Fin

[just_hex]

It had been a rather slow night in A&E and Hex had had plenty of time to chat with the other nurses. He'd been put off with the peds just because he was so good with the kiddies, but when warning bells went off in trauma Hex ran to where he was needed. The bloke was young and terribly thin and Hex got the distinct impression from the state of his hair and nails he was probably not well.

"I'm Hex," he said as two other nurses fussed over the young man, installing an IV and affixing EKG pads. "I just need to get a bit of history."

They went through the details and Hex took it all down, but what he was watching for with all this was to see how lucid Mr. Finlay Flynn was. The other nurses left before he got through the complete questionnaire.

"Almost done, Mr. Flynn," he said, then paused to look at the EKG printout. It wasn't good and the gravity of the situation settled heavy on his brow.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

It was strange, the feeling of such a large and masculine hand against his stomach- but it wasn't bad. It was sort of comforting really.

As he started to drift off, he rolled closer and curled up against Hex. The other man was so warm and so solid, he couldn't help but enjoy being near him as sleep took him.

[just_hex]

Hex knew what was right. It was right to let Fin sleep, this man who had insisted he was most assuredly not gay. But then here he was, nearly naked and cuddled up against Hex with a familiarity, a kind of vulnerability that went straight to Hex's heart. He held Fin and kept him close and sleep finally took him even as thoughts kept running through his head- thinking of how he could eventually seduce the other man.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin woke early, the room pitch black, his body tight against Hex's, and his cock hard.

He let out a soft and nervous gasp, pulling away slowly and then slipping out of the bed.

This was a mistake. Sharing the bed had been a mistake. Fin quickly yanked his clothes back on and slipped out to the living room, his heart fluttering and making him light headed. as he quietly unlocked the door and slipped out.

As soon as he was outside though, he ripped off the moniter, ignoring the loud noise it briefly made and pushing it into Hex's mailbox before taking off.

[just_hex]

Hex didn't wake up until his alarm went off a 4:45. He rolled over and dozed for a moment before he remembered the night before and realized Fin was gone. He got up to see if the man had gone to the sofa...and that's when he heard the muffled sound of the monitor outside his door. He retrieved it from the mailbox and shit the bloody thing off.

Hex scowled and went back inside to get dressed. Fin was in no fit state to be running around the city and he knew that with the tube schedule this early in the morning he might still be on the platform. Hex dressed quickly in shorts and a t-shirt and trainers and with his keys on a lanyard around his neck he set out into the cold grey light of pre-dawn looking to see if Fin was anywhere to be found.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin had gotten himself some coffee, and he was sitting on a bench on the platform, waiting for his train.

He looked exhausted, but he knew if he could get a train to Shorditch, he could stay with Meagen for a few days. Or maybe get some work at the hotel, enough to pay for a room for a few nights.

[just_hex]

Hex took the stairs rapidly and when he got to the bottom there was Fin with his cup, just sitting patiently.

"You bloody bastard," he said, winded a bit. "What are you thinking, shoving the monitor in the post box and taking off like that? You about gave me a heart attack. Are you alright? Do you need me to get you back to A&E?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin tensed and looked away.

"I'm fine, Hex. I'm not ill, I just needed to get going. I forgot, I've got a job prospect to check out today," he lied. "Couldn't afford to miss it, and I knew you'd get that nonsense back to the hospital, yeah?"

[just_hex]

"Fin, you left before five in the morning," Hex pointed out, then paused. He sat down next to Fin on the bench and looked at him for a long moment.

"Did I do something in me sleep? Touch you...or...react? Because I'd never, erm, you know. You said you're not gay and I respect that. I wouldn't push anything on you, mate."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"What? No, no you- Bloody hell, Hex, it's not that, alright?" Fin said, going bright red and looking away.

[just_hex]

"Alright. Alright, sorry. Sorry, mate," he said as he held up his hands in surrender. "Do you need fare? I can at least send you off for the day safely."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I've got my pass, I'm fine. I don't need anything," Fin said, refusing to look at Hex. "Please, just... Leave me alone, Hex. I can't- I can't be around you, yeah? I just can't."

[just_hex]

Hope sank in him and he rose slowly. He felt as if he'd done something terribly wrong and he hadn't meant to which only made things doubly bad.

"...Alright," he said, shuffling from foot to foot, then stepping away. "I'm sorry, Finlay. Whatever I did, I'm truly sorry."

Then he started to slink toward the stairs, shoulders hunched and head down.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin watched him go, feeling guilty, but saying nothing.

This was better for both of them, wasn't it? Fin couldn't let himself be what Hex was, even if his body seemed to be curious- And Hex was clearly Keen... It was better to just stay away from the other man. Yeah, better for the both of them- At least that's what Fin told himself.