Undesired

"Now when your mom repeats his questions I'll be glad to answer the rest." He chuckled, peeking down at Mike under the couch.

Mike smiled at him.
"Say anything smart and ill have you castraighted. He gulped and he slowly came out and stared before asking his questions again.
" What year were you born? When did you die? You were a doctor your whole life? What your momma's name? Where are you from? Where did you meet you last lover? Is he dead?"

"I died in 2007. I was born 1985. I've been a doctor since I was eighteen. But I worked as a doctor's assistant since I was fifteen and studied the job since I was twelve. My momma's name is Emilee but we don't speak anymore. She disowned me. I'm from Oregon. I met my last lover in high school and no he is not dead."

Mike nodded.
"Are you crazy? Any bod habits? And diseases? Got a boyfriend? Looking for one? Are you pittying him? Being nice cuz you feel bad? Got any family here?"
Dewayne was glaring.

"Um, I don't think I'm crazy?" David chuckled. "No diseases that I know of. Er, I bite my nails and overly pamper my hair if those count as bad habits." He smirked. "I'm single. Not particularly looking for a boyfriend but I'm open to having one if I find the right guy. I'm definitely not pitying him although I do feel awful. And my younger brother is dead but he doesn't live with me."

Before Mike could ask anymore questions Dewayne grabbed his arm.
"C'mon, we are going home. Now..." He hissed as Mike whined but let Dewayne pulled him off.
"David thank you for everything!" Dewayne called.
Mike piped up. "Yeah thanks! Ill be back later! Love you Chrissy!!"

Chris chuckled.
"Love you too Mikey! I love you too Dewayne!"
David smiled.
"It was my pleasure Dewayne. Remember my offer and you can come over any time to talk s'more."

"Not without me- OW DEWAYNE DONT HIT ME THEIR! HELPPPPP! MURDER IN THE FIRST DEGREE!"
Dewayne hit him again.

Chris and David both ran over to them. David grabbed Dewayne's arm.
"He's not bothering me." He chuckled.

"NO he is bother ME! Momma go away!"
"You know you love me!"
"Your embarassing!"
"How dare you speak to me like that!"
"GO!!"
"NO!!"
Dewayne hissed playfully, swinging lightly.

He chuckled at the two.
"Don't be embarrassed. He's amusing me."

Dewayne ignored him completely as Mike giggled.
Dewayne was breathing hard, already tired and he had just walked a little bit and spoke.

David frowned as he noticed this. He gently turned Dewayne to face him.
"You alright? Need to lie down again?"

Dewayne closed his eyes as a momentary pain passed over him.
'Im fine...."
He kinda did wanna lay down...

"Mike I won't lay with him if you don't want me to but he needs to lie down for a bit." He lifted Dewayne. "You got him wound up." He walked back to the bedroom and laid Dewayne back on the bed.

Mike followed, watching as His baby weakly took David's hand.
'I don't care what he wants...."
Dewayne wanted David with him.

David smiled softly as he squeezed Dewayne's hand and sat beside him.

Dewayne curled himself up, trying to get to sleep again. Last time he had woken up it was because he had a nightmare....He didnt wana have it again.

David tentatively rubbed his back, aware of Mike watching them.

Mike sighed and gave a smile before leaving them alone.
Dewayne groaned, his felt like hell.

David frowned at him.
"I'm sorry..." He sighed and took his hand.

"You didn't do anything. I just had surgery, I feel like shit."
He felt like death.

"And I'm the one who gave you that surgery." He sighed.

"You did good David...."
He clutched his chest, his heart felt weird.

"But I hurt you after promising I wouldn't...." He frowned.