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dreamlikenewyork2019-04-27 02:50 pm
maybethatsalie) wrote in dreamlikenewyork2019-04-27 02:50 pm
"Who cares for medication when you've worn away the cure."
Who: Noah Fitzpatrick and Euan Fitzpatrick
What: Favours
Where: Hotel in NYC
When: After this and this
Noah tried to be as quiet and careful as possible when he climbed out of bed to go into the bathroom where it was light to text Euan. The hotel room was dark with the blinds drawn and when he woke up, he and Wesley were wrapped up in the bed together. They both had the fluffy bathrobes on and the the blankets were a messy pile at the end of the bed. Wes was still asleep and Noah didn’t want to wake him. He wouldn’t have even moved at all save for the fact his smartwatch buzzed with a reminder he was due his afternoon medication and it wasn't something he could miss. Wes’s phone kept buzzing too but it was turned down and it was only the vibration making a noise. It wasn’t loud enough to wake him either.
He made the mistake of lying down again after he went back to the bed and must have dozed off again. The knock at the hotel room door woke him up and he quickly checked to make sure it didnt disturb Wes, who was still crashed out and snoring softly. Cute snores, not the sort that made you want to push someone out of bed and duct tape a pillow to their face. Careful not to wake Wes, he got up and went to get the door. Euan was standing there holding a travel pill box, eyebrow raised in question.
"I know. I know how this looks. Hold on a minute, I gotta find my jeans..." Noah whispered and went to rake around in the limited hallway light coming through the door. There was no way in living hell Euan would just drop the pills off and let this pass without expectation, due to both Noah's past dangers and Euan's ever-ready fatherly protection (with a side order of cop overprotection). Regardless of all that, these days, Noah usually confiding in Euan about everything and this was definitely something he could use a healthy dose of Euan's rough-and-ready Irish wisdom.
What: Favours
Where: Hotel in NYC
When: After this and this
Noah tried to be as quiet and careful as possible when he climbed out of bed to go into the bathroom where it was light to text Euan. The hotel room was dark with the blinds drawn and when he woke up, he and Wesley were wrapped up in the bed together. They both had the fluffy bathrobes on and the the blankets were a messy pile at the end of the bed. Wes was still asleep and Noah didn’t want to wake him. He wouldn’t have even moved at all save for the fact his smartwatch buzzed with a reminder he was due his afternoon medication and it wasn't something he could miss. Wes’s phone kept buzzing too but it was turned down and it was only the vibration making a noise. It wasn’t loud enough to wake him either.
He made the mistake of lying down again after he went back to the bed and must have dozed off again. The knock at the hotel room door woke him up and he quickly checked to make sure it didnt disturb Wes, who was still crashed out and snoring softly. Cute snores, not the sort that made you want to push someone out of bed and duct tape a pillow to their face. Careful not to wake Wes, he got up and went to get the door. Euan was standing there holding a travel pill box, eyebrow raised in question.
"I know. I know how this looks. Hold on a minute, I gotta find my jeans..." Noah whispered and went to rake around in the limited hallway light coming through the door. There was no way in living hell Euan would just drop the pills off and let this pass without expectation, due to both Noah's past dangers and Euan's ever-ready fatherly protection (with a side order of cop overprotection). Regardless of all that, these days, Noah usually confiding in Euan about everything and this was definitely something he could use a healthy dose of Euan's rough-and-ready Irish wisdom.