls his eyes up in thought, looking at the ceiling.
"I'm still allowed to worry, Egbert," you deadpan out, your shades successfully camouflaging the worry in your eyes. He gives you his famous dorky smile and chuckles before leaning up to kiss the tip of your nose.
As he's withdrawing from you, both of you freeze as you hear a knock on the door. "Mr. Egbert, it's time to go," a female voice calls through the door. John sighs heavily and you see the joking attitude drain from him. "I'll walk with you," you tightly smile, clasping his hand in yours.
"Thanks," he replies, looking a little relieved.
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You wring your hands together nervously in your lap, your foot giving a sporadic beat. You could wait more comfortably in your room; it really isn't that far down the hall. It would probably be possible to pass the time faster and cut your needless worrying down by half.
But no, you are going to stay right here. You know John would want you to even though he will not be conscious when he comes out, or you assume he won't be.
Time somehow passes and you hear some voices just beyond the door. You raise your head up to watch and finally a few people emerge and look to see you. "I'm guessing you're here to see John, eh?" the doctor asks and you've never seen this one before, he must specialize in this area.
"Yeah, I am," you reply, standing up and shoving your pale slender fingers into your pockets.
The doctor nods and then proceeds talking, "well, good news, the operation was a success. If John's body accepts it, he should be in the clear." You give the doctor a look, "What if it doesn't accept it?" you finally ask, hating to break your usual silence.
He gets a bit of an uneasy look on his face. "Well, try to be positive," he says and you just glare at him. He must feel it through your shades because he shifts slightly and holds his palms out in surrender. "Ok, well, if engraftment doesn't take place like planned, if his body isn't exactly compatible, either it won't do anything and or he could get infection. Which infection can be minor or major, it really depends on the person, but we'll be watching him carefully," he gives a solemn look and turns to go back in.
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You smile as John drowsily opens his blue eyes. "Well good morning sleeping beauty," you smirk at him as you stand to walk to his side. They'd had to push the beds apart to make room to put John on his since he was determined to stay out cold.
He lets a sloppy grin slip onto his face as he blinks his eyes a few times, finally focusing them on you.
"Uggh I'm still tired," he whines, sitting up. "You didn't have to get anesthesia did you? They are able to put the IV in with you awake right?" You ask, arching one slim eyebrow up.
"Uh, yeah like I'm going to watch them do that shit, uhhhhh noooo," he replies, swinging his legs off the bed. He grins up at you, rocking forward on his tip toes to kiss the tip of your nose. You ruffle your hand on his scalp and he waves your hand off with a playfully annoyed looks and scampers off to the bathroom.
You really hope this surgery turns for the better.
(This was supposed to be the last chapter but I just couldn't figure out how to make them fit right so whoops, so you get another chapter (and then maybe another, not sure, I have to think some)(I'm just so tired recently u_u))