Arthur/Gwen, Gwaine | Guinevere works at a hospital, Arthur is ignoring the 'No-Smoking Rule' and Gwaine just wants decent food. (2sam11)
No Smoking - Arthur/Gwen, Gwaine - PG
"Arthur, what the hell? You quit smoking years ago!" Gwaine exclaims, seeing Arthur outside the hospital. "It also says 'No Smoking.'"
"Father had a stroke," Arthur says, taking a pull on his cigarette. "A really bad one."
"Oh, mate, I'm sorry, I…"
"I know, you didn't know." He stubs the half-smoked cigarette against the building and throws it into the rain-wet bushes. "Why are you here?"
"I… um… volunteer in the children's cancer ward one night a week," he admits quietly. His deep, dark secret. "Was just off to find some decent food."
Arthur looks surprised. "Good on you, mate. That's brilliant. Do you read them stories and stuff?"
"Yeah. Play games. Sometimes I let the girls do my hair," he chuckles. "Whatever makes them happy. Sometimes they just want to watch SpongeBob."
Arthur looks at him.
"It's hilarious," Gwaine says.
Arthur nods.
"Arthur! I just heard, oh, God!" Guinevere bursts through the door, a flurry of lavender scrubs, and throws her arms around Arthur. "Is he okay?"
"No," Arthur says into her neck, wrapping his arms around her tightly.
"Hey, Gwaine," Gwen says once Arthur releases her. "How's Gavin?"
"Not good, but we played Trouble. He kicked my arse."
Gwen chuckles. Arthur isn't surprised Gwen knows. A pediatric surgeon, she probably got him the job.
"Mr. Pendragon?" a nurse pokes her head out of the doors.
"Yeah," Arthur says. Gwen takes his hand. Gwaine loops his arm around Arthur's shoulders and they all head inside.