The hospital room is cold. He can feel the slight breeze from the ventilation system shifting in and out, keeping the air from going stale. Every now and then a nurse pops in, shuffles over to check Jack's vitals, write a few things down, open the windows. She does a fair job.
They keep him rigged up to a drip of fluids, pain killers and other things to ease away the aches. His face is looking a little better at least, less swollen, cuts scabbing over.
Isaac's been here for a handful of days after bringing him here for the care that he (actually) had needed. After some sharp scolding that made Isaac feel as if he were back in preschool and some paperwork filled out to keep things under wraps, he's here sitting at Jack's bedside. His body is slouched in a somewhat uncomfortable position and the nurse must have come in at some point to cover him with his own coat as he'd fallen asleep there.
Awake now, he just stays still beneath it, eyes half-lidded as he waits for Jack to do something besides curl his fingers or make a hoarse sound in his sleep.
☞ where isaac should have taken jack but didn't because he's a stupid fuck: the hospital
They keep him rigged up to a drip of fluids, pain killers and other things to ease away the aches. His face is looking a little better at least, less swollen, cuts scabbing over.
Isaac's been here for a handful of days after bringing him here for the care that he (actually) had needed. After some sharp scolding that made Isaac feel as if he were back in preschool and some paperwork filled out to keep things under wraps, he's here sitting at Jack's bedside. His body is slouched in a somewhat uncomfortable position and the nurse must have come in at some point to cover him with his own coat as he'd fallen asleep there.
Awake now, he just stays still beneath it, eyes half-lidded as he waits for Jack to do something besides curl his fingers or make a hoarse sound in his sleep.