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Jeff Hinton ([personal profile] lastfirstkiss) wrote in [community profile] dreamlikenewyork2015-09-04 09:51 am

"You sound like you're sick..."

Who? Jeff Hinton and Nick Matheson
What? Stepping in to lend a helping hand
When? After THIS
Where? Nick's apartment

Jeff wasn't exactly sure what to expect when he arrived at Nick's studio. The other guy had told him he was feeling pretty shit, and his brain was sort of foggy, which had made Jeff's decision for him. If Nick had just said he wasn't feeling well, but just wanted a lie down, Jeff would've understood and left him to it. But he'd openly admitted that he was planning to call someone to take him to the hospital, though he wasn't sure that he knew what he should be doing. Which again, set Jeff off with a red flag that Nick might really need someone to come and get him. So he'd decided then and there that he was going to go, collect Nick, and get him to the hospital as soon as possible.

He didn't drive often. Most people in the City didn't, as travelling by public transport was usually faster and more cost effective, but this was a hospital situation, and Jeff wasn't making Nick walk to the train to get there. So he drove over to Nick's in his beloved Honda Civic, and rang the buzzer on the door. He hoped like hell Nick could hear him.
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[personal profile] artsdesire 2015-09-11 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
It was awkward, no doubt about that. Nick was glad when a nurse came to take his obs again, which would happen like clockwork every fifteen minutes until his test results came back and they started to fuck about with his infusions to get his system in equilibrium again. But soon enough, he and Jeff were left alone again. They hadn't even slept together yet and then there was a the whole 'real, long term, and dedicated' thing. Nick had just gotten out of a relationship that came on too hot and heavy way too quickly that he had no interest in repeating any of that. "You hardly know me," he had to emphasise here. All Jeff really knew so far were skin-deep things, which is why Nick was uncomfortable with this. To go from barely scratching the surface to 'I'm looking for long term dedicated realness and that's it', he was a bit overwhelmed.

He just shook his head. "I'm sorry, I don't agree that anything can be real and special after three meetings. Anything real and special takes longer to evolve and be cherished than that. It's the time and dedication that makes it real and special, not saying 'I want real and special with you, and that's what it's going to be because I said so'." He was tired and not feeling well. He could feel this was upsetting him more because of that. Had this just been a usual conversation with him feeling perfectly fine, he probably would have navigated it better. Still, his feelings would have been the same either way. "What have I done or said to make you think I would disrespect you by just hooking up and never speaking to you again? If I was hooking up, there would be a clear line drawn in the sand and everyone would be on the same page. We haven't even slept together, I don't know what made you think this was just a hook-up."
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[personal profile] artsdesire 2015-09-14 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Nick found himself still giving Jeff an uncertain side-eyed look of wariness. He couldn't deny he had just experienced a whole big wave of, 'WHOA, HOLD UP'. He did want a relationship, but he wanted it to progress organically where he could enjoy it along the way and not think too far into the future. As soon as Jeff had said these things, he was immediately thinking they were on way, way different pages and he was the sort to pull the plug on things if he thought they were going to work. He had gotten a completely different feel from Jeff before that specific comment, so he was understandably confused and taken aback by the flip. If that was what Jeff had been looking for, Nick would have just stepped back so he could go on his merry way to find whatever it was he was looking for with someone who wanted the same sort of thing. Nick just wasn't the sort to consider serious or committed the third time he had conversed with someone in person. The things he wanted out of a relationship were deeper, more spiritual in a sense, and as such, he felt they took longer to cultivate. Especially after the dropkick he had told to go fuck himself when he was overseas.

"Well, just cool the extreme examples, alright? Then we'll have a deal. I'm not a fan of extreme anything, and throwing stuff around like that is... awkward. I don't want things to be awkward. At least, no more than getting ill like this and putting you in this position so soon into whatever we have going here anyway. I'm only looking for something to compliment my life, not to change it or have it forced into some ideals that might not happen in that way or on that time limit. That's just not me. It never has been me. So, I'm honestly not really sure what it was inside you that had you responding to my question like that, but truly, if that's what you want, then it might be a sake of us not being on the same page," Nick had to point out, because what Jeff said came from somewhere. Now that it was out there, he was doing some serious back-pedalling and even if he wanted to rewind and take it back, Nick felt like it should be addressed on some level. "What made you say it in that way...? That's all I want to know. Neither of us deserve forcing something if we want completely different things."
Edited 2015-09-14 14:26 (UTC)
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[personal profile] artsdesire 2015-09-17 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Nick was still nauseated and a little woozy, but it most definitely helped to be lying down and off his feet. He knew he was getting right treatment, that had started with the paramedics but there had been no magic button that had been hit to switch off the awful feeling to get him bouncing back to perfect health. It just didn't work like that. A diabetic episode taxed a system, and like any illness, it took some time for him to recover from in. All of that was why he really wouldn't have been capable of any deep and meaningful relationship conversation, even if he was more a lover of fast-tracking everything like some people could be. What he had meant with his question was just wondering what Jeff anticipated as happening next with this. Usually if you went on a date with someone, a conversation happened about what came next... that really was all Nick had been asking. He hadn't meant for an intense conversation to ensue. If he was honest with himself, all he wanted was a bit of a distraction from feeling so shitty. He should've asked about the weather.

He put his hand on his stomach, trying to nurse it through the discomfort. He might need to take Riley up on that offer for another option for the nausea if the first didn't work. It seemed to try to work, but now he was feeling sick again. "Things probably weren't awkward because no one was analysing projected relationships," he pointed out wryly. "We don't know each other's relationship history, we don't know basically an extensive portion of who we are. I'm not ready to do anymore than just take our times getting to know each other before we think about what is supposed to happen by way of more progressed things. You know, the only way people build a bridge is to start one side and build on getting to the other. Anyone tries to cross that bitch too soon, what happens? They'll fall over the edge and get a rude shock. Relationships are different to that concept at all. I don't know if that's how you've gone about relationships in the past, but I'm more partial to enjoying the ride and waiting for the bridge to be built sturdy and effectively."