forum Not Broken, Just Bent. (Hospital/Asylum Soulmate RP)

Started June 05, 2018 by Deleted user

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Damnit. . . I keep getting flustered. Luka looked away, his face almost as red as a cherry. "Yeah, why wouldn't you."

Lana pushed the door open on the small Japanese restaurant. It looked really nice. Soft music played in the background as they entered. A waitress hurried up to them and showed them to a table, handing them their menus. Their table was by the window, and the restaurant was mostly empty. "I hope it's so quiet in here because the dinner rush is over," Lana mused, "and not because the food is sh*tty."

Thorn chuckled, "It is pretty late. I would assume it's not time for the dinner rush."

"What are you ordering?" she asked, gazing down at the menu. "I'm partial to literally anything with noodles."

Kaz giggled softly, smiling up at Vaughn. "You got any ideas for something to do today? I mean we could always sit around and eat food and watch Netflix or something, but I also kinda wanna do something like…Movies? Maybe?"

“Mm, possibly. I was supposed to visit the nurses today for my medication…” Vaughn said, thinking out loud. He had run out of the liquid medication at least two days ago. And he was supposed to go pick up some new supplements, pills this time.

"Well…Maybe we can grab your meds and then go to the mall or something?" Kaz suggested. "I mean it's fine if you don't want to, I understand," he added quickly

“No, no, I really want to, believe me. I’ve just been without my medication for the past day or so, and I’m getting a new kind today. It’d be better if I got the medication. I’d be not so fun to be around in a people filled mall if I don’t take my medication,” Vaughn explained. And he was right. He would most likely have an honest to god panic attack. A bunch of strange people and an unknown place? That would set him off terribly.

"Yeah, I know. I wouldn't want to drag you somewhere with your agoraphobia," Kaz said, growing a little quieter subconsciously at the mention of Vaughn's illness. He knew the other didn't like to talk about it, and he could respect that. He didn't like to talk about his anxiety or depression either

Lana pushed the door open on the small Japanese restaurant. It looked really nice. Soft music played in the background as they entered. A waitress hurried up to them and showed them to a table, handing them their menus. Their table was by the window, and the restaurant was mostly empty. "I hope it's so quiet in here because the dinner rush is over," Lana mused, "and not because the food is sh*tty."

Thorn chuckled, "It is pretty late. I would assume it's not time for the dinner rush."

"What are you ordering?" she asked, gazing down at the menu. "I'm partial to literally anything with noodles."

Thorn looked at the menu, "Same, as long as there's noodles. I'm happy."

"Ooh, and sushi," Lana said. "Do you like sushi?"

Thorn felt her face heat up, "I've never had sushi. My older brother was allergic to fish, so my parents never let us have anything with fish in it."

"Yeah, I know. I wouldn't want to drag you somewhere with your agoraphobia," Kaz said, growing a little quieter subconsciously at the mention of Vaughn's illness. He knew the other didn't like to talk about it, and he could respect that. He didn't like to talk about his anxiety or depression either

Vaughn bit the inside of his cheek and nodded a bit. “But it’s fine. If we just pick up the medication, I can take that before we go to the mall. That should help. And you’ll be there, so that should also calm my nerves,” he said. He didn’t want to ruin their good time because of his mental issues.

"Okay, then you get to try some today," Lana said excitedly. She glanced at the menu again. "Here, there's something called the Ultimate Platter. It has like all the types of sushi on it. We can order that, and then some noodles or dumplings to the side."

Thorn smiled and nodded rapidly, "Yeah let's do that!"

"Okay. Just…You don't have to do stuff because I want to, you know that right?" Kaz asked softly. "If you don't want to go, we don't have to. I'm broke as shit anyways, I can barely afford anything in the mall."

Lana told the waitress their order and then directed her attention back to Thorn. "Hope the food comes quickly. I'm starving."

Thorn's stomach growled. She let out a quiet laugh, "I hope so too. I don't know if my stomach can take much more of this."

“No, it’s okay. I want to go and spend time with you,” Vaughn said quickly. It was true, he really did want to spend time with Kaz.

"Are you…sure?" Kaz asked, a hint of disbelief in his tone. No one really wanted to be around him anymore. He had been labeled the local drunk a while ago, but with his especially bad drinking lately and his general bad mood, it seemed like no one really wanted to be within a few feet of him. But he could trust that Vaughn actually wanted to spend time with him, couldn't he?

“Of course I’m sure. You’re my best friend, why wouldn’t I want to spend time with you?” Vaughn asked, his tone lowering to something more gentle. Friends. Is that what they still were? He didn’t want to use another term and make Kaz uncomfortable.

"Correction, boyfriend. You are my boyfriend now. I think. Am I doing this right?" Kaz asked, realizing he was about to start rambling out of pure anxiety. You're doing it all wrong, he just wanted to sleep with you because he felt bad for you, his mind spat

“Boyfriend… Yeah, I like that. I would have said that before, I just wasn’t sure how you would react to it,” Vaughn said with a timid laugh. He rubbed at the nape if his neck, glancing around before looking back at Kaz. “I think you’re doing this right.”

"I…Okay," Kaz said, a soft smile spreading across his face. He breathed a small sigh of relief at the confirmation that he wasn't ruining everything the longer he talked. "So…Want to grab your pills and go to the mall or something?"

“Yeah, that sounds great,” Vaughn answered with a nod. He got up and brushed himself off, smiling down at Kaz. He would be fine. If he just got his medication, he would be perfectly fine.

Kaz stood, stretching a little before putting his hands in his hoodie pocket. "I think I've got enough gas in the bike to take us to the hospital and the mall. Argo said he got me some more the other day, but I guess we'll have to see."

“And we can always walk if there’s not enough gas. It’s nice out,” Vaughn said, giving a loose shrug. He grabbed onto Kaz’s forearm, only because he couldn’t grab his hand, and tubbed him towards the exit.

Kaz moved one of his hands out of his pocket so he could properly hold Vaughn's hand. He was finding that he had to constantly remind himself that Vaughn was actually interested in him, that he wasn't just pretending to like him. The fact that Kaon was practically doing cartwheels in his brain telling him otherwise wasn't helping, but he ignored it as he opened the door and began to walk towards the bike

Vaughn walked along side Kaz towards the bike. He wondered where Kaz and learned to ride one of those. He had known Kaz for a good amount of time, now, and he was just realizing that he had no idea. He decided to ask later instead.

Kaz scowled slightly to himself as Kaon continued to rant in his mind. Come onnnn, you know he's just using you. He'll wait till you're drunk and then he'll tie you up and use you like a two cent stripper, his mind drawled, and ignoring it was beginning to give him a headache. Had he not remembered his medication yesterday morning? He resolved not to care, letting go of Vaughn's hand for a moment to hand him a helmet while he put his own on

Vaughn took the helmet from Kaz, giving a quick thank you. He noticed Kaz’s anxious expression, and gave his shoulders a gentle squeeze. “Are you okay?” He asked softly, expression filled with concern.

Kaz tilted his head in confusion for a moment. "Yeah..? Oh. Yeah, yeah, I'm okay," he said, giving Vaughn a reassuring smile. "Just a little headache is all. Don't worry about it," he said before slinging a leg over the bike

“Are you sure?” Vaughn asked, a light frown making its way onto his lips. Why did he have a feeling that Kaz way lying to him? No, he was just being paranoid. Kaz wouldn’t lie to him, would he?