"eli!" mike scolded as he entered the room, "get on your bed! go!" he shouted when he saw eli struggling to walk to el's bed.
"but i wanna see her!" he whined as mike sighed and looked around the room, wondering where everyone was.
"i'll wheel your bed over somehow, just—" he helped eli back to his bed then sat him down.
"you are exactly like her." mike muttered and held onto the iv and blood bag as he wheeled the bed over, "never listens."
"well you guys are mean!" eli exclaimed as mike set the bed next to el's, "here. that's as far as i can get it,"
"where is everyone?" mike asked as eli shrugged and grabbed el's hand.
"out somewhere, i don't care," he murmured then pushed down the side railings of the bed.
"hey, careful," mike warned, "your wound is still healing and so are hers,"
"okay, jeez," he huffed and laid down as mike went o pour him a glass of water, "here,"
"thanks," eli mumbled then took a sip before setting the glass on his lap. "why are you so nice?"
"because you're her wombmate and she'd kill me if i were mean to you," mike pointed to el as eli chuckled.
"need anything?" mike asked as he helped el cover her shoulders with the blanket.
"can you get me a blanket as well," eli requested softly and mike groaned, "i can't get you the one at home but i'll ask the nurse for one. want a pillow as well?"
"mini one?" eli tilted his head as mike groaned, "fine! you and her are both so picky!"
"it's called knowing your worth and what you deserve! and i sure as hell deserve a blanket and a pillow but maybe throw in that nurse into the mix and i—"
"no, absolutely not." mike shook his head and exited the room with an eye roll.
*
"eli, sit," elijah scolded from the couch without bothering to look up.
"hey, i'm not a dog!"
emerson walked into the room the slumped down onto the couch with him, "mom and dad wants to see us."
"fuck no," emilio threw a pillow at him in which he caught and hugged.
"i hate this thing!" eli whined and hit the cord of his breathing tube, "it's ew!"
"stop being whiny. even el could take it and you know how she gets," emilio pointed a finger at him which made him sink down into his bed with a frown.
"i hate this hospital!"
"do you?" the door opened and then eli smiled. "nope, i love it, violet," he smiled dreamily at the nurse which made her laugh and for her cheeks to coat red.
"i need to do some checkups on you, eli," she said as eli perked up, "ooh, yes please." he grinned as everyone rolled their eyes.
"any discomfort today?" she asked as he only smiled.
"eli?"
"hm? oh, no!" he chuckled which made her blush and shake her head, "alright, let me check out your wound,"
he smirked and pulled up his shirt.
"see, you're getting better. you can get off bed rest soon," she smiled as he leaned back on the bed, "so.. as we were saying last time, your number?"
"another day," she helped him pull his shirt back down before pulling the covers up for him.
"hey violet, i know you don't need to check on me this many times a day," he smirked as ezra rolled his eyes dramatically and covered his face.
