DISCLAIMER - I AM NOT FAMILIAR WITH THE PAYDAY STORYLINE , NOR THE BACKSTORIES OF THE MAIN CREW . MOST CHAPTERS WILL BE CENTERED AROUND SPECIAL ENEMIES OR THEY WILL BE VERY OUT OF CHARACTER . I AM WORKING ON FINISHING THE STORYLINE .
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insert cries in trans-masc but presents as fem
that aside , i haven't made much houston content so i'm gonna give that one a shot . keep it mind that it might be ooc because i still have yet to master writing his character lmao
also this one is gonna be a bit shorter than usual because it's almost 1 am here and oh my god i wanna sleep but also write at the same time grahhh
His footsteps echoed down the somewhat busy hall as he paced back and forth, one hand to his mouth as he chewed desperately on his nails whilst the other was behind his back, his fist clenched as he used every fiber of his being to not break down into full panic.
Never in Houston's life would he come to face this moment, and even though it was one of many steps for your journey, he still was nervous anyhow. What if something goes wrong during the procedure? What if you don't make it off the table? There were so many possibilities running through his head, it was hard to focus on something less terrifying.
He knew you were in the hands of professionals, and he knew that you were well prepared for this day both mentally and physically, but why was he so scared regardless? What seemed like forever of terror, he finally snapped out of it when someone was calling for his attention.
Snapping his head towards the source, Houston found himself standing across from a nurse, who had a calm smile on her face as she said:
"[Y/N] is finished with his surgery if you would like to see him no-"
"YES!" He paused for a moment, his cheeks tinged pink in em embarrassment as he coughed into his hand and repeated in a calmer manner, "Y-yes, I'd like to see him now please."
It wasn't long before he found himself standing at the doorway of your room, seeing you staring blankly at your IV, and he could feel the waterworks starting to run. He was just so relieved that you were okay.
He did his best to keep a calm composure as he walked up to you, attempting to be gentle as he placed his hand on yours. His heart fluttered as your groggy eyes met his formerly-worried ones.
"Hey..." You mumbled, flashing him a warm yet tired smile. You still definitely were under a few effects of the anesthesia, but that didn't stop you from lightening the mood in the room. "Did...did I make it...? Did it work?"
"Y-yeah...it did." Houston nodded, watching as you looked down at your chest, your smile starting to widen as you brought your hands towards the aforementioned area.
"Th- I- It's gone..." You were starting to cry as your brain started to connect the dots. "They're gone I- I feel so- so light..."
Houston nodded, leaning down to kiss your tears away softly. Though they were tears of joy, he didn't want you wasting your energy like this. You two still had a long trip back to the safe house.
"Shh, don't cry, my lovebug. I don't want you to be too tired before we get home, okay?" He hummed, pressing another kiss to your cheek, smiling as you nodded gently. Houston was relieved you made it through, and he was most certainly excited knowing that you made it another step into your journey.
