[private thread]

[flecheshazard]

Who: Eros and Apollo
What: Eros needs a love doctor
Where: The clinic
When: Lateish?
Warnings: Language, as usual...I don't think there should be anything else.

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[heliosrising]

After a rather hectic morning off of work, Apollo finally managed to get into the clinic for a late shift. They had called him saying that they were short on hand for staff that night due to some fire the broke out downtown. Apollo had sighed slightly but ended up going anyway, knowing that his help was probably needed.

It wasn’t until he noticed they were sticking him in clinical duty that Apollo should have said he had to take care of his sick grandmother or something. He was not in any mood to keep care of people who had small fevers or needed some cough medicine.

Apollo smoothed out his hospital scrubs to make himself presentable and tugged on the inner hem of his lab coat. Before he walked into the clinic room he was assigned to he check his patient board.

Eros.

Apollo was short for breath a moment. What the hell was that brat doing here in his clinic? It had only been one night, how could Eros had gotten himself sick over the span of a few hours? Apollo frowned. He had no intention of dealing with Eros other than his doctor duties.

Confident, Apollo opened the door and held the clipboard in hand. Calmly, he said, “So, tell me what you’re feeling. Everything.”

Perhaps his voice was a little more cold than it usually was. His face though, was completely blank. He gazed at the back of Eros on the bed.