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128.4. Drabble
Morning
Getting home that morning, Hunter threw his cars onto the kitchen counter and then stopped, bracing his hands on the edge of it. He let his head drop with a sigh of exhaustion, feeling that telltale lump in his throat warning him that he was dangerously close to tears. He hated these moments when he couldn't separate his personal feeling from his professional ones.
Another young patient, lost to suicide. It was such a waste. He was only human, he wanted to make some sense of it. But he wasn't deluded enough to believe that it wasn't senseless. Mental illness could be dangerous, and sometimes, he was going to lose patients in an horrific way. It never got easier. All he had been able to do was pull an all-nighter to be there for the family, trying to help them through.
He only had a session with the girl the day before too. Some inner blame was trying to bubble up inside him, but he was focusing on all that advice he had ever received in debriefing right now. Crashing in bed was what he needed, but he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. Without thinking about it, he took out his phone and hit dial on the top number now with pride and place at the top of his favourites list.
"Meli, babe, sorry I woke you. But do you think you could come over? I don't want to be alone right now..."
hunter alexander | original character
Getting home that morning, Hunter threw his cars onto the kitchen counter and then stopped, bracing his hands on the edge of it. He let his head drop with a sigh of exhaustion, feeling that telltale lump in his throat warning him that he was dangerously close to tears. He hated these moments when he couldn't separate his personal feeling from his professional ones.
Another young patient, lost to suicide. It was such a waste. He was only human, he wanted to make some sense of it. But he wasn't deluded enough to believe that it wasn't senseless. Mental illness could be dangerous, and sometimes, he was going to lose patients in an horrific way. It never got easier. All he had been able to do was pull an all-nighter to be there for the family, trying to help them through.
He only had a session with the girl the day before too. Some inner blame was trying to bubble up inside him, but he was focusing on all that advice he had ever received in debriefing right now. Crashing in bed was what he needed, but he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. Without thinking about it, he took out his phone and hit dial on the top number now with pride and place at the top of his favourites list.
"Meli, babe, sorry I woke you. But do you think you could come over? I don't want to be alone right now..."
hunter alexander | original character
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He snickered and gave a little tug on her pyjama pants. "Not old, well-loved. And I'd be happy to get you out of them. In the name of stress relief and all that. Comfort sex? Is that a thing? I can't say I've ever experienced it, though. We have been talking. He's an interesting guy. Complex. So, what about you? Are you protective of his choice of lovers too?" he asked and gratefully accepted the drink she gave him.
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"I hear comfort sex is a thing, though I can't say I've ever had it. Sex to try to forget about shit, yes, but I think this might be better still. Only after you eat, though." She leaned comfortably in against him, and this time attempted to hold a McMuffin up to his lips. "I am... to an extent. Mostly because Zoran's partner is his childhood friend, that crosses into all those trauma boundaries. Even being part of the problem in the past. So, as protective as I am inside, it's complex. The biggest thing I've had to learn to do is not push Caleb in front of a bus so he doesn't hurt Z again."