((Sorry I made this in two parts. I didn't mean to. I forgot to add this to the last part >.<))
Chapter 3 {Part 2}
After a second, Dirk felt the ping of pain when the needle inserted him into the correct nerve, letting the liquid enter him slowly. Dirk soon was starting to feel numb; the anesthesia was working.
After hearing Jake, the doctor heard Jake, “Maybe you should listen to your friend there,” He said, gesturing towards Jake with his head. Turning his head, he got the disinfected needle and string.
Dirk shook his head, in his mind. There was no way in hell that Dirk was going to let people get put in jail. “Well, if they go to jail, I might as well go to. Think about it this way. I could’ve walked away, but I didn’t. They wouldn’t have done that if I would have simply just left. So… you could say that it’s just my fault,” His glance went over to Jake, who had shaken his head sadly.
“You didn’t indicate the fight though. You only tried to stop those rapscallions from badmouthing me! They were the ones who decided that beating you up like this would be jolly good fun!” The doctor kept listening to the two’s conversation as he slowly begun sewing the wound shut. Lucky Dirk couldn’t feel anything. Or else that would have been a bitch.
“I didn’t have to fight back though. They just got sick of me, so they must’ve thought it would have been a good idea to gang up on me. I could’ve just left and left them alone when they told me to go away,” He closed his eyes, and looked away when Jake frowned at him.
“Continuing to talk when one tells you to shut up is not a crime. Ganging up on someone just because you’re sick of them is!” He shook his head. “You’re infuriating sometimes, Strider. Why are you blaming yourself?!”
Dirk’s eyes opened and were anywhere but on Jake, and shrugged. “Oh well,” He said quietly before mumbling, “Maybe because it is?”
“I don’t understand how any of this is your fault!” Jake groaned, getting pretty sick of the Strider’s shit, “You were just defending my honor!” Dirk was quiet for a second. Only keeping his eyes on the ground.
“Exactly. You just don’t understand. Yes. I know I was defending you, but I kept bugging them. It was mostly their fault, but some of it is mine. Correct?” Jake’s response was really only him crossing his arms. Huffing while the doctor kept working on his back.
Dirk looked at Jake, never taking his eyes off the raven haired other, “Are we about done doctor?”
“We’re almost done here, just one more stitch and you’re free to go,” The doctor, moved his hand a few ore seconds before cutting the sting. “There, all done. You can leave, the stitches will eventually just disappear automatically after the wound heals, but if it gets infected, my recommendations would be to come here again.” Dirk stood up straight, looking at the doctor.
“Alright, thank you,” He said, before grabbing Jake’s hand and opened the door, “Bye, Doc. Thanks again.” Right before Dirk pulled Jake out, Jake looked back at the doctor and thanked him, only to look back at Dirk as he was pulled out. Unsure of what to say, not knowing if he was mad at him or not. Now walking towards the door, eyes straight forwards, and not dare looking behind him, Dirk opened the door for Jake.
Jake immediately walked through, and pulled Dirk with him where he finally caved in. Looking anywhere but at the blonde. “Are you… Mad at me?” At the sod of Jake talking, Dirk’s eyes went to him and for the first time in forever, he talked truthfully.
“No, of course not. There’s not a reason to be mad at you,” that received a brief nod from Jake, and he looked at Dirk.
“I’m sorry I called you infuriating. I just.. I’m upset that you seem to always be getting into these fights… and I’m worried.” He sighed, and looked away again, “I care about you a lot. I just don’t want you getting hurt. Especially id you’re getting hut partly because of me.”
“I’ve cut down on the fights though, right? It’s been like… what. Two months?” Dirk sighed quietly, before bring Jake into a tight hug, getting the hug back right in return. “I’m willing to do anything for you. Hell… I would even die for you. You’re so special to me, that when people are being dickheads like that, I’m going to do something. I could be sick, and I would still be willing to hurt that either wants to say, or proceed in hurting you.” He said, burying his face in Jake’s hair.
“But I’ve already told you, I don’t care what people say about me… I don’t care about them. They don’t deserve our attention.” He buried his face in Dirk’s neck and sighed again.
“I fully agree with you, they don’t deserve our attention, but if you heard what they were saying..” He trailed off, wanting to continued but having almost no words of how to continue and because of the lack of words, Jake pulled back slightly. Able to look at his amber eyes, but yet continue to hold him.
“Dirk, what were they saying?”
Dirk looked down at Jake, sympathy in his eyes as he sighed. “I rather not talk about it right now.” Jake looked at him before nodding, bringing his hands up to cup Dirk’s cheeks.
“I expect you to tell me later on then, just… Promise me this is the last time this happens.” Jake said, looking at Dirk with the most serious face ever.
“I’m sorry. I can’t promise that I’ll stop, I do promise however. I will try my best to stop.” He answered, pressing a soft kiss to Jake’s forehead which caused Jake to close his eyes and sighed, before leaning in to kiss Dirk nice and softly.
After a few seconds, the kiss was broke, and Dirk pulled away, “I’m sorry I’m making you go through this,” He said, forehead on Jake’s.
Jake shook his head, his eyes closed. “If I have to go through all this to be with you, then it’s a fair price to pay. I suppose.” He opened his eyes and smiled tiredly at him.
“I really don’t want you to go through this, but..” He took a deep breath,” Let’s just go back home. Alright?”
Getting a hum in return, “Yes, I’m extremely tired and you must be even worse. Let’s go home.” Jake grabbed Dirk’s hand and begun walking back to their apartment.
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Fanfiction((Used to be called Never Giving Up)) This is another roleplay I've been having. Dirk had made a promise. A promise in which he promised he would never get into another fight. Well, lets just say he broke it. And he got majorly hurt while doing so...
