Hex

[london_spy]

from here

"I don't want the drink as bad as you do," Danny replied, and it was as much a pointed remark as it was a challenge. It had been a long time, but he knew what happened when he pushed Hex. He knew, and he wanted it.

 

If they were going to burn, it ought to be a damn good blaze.

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[london_spy]

"You're not on duty, you shouldn't be touching that!" Danny laughed, the action only promoting another coughing fit.

[just_hex]

"I do what I like," he replied with a grin. It faded the second Danny began to cough. He could hear the rattle of it from here. He didn't need to listen closer to his chest.

[london_spy]

A doctor came in eventually, confirming what Danny had feared. He'd be staying the night. After all that waiting, it took no time at all to get him into a hospital gown and into a room- Thankfully not one he'd have to share.

He hated being on a drip, hated the stupid oxygen mask, and though he was trying not to fuss, it was clear Danny was not in high spirits as he lay quietly in the hospital bed.

[just_hex]

Hex stayed with him through it all. It wasn't until Danny was settled in bed, on a drip of saline and antibiotics and masked with oxygen, that he sat on the edge of the bed and touched him tenderly.

"I'll stay if you want. I don't want to leave you alone," he said. "I can go get your things in the morning."

[london_spy]

Tugging on the mask, Danny pulled off his oxygen so he could speak.

"You don't have to stay. I was being a coward before," he said, shaking his head. "I know you've got better things to do than sit here all day and night with me, Hex. I'll be alright."

[just_hex]

"Danny, I've got nothing 'better' to do," he replied. "I want to be here with you. By your side. Put your oxygen back on and lay back."

[london_spy]

"You could work on your book, you could get proper rest. You could see your mates, see a film... I can make you a list of things that are better than sitting here watching me suck on air, Hex," Danny countered.

[just_hex]

"But I don't want to do any of that," he said simply. "I want to be with you. It's shit, being in hospital alone. The least I can do is stay with you. Don't ask me to go, Danny."

[london_spy]

"Alright, alright," Danny sighed, reaching out for Hex's hand. "I just never want you to feel obligated to be here."

Because here was a place Danny knew he could eventually wind up being more often than not. This was just a bad cold, and he'd be out soon enough- But if he didn't get his shit together soon, he knew he could be back again in no time.

[just_hex]

"I'm here because I want to be. Because my place is by your side," Hex said, holding Danny's hand. "I love you, Danny. This is where I'm meant to be."

[london_spy]

Danny smiled softly at that, but guilt chewed at him still as he slipped the mask back on and settled back in.

Hex deserved so much more than this.

[just_hex]

Hex pushed Danny's hair back and kissed his forehead.

"You should rest," he said. "I'll watch telly or summat. The nurse will be in soon enough to get your vitals."