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 Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 11:10 pm
  Daren moved closer to the edge of his bed and took James' hand into his own, gently holding it and letting the other know he was there for him. Thought James hadn't seen the man, Dr. Madison had been placed in charge of his case and the man was going to see it through to the end, Daren could tell that much from the way the man acted and spoke. He'd almost acted as if it were a family member hurt when speaking to Daren, which was curious, until he'd heard the kitchen women whispering that Dr. Madison was having a bit of a rough time since his boyfriend had passed away. That took a whole new light on things. Dr. Madison had lost the one he loved, someone he cherished, and here was James who had been so badly abused by a man he'd loved so deeply. No wonder Dr. Madison had been so passionate about taking care of James. Madison smiled gently, rubbing the metal part of the instrument hard, "i'm just warming it up a little so it's not so cold at first," he said as he moved a little closer so he could do his job. "Alright, i'm going to put the stethoscope right here, against your chest so i can hear you breathing." he carefully explained each step as he did so, making sure James understood what was going on and why he was doing what he was doing. it took a bit of coaxing to get the man to calm down enough to take deep, even breaths for him to listen to, but eventually, with Daren's help, he was able to get a good reading. "alright, thank you so much. your lungs sound good, back to what they should be which is excellent. your test results came back and everything is looking god. i'm willing to predict that if you take your time and let yourself heal properly, you'll make a full recovery, Timothy." he would normally pat the other's shoulder, but in this case he left it with a smile. "i'll go and get your wheelchair and paper work while you change, ok? I'll shut the door behind me and open it when you are ready for us to come in," he nodded to them both and left the room, closing the door as he'd promised. he had to pause for a moment, a hand covering his eyes as he fought back tears. how could anyone hurt their lover like that? he just couldn't understand. if he ever found that man, he'd break his 17 years vow of nonviolence and kill him in a way only a doctor was capable of.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 11:46 pm
 He felt the large hand in his own and calmed down somewhat, watching the doctor carefully like a dog who was slowly being backed into a corner, unsure if it should fight or run away. He seemed caring enough, blue eyes soft and gentle and incredibly patient. A much softer blue then Daren's dark yet deep ones, Timothy wanted to reach out and gently stroke around the man's eyes, but his body held still. When the other hand reached out the man leaned away, watching him rub at the metal. He had been worried it would be cold and slowly leaned back toward the doctor, flinching back as he moved his entire body forward. Just with the metal, right? He was just going to touch him with the metal? Very suddenly he didn't want this man anywhere near him and began to scoot back against the bed until his back touched the wall, gripping Daren's arm now as he tried to curl and hide in the corner of the bed. They were both very soft and gentle in their actions and words, Madison giving a soft smile the entire time and slowly, slowly Timothy uncurled, allowing the somewhat warm metal to touch him. But he was so afraid he held his breath, feeling the metal slide around before the doctor had to look up and remind him to breathe. He exhaled before gulping in more air and holding it, needing more cooing and coaxing until he breathed deeply for the man. In, out, in, out, once more in, and out. Timothy rubbed his chest where the stethoscope had touched him, nodding at the doctor and finally giving him a small smile. Everything was good and he'd make a full recovery. He'd be 100% better. "Thank you, Dr. Madison." he said softly, watching him leave and close the door. Brown eyes finally turned to Daren while looking curious. "What clothes am I wearing?" He was afraid, it had been so long since he'd worn something other then a suit or even work casual. He was afraid, curious, but mildly afraid. Would it be something weird like Andrew made him wear?
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 11:59 pm
Daren watched Madison go before looking at James and smiling, "they couldn't find much casual wear for you, so one of the guys got you something." Iroh had quietly dropped off a bag when he'd visited the day before, doing it so discreetly, Daren hadn't even known it was there until the nurse had found it the night before. "they took the measurements from your other clothes to get the sizes right." he pulled out two tee shirts of different style and three different pairs of jeans, each of different cuts. "they weren't sure which ones would fit best so they got these and we'll return the ones you don't want." he lay them out for James to look at, "we might need to try the jeans on to see which you like best, but that's ok."
