On My Mind (Fic for doc-suresh)

[teleparkman]

OOC: Pre-verse timeframe. Matt dealing with his issues.

A murmured phrase of soft Hindu brushed his mind, making him shiver. It was getting increasingly difficult for him to keep Mohinder out of his head. Maybe because he just couldn’t stop thinking about him. Matt scowled. This was getting impossible. Mohinder was his friend, yeah, and his

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[doc_suresh]

Mohinder's heart felt like it dropped into his chest. He swallowed and stared at the door for several long moments, wondering what in the Hell that'd been about. He was mainly worried, considering Matthew was acting sick, confused, and upset. It was possible he didn't feel well and of course one of the first possibilities that popped was a virus. The Shanti virus, to be exact. No, no. He shouldn't worry himself like that.

The Doctor eventually gave into the tub of ice cream he'd previously been retrieving for himself and Matthew - hooray late night snacks! - and plopped down on the couch with it. He knew his friend would return soon so they could talk it out. He always did.

[teleparkman]

A few hours later, Matt stumbled back in. He'd had a couple drinks--ok, five--and everything was looking much brighter. He couldn't remember what decision he'd come up with, but it had been a damn good one. Really. He tried to shut the door quietly behind him, but managed to trip against it, pushing it to with a slam. He winced.

[doc_suresh]

Mohinder stirred where he was curled up on the couch, a blanket covering his lower half. He'd tried to wait up, but it had already been late when Matthew left in the first place! He squinted at the clock in the kitchen, then sat up slowly. "What're doing?" Mohinder asked, his voice gruff. "Its three in the sodded morning. Where did you go?"

[teleparkman]

"Out?" He frowned, then nodded. Yeah, that sounded right.