He was already asleep when Gabe made the final quiet proclamation, but he had known that they loved each other a long time ago and knew nothing about that would ever change. That assurance was always with him, with or without the words to back it up. It was the same on how he felt about Reyes, the partner of his life who had so easily won him over all those years ago.
Sleeping in a bathroom had never been comfortable even when he was young and healthy. It was cramped and cold and too many odd angles to have to try to fit into. Sleeping in one at the odd angle while older, bigger and far more wounded than he had been the last time he had tried it was a huge mistake. He was shivering harder than ever, his ass was basically asleep and his body was stiff and sore even with the residual pain medication.
Yet, it was the sirens that woke him, sounding like more than one. He lifted his head from where he had pillowed it on his hands and winced as he tried to stretch his shoulders and ended up hitting the pipes under the sink and then turned to look and nearly smoked his head on side of the tub as he pitched thanks to his body not responding. He was freezing to the point where his teeth tried to chatter.
Still, he waited to hear if the sirens passed, too out of it to determine if the pitch and frequency was to which particular emergency type vehicle. If it stopped, he assumed it was police coming for them and they were going to have to bust out of this place in their underwear and abandon any attempt at healing with any manner of comfort in the way of their stolen supplies.
However, the ambulances moved on without even a pause, and he was left struggling to find any sort of comfortable way of sitting.
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Date: 2019-05-25 03:23 am (UTC)Sleeping in a bathroom had never been comfortable even when he was young and healthy. It was cramped and cold and too many odd angles to have to try to fit into. Sleeping in one at the odd angle while older, bigger and far more wounded than he had been the last time he had tried it was a huge mistake. He was shivering harder than ever, his ass was basically asleep and his body was stiff and sore even with the residual pain medication.
Yet, it was the sirens that woke him, sounding like more than one. He lifted his head from where he had pillowed it on his hands and winced as he tried to stretch his shoulders and ended up hitting the pipes under the sink and then turned to look and nearly smoked his head on side of the tub as he pitched thanks to his body not responding. He was freezing to the point where his teeth tried to chatter.
Still, he waited to hear if the sirens passed, too out of it to determine if the pitch and frequency was to which particular emergency type vehicle. If it stopped, he assumed it was police coming for them and they were going to have to bust out of this place in their underwear and abandon any attempt at healing with any manner of comfort in the way of their stolen supplies.
However, the ambulances moved on without even a pause, and he was left struggling to find any sort of comfortable way of sitting.