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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"I won't leave your side," he promised. "Not for a minute."
The car rolled up and Hex took Danny's hand.
"It's going to be alright."
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Taking the offered hand, Danny could only hope Hex was right as he followed him into the car.
It was a short ride to the hospital, and Danny was silent most of the way. By the time they reached A&E he was coughing hard again, and trying to ignore the crackling sound he heard every time he took a breath.
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The nurse took them into triage and got Danny's vitals. A listen to his chest and a couple questions about his positive status and they were ushered into a room, only to wait. And wait.
Hex paced a bit.
"I'm sure they'll be here soon," he said, trying to be reassuring.
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"Go home. Pack me a bag. ...They're going to keep me overnight," he said quietly. "I've got fluid on my chest, I can feel it."
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"Let's get some oxygen on you," he said, rather than agree to go. He found a mask and attached it to the wall. Oxygen began to hiss quietly.
"We'll worry about a bag later. Right now I'm more worried about making sure you're stable."
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"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.
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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.
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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."
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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."
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"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."
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"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."
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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.
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"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."
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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.
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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."