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 12:06 am
There wasn't even a polo! It was just, a t-shirt! A plain, unethical, completely unprofessional t-shirt. And jeans, Timothy wanted to crawl out of his bed and hide, staring at them like they were monsters from a whole other reality. He gently reached out, feeling the coarse fabric of the cotton polyester mix before looking at the three jeans, touching a rather dark pair curiously before moving his hand away. He didn't need to wear undershirts with these (the closest he would ever get to t-shirts). These were just... just put on and go sort of clothes. "Um..." he grabbed his glasses and put them on, looking at the clothes once more. "Aomine," he said softly, glancing up nervously, the small thought of him still being in trouble crossing his mind. "Don't I get underwear?"
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 12:20 am
"oh, right. sorry," Daren pulled the packaged of boxer breifs out of the bag and handed them to James, "guess they didn't know which you wore and went for the middle ground. here, i'm probably going to need to help you put them on, but i'll just get them up to your thighs and then help you stand while you pull them up the rest of the way, ok?" he opened the package and pulled out a pair before kneeling beside the bed, holding them out for James to put his feet into. "I can close my eyes if you want me to"
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 12:25 am
There they were, boxer briefs. "I wear these normally." he said, looking at the package with a smile. Comfort, he was used to these, these were okay. "What?' No, no he didn't want help. His heart started to beat faster and his breath shallowed once more. He had to do this, he couldn't walk very far let alone stand for too long, he needed the help. "O... okay." he murmured, shifting and placing his feet through the holes before standing. "Just... just don't look." and waited until Daren brought them to his thighs, long fingers grabbing them and pulling them all the way, adjusting them ever so slightly before having to adjust himself in them. "Better." and let go of the hospital gown, wanting to smile but frowned instead. Andrew had made him wear dresses as well, was Iroh watching that right now? "I like the red t-shirt." he murmured, looking at it guiltily like he shouldn't. Red was a whore's color, Andrew liked to tell him that as well. He felt like he would be breaking so many rules while wearing it.
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 12:44 am
Daren glanced over, "i like red, it's a warm color, don't you think? i don't know, it just reminds me of good times, happy memories like Christmas and birthdays when you see lost of bright colors everywhere. let's get your pants on first, though, since i'm already kneeling." he grabbed the darker pair since those were the ones James had lingered on the most and did the same thing he did for the underwear, closing his eyes after he bunched it up, waiting for James to step into them
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 1:17 am
Christmas, red, a whore's color, birthdays, none of those bode good with Timothy, but if red was a whore's color and Andrew never allowed him to wear it, he would enjoy wearing it this time. But the jeans were up next and Timothy carefully stepped into them, feeling like a child since Aomine was mostly dressing him. They unraveled, proving to be slightly loose as he brought them up and did them, the fabric hanging on his hips in a seductive manner. He fidgeted with them, trying to raise them higher but decided to give up, allowing them. He was already going to be wearing a whore's color, why not wear the pants like one too? "I, I can put the shirt on myself." and sat back down, grabbing it and gaining his courage. This was too new, too sudden, to unprofessional, but he took a breath and slid the t-shirt on, adjusting the neck of the round collar and smoothing it out. "I feel..." unprofessional, like a hobo, like a whore. "Different." he stood once more, looking down at himself in normal clothes and bare feet before up at Daren. "Do I look okay?"
