[CLOSED] turn it all around or throw it all away.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada looked up at him. He couldn't help thinking he was sick and tired of seeing people from this angle. He nodded slowly, following the nurse into the room.

"Irony at it's best.." He mumbled, making his way to the other side of the bed. There was more wires, sure, but Cory would probably prefer the side with the chair. He reached over onto the bed, taking Jayson's hand gently. He sniffled, and laid his head down on the side of the bed as he finally started crying. 'Today sucks so bad..' He thought, closing his eyes.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson groaned faintly at the touch, only able to think that he hurt so bad... He reached a hand to his throbbing forehead, touching the bandage there, and gazed at his wrapped wrist and hand. Sprained, they had said last time he came around. Broken pelvic bone, cracked ribs.

He tilted his head, squinting at the bright lights of the room. "Guess i-..i-t don't matter that I smell like the hospital.." He ran trembling fingers through Nevada's hair. "Look at me, baby...it's okay, I'm alright.."

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"No, I guess it doesn't.." He mumbled, chewing on his lip. He sighed, looking over at him. He didn't want to.. Jayson was so broken. He hid his face in his arm, trying not to cry.

"I guess we're trying to one-up each other. I'll go jump off a building next and see who's more broken.." He said teasingly. But it seemed like it to him. He didn't care if he had to spend forever with him here, as long as he was at least near him.

"So much for cuddling, huh?" He asked, looking up at him as he wiped his eye from under his glasses.

[jayson thomas christopher]

"You're not gonna jump off a building," Jayson mumbled, wrinkling his nose. But his hurt his forehead, agitated the oxygen tube in his nose. "Ow," He whined softly, touched Nevada's cheek with a gentle hand. "Guess not.." He frowned. "Unless you can squeeze yourself up here." A faint smile.

So much for getting the money he needed. He played with Nevada's hair gently. "How did you get here?" He had another worry, he had had two drinks, it would be enough to show up in his bloodwork. One more one his record after this and he would be going to court.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"I think I'll stay down here. I was carried like a fucking rag doll." He mumbled. He gritted his teeth again, pulling his legs up into the chair as he leaned back. He crossed them, looking over at Jayson.

"Your brother best friend person. Whatever he is. I don't know." He shrugged. "He woke me up, told me you were in the hospital, toted me upstairs and into the car and drove me here. So.. here I am." He looked down into his lap, playing with his hands. That one broken nail was bothering him, and he didn't want to rip it out.

[jayson thomas christopher]

"Oh," Jayson frowned, and then smirked. "He ah, doesn't do good under pressure, sorry. At least he remembered to get you.." He shrugged a bit, groaned. "I need painkillers," He complained, trying to be optimistic. But it wasn't helping him any, and Nevada didn't look any happier. He reached out, pulling his wheel chair close, wincing with the action, and kissed him softly on the lips. "I'm sorry.."

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"He didn't seem very happy about the fact I can't walk.." He mumbled. He leaned over, kissing him gently. "Don't be sorry, okay? You don't have a choice whether or not you get into a wreck. It just happens.." He looked up at the TV, saying something about a bad storm coming.

"Wouldn't it blow if the power went out?" He asked, looking over at Jayson. He leaned over, kissing him deeply before he sat back in his chair. "I'm sure they'll come give you some soon. Why don't you try and get some rest?" He asked, reaching over for his hand.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson smirked. "Party in the hospital," He teased softly, huffed. "I sure hope so, my fucking hips hurt." He sighed, reached out his good hand to take Nevada's tightly. "I shoulda paid more attention, should have seen the light change and the cop chasing the guy.." It had been dark, he had been too focused on the finish.

He closed his eyes, drawing in and letting out a slow breath. "This sucks."

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"All the sick people to the right." He said with a smile, squeezing his hand gently. He laced their fingers together, resting them close to Jayson.

"Well, we all have 'oh well I could have yada yada yada. But when it comes down to it, you didn't. So why sit around and mope about it? I could have been there. I could have told you not to go. But I didn't. So it doesn't matter. You're alive. You're here." He leaned over, kissing him gently. He pulled away a bit to look into his eyes before he kissed him again.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson met the kiss. "You didn't want me to go, though. And I shouldn't-.." He met the next kiss slow and gentle as well, playing with his hand, and looked up as a nurse came to fill his IVs for him. "Finally.." He mumbled under his breath, leaning over further still for another kiss before lying down with a grimace, touching at his ribs. "Ugh."