dreamlikenewyork | Jan. 29th, 2017

Who: Beau Watson-Shaw and Zeke Wyatt
What: Dr. Yoda in da' house
Where: Pediatric Spinal Unit, Mount Sinai
When: Saturday morning

Of course Beau didn't mind at all helping a kid out who'd had cancer. That was the whole reason he did this job. He was still studying to specialise in Pediatric Oncology, even if it had been put on hold while he battled leukemia for a second time in his life. He had been gradually getting back on track, but Pediatric Oncology was where his heart was at. But yes, he had to try to go through puberty in the wake of chemotherapy so he knew all-too-well the challenges this Zeke kid was facing. Justin had called him up and explained the situation, and then got his new boyfriend (Beau had NO idea happened there, but he was so far behind the Eight Ball, it wasn't funny) to send him through a picture of the kid he was looking out for.

Beau finished his night shift and planned to see if he could find Zeke that morning before he went home to bed. Shannon was in the hospital. Beau knew that via Nate, who was his main doctor at the moment while Shannon was in serious but stable condition. He would remain that way until the spinal surgeon felt confident Shannon could be moved without risking permanent paralysis. Shannon was Zeke's cousin, so he was going to be emotionally wiped out as it was. That was okay. That was also something Beau was well-versed in handling.

Beau chatted with the girls at the desk for a few moments and then showed them Zeke's photo on his phone, seeing if the kid was around that morning. They directed him to one of the quieter waiting rooms at the end of the ward that had views over the park. Zeke was sitting in there alone, staring out the window. "Hey, buddy. Have I got a Zeke here? I'm Beau. Sasha put out a Batcall through Justin that you might need someone to have a bit of a on the QT chat?"

Who: Zeke Wyatt and Will Jackson
What: When your pal decides to not maim someone's testicles
Where: Justin's place
When: Sunday

Turns out, Sasha was a feisty bitch when he wasn't feeling well. What went down was that Zeke received a text from Justin, and he did have a bit of an embarrassing fangirl moment, because this was the first time ever he had spoken to a famous person. Not that he would admit to that. By the time he met Justin in person, he would be cool as a cucumber, not say anything stupid, and remember to filter before he opened his mouth. At least, that was the plan. Of course, when he did arrive at Justin's place to hang out for a bit, he told Justin he liked his shoes, called his dog Nemo, and accidentally farted - loudly - when he bent over to pet her. Like totally cool, Zeke. All the smoothness awards to you.

Thankfully, Justin just laughed. They were all teenage boys, what was not to laugh about farting? Which was a relief to Zeke because sometimes he couldn't help a sneaky one slipping out ever since he had been sick. It was actually an ice breaker, and it was the nudge Zeke needed to realise Justin wasn't just a famous person on a pedestal. He was friendly normal guy who was Sasha's boyfriend, and he welcomed Zeke without any hesitation. Sasha was full of the flu. He was in Justin's Ninja Turtle pyjamas because they were comfortable and warm but didn't make him sweat. Zeke thought that was sweet. How cool must it be to have a boyfriend or girlfriend you could share clothes with?

Sash had a terrible cough, though. The normal flu-y stuff was there. His voice was hanging on by a thread, his nose was blocked and he looked sick. But it had gone into his chest. The cough was rattly and the coughing fits took a bit for him to get through. Zeke nearly left because Sash just looked like he needed to be in bed, but that was when Justin said that someone was coming over who Zeke could maybe, if he wanted to (but didn't have to), talk to about the issue in his pants. The one that had nothing to do with accidental farting. Sasha wasn't really up to speed on what was happening, but whoa, did he flip his shit when Justin said it was some dude called Will.

From Sasha's Emphatic Protests, Zeke realised this Will was Justin's ex, the one who punched him. Justin also seemed to agree with him on the displeasure about the whole thing and said if Will was still being a twonk testicle, it was game over. Twonk testicle may be the best insult Zeke ever heard, and Justin scored more cool points just from that. But Sasha was intent on making his point that he didn't want Will anywhere near Zeke. In fact, he wanted to punch him in the balls for hitting him and blaming him for his and Justin's break-up.

The bottom line was, apparently this Will, the twonk testicle, had cancer before and probably some of the same issues along the way. Zeke had met plenty of people who had cancer before. But there was no one he really thought he could just flop a conversation out there about, well, a floppy dick. He wasn't even sure he could do it with this dude, especially considering he punched Sasha. But then Will arrived and what ensued was a really awkward long few moments where Sasha looked like he wanted to throw all the remotes to the expensive home theatre set up at Will's head, and maybe let Dory take a wiz on his foot.

"Dude, it's cool. If he punches me, I'll punch him right back," Zeke offered, trying let Sasha know that it was sweet he was protective, but he didn't have to worry. He said this in front of Will and Justin too. He didn't care. If the guy was going to be an ass about shit, he didn't want to talk to him anyway. He would rather know that he was than waste either of their time. A lot of it was taken out of their hands. Sasha started to cough again, and it sounded awful. He was coughing so much, he actually started to throw up. Justin was a sweetheart. Got a trash can to him before he could mess himself up, had water for him to try to ease the pain in Sasha's throat to stop the coughing.

Justin said there was a garden on the rooftop they could go up to talk... if they wanted to. He took Sasha back to bed, and that left Will and Zeke alone. That was even more awkward now Zeke knew who he was. He was torn between a whole 'Thanks, but no thanks' situation or going with the flow and seeing what happened. There would have to be more than a mutual floppy dicks to carry on a meaningful conversation, though. So, he agreed to talk to Will one-on-one up in the garden. It might have been a buffer to have Dory, but she had been sticking to Sasha like glue from the moment Zeke had arrived. That was her job. She usually took care of Justin, but Sasha was part of Justin now, so he was her job too. Coolest pup ever.

Zeke sat on one of the sunlounges and zipped his coat up a little more against the chill. "So, what, did you cheat on Justin or something?" Filter, Zeke. Where's your fucking filter? Either way, he was new to this entire situation, and independent of it all. He wanted to understand. There was some glimmer of hope here, and that was that Justin still suggested he and Will talk, regardless, which meant Justin clearly still cared about Will as a friend. That said a lot.

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