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 1:39 am
Daren couldn't help it, James looked good in the outfit. the jeans hugged his hips perfectly and he had to admit, the guys got the sizes just right. he stared a little without actually staring and smiled, "You look great. here, they got you some thongs too," he knelt and helped James slip the shoes on, angling it right so that the divider didn't catch on his toes. "they look to be the right size. now you're dressed, want me to open the door?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 10:42 am
Timothy shifted, uncomfortable with the long stare and turned his eyes to look elsewhere. Was it not good? Should he have chosen the black shirt? But in his peripheral he saw Aomine smile and looked back at him. He looked great? Timothy didn't have time to smile, blanching and moving to back up, sitting on the bed instead and climbing back. No, no he'd been good he didn't want to wear them! Before Timothy fell off the bed the officer pulled out some flip-flops, businessman positive he'd just suffered a heart attack as the plastic was put on his feet. Flip-Flops, just flip-flops. He gave a nervous laugh, looking down at his feet and at the hideous excuse for shoes. "Yes please." and moved to stand once more, walking around his bed only, hearing the shoe slap gently against the ground. The fabric was rough, it rubbed against his skin oddly, it didn't smell like fabric softener, the shoes felt weird, there was no arch support, he was afraid the pants would fall, he was used to sleeves. Timothy rubbed at his bare arms, the thought of needed lotion flitting through his mind. Dry elbows, he definitely needed lotion.
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 3:30 pm
Daren had forgotten that most people didn't call them things, did they? "sorry, i seem to have frightened you again. i was raised calling them that, but most people don't anymore, right? you thought i meant the women's underwear? i'm sorry, really and truly. i'd never make you wear something you didn't want to." he watched James rubbing his arms and had to smile, "you really do look good, James. you''re so pale, we need to work on your tan." he sat James down on the chair and then quickly opened the door. "i call them butt floss, by the way." he moved back to James and smiled, "those underwear? i call them butt floss, but i'll try to remember to call them flip flops from now on." all the teasing from the guys at work had almost made him more determined to call them things, but just one incident with James and he was willing to change his lifetime habit.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 4:20 pm
"Y-Yea... I thought you meant women's underwear." he murmured, rubbing at the jeans as he was forced to sit back down. Andrew loved Timothy wearing them, they were probably the most favorite outfit, if it even counted as one. "W-Well I haven't been outside in a while." he said with a smile before laughing. Butt floss? He couldn't help but laugh at that. "A-Aomine, as long as you call the shoes flip-flops you can use whatever other word you want. I doubt that.. that thongs will be a common topic of discussion." A shy smile spread over his features before looking back down at the shoes. "Won't my feet get cold?"
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 4:32 pm
Daren nodded, "probably, but i think they just grabbed those since they were cheap. we'll get you some proper shoes later when we get you clothes." he liked it when James smiled, the other had such a beautiful smile. he couldn't understand why someone would like him better in tears that with that amazing smile. Dr. Madison poked his head in and smiled, "ready for me?" he pushed the wheeled chair into the room and parked it in front of James, "you look good, James. much better than in a hospital gown,but those jeans look good on you." he took the clipboard of papers he'd brought out from under his arm and handed them to James along with a pen. "if you could read through these and sign them for me? go ahead and ask if you have any questions or if you want me to explain them to you."
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 5:07 pm
Proper shoes, like dress shoes or tennis shoes? Timothy felt as though it would be the latter, so continued to look at the black flip-flops curiously until the gentle voice made him look up. "Oh, yes sir." and looked at the wheelchair a bit, making sure nothing weird was on it before looking at his jeans and found himself blushing at the compliment. Why was he even blushing? "Thank you..." and took the papers, reading through them carefully. He didn't want to donate a kidney or a lung because he signed a paper, but it all seemed generic about insurance and complications not the hospital's fault. "I don't have any." he murmured, moving the pen to his left hand and signing. "Here you go, Doctor Madison. Thank you very much for taking care of me."
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 5:21 pm
Madison smiled, "It was my pleasure. i look forward to seeing you again, but please don't be offended if i say that i'd be happy to never see you again." he held his hand out, "may i shake your hand, Mr. James?" he didn't' want to force the other to touch him if he didn't want to, btu he'd like to be able to send James off properly. Daren smiled and waited to see what James would do. would he shake the doctor's hand or be too afraid. a handshake should be ok, but there was no guarantee
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