<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Blue didn't get it right away, thinking he could touch and that Eivind would simply let it be okay, because typically he let Blue do anything. Most of the time it would be the case, and perhaps if it was possible for them to be fucking instead, Eivind would have no exhibited such control. As it were, it was good that Blue didn't get his way every single time, and Eivind enjoyed what he could make of their little game.<br/>
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Eivind was almost sorry he had dragged things out so long with the way Blue's body convulsed upon his release – <i>almost</i>. It didn't seem to bother him too badly, and he molded up a useless, sleepy puddle right after. Not the young man who'd gather himself up to search for pain pills, and so Eivind was happy. What all they'd done at the hospital had done wonders for Blue's health and comfort. They resumed their intertwined positions, easily succumbing to sleep after all the time they spent lavishing one another with attention, making the best of their no rough sex policy they'd had to abide by for the time being.<br/>
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Eivind could smell the food when they started cooking it from the first floor, though he was sure it wasn't of such a concern to Blue. He woke him, hungry regardless.<br/>
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“We were too busy fooling around to worry about dinner,” Eivind pointed out, though they'd had a big breakfast and a decent lunch. Not that they'd adopted a three times a day meal schedule when they'd been hiking. With food readily available, Eivind wanted his mate to eat, and of course, he was hungry all the time himself. Blue was looking healthier with each day, and while he understood he was of a leaner build, anything too thin reminded him of his condition when he found him. They both ate heartily that morning, dressed in new clothing before they headed on their way to the doctor's office. They left early, Eivind figuring out the directions with a map he had in the truck and the address writing down on Blue's paperwork. They made it there with time to spare since Eivind didn't get them lost.<br/>
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Eivind went back with Blue, and they didn't protest. It was likely easy to assume their relationship based on Eivind's nature to hover, and that it was his name written in on the payment information. He didn't worry about the cost, only that Blue would recover well, with as little permanent issue as possible. Eivind sat in a chair while Blue took his seat on the exam table, waiting for the doctor. Eivind raised his brow a Blue baited him.<br/>
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“You know that I prefer my privacy. I took you out to the most remote location I could find to fuck you the first time, after all,” he pointed out, leaning a little bit closer.<br/>
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“I don't want anyone interrupting us.” He looked around. “And I don't like how this place smells.” Strong chemicals, though this place didn't seem as bad as the hospital, where they treated him as if he had no claim to Blue at all.<br/>
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“Speaking of exhibitionists, I wonder how Sig's getting on. He's either been murdered and chopped into tiny pieces, or he's made a new friend.” Either was just about as likely given his presumptuous and trusting demeanor.<br/>
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“She's going to tell you we're not allowed to fuck for a bit. Just prepare yourself for it,” Eivind commented, huffing and leaning back into the chair, resolving himself all the same. Blue was trying his best to tempt him, and it was working, but not enough that he'd risk his health. They didn't have to wait too much longer after that, a small Asian woman letting herself into the room to smile at them both before looking over Blue's chart, and the information the hospital had provided. She saw what his chest looked like before the fluid was drained, and then again after the procedure had been completed, flipping through x-rays.<br/>
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“How old this injury?” was her very first question, clearly looking a little skeptical. “Hunting accident? Why you wait so long?” Right to the point, then.</span></span>