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[softquietsteadylove]

Just here asking you for some soft moment for the thenamesh doctor au :D I liked the last ones very much!

Thank you so much for all of these story’s!❤️❤️

Gil does stay the rest of the night. He hovers around, helps out here and there. He never strays too far from Thena's side, and she doesn't go anywhere near their restrained patients without him standing somewhat in front of her.

No one is brave enough to say anything about it, and even anyone who asks is quickly silenced by Ajak claiming that Gil is extra security.

Thena has at least taken a small break to get some food and some coffee in her. She changed into some fresh scrubs and has put a white turtleneck sweater on under them.

"Breathe in," she says gently as she checks on the hallucinatory patients again. "And out."

The one that literally tried to choke her has no memory of it.

"Okay," Thena sighs as she notes down their vitals. "So, would you like to tell me what happened? Or, what you remember happening, at least?"

The two young men share a look between them before giving the doctor a guilty little frown. "We...we don't really remember much. We went to a party."

"Some guy had something he was passing around."

"Did everyone take what you got?" Thena asks with a frown. They might have to put out a warning to other EMTs that this substance might be in a slew of other students.

"We don't know," the first one shakes his head. "I thought it would maybe just, uh, make the buzz better, y'know?"

Gil is scowling at them both openly from over Thena's shoulder.

"Well, what you got was LSD cut with something else," Thena informs them with a frown. The kids look genuinely aghast, and she's guessing that when they say they wouldn't have done anything that serious that they mean it. "Look, guys, we're not the cops, okay? We're not going to call anyone, or rat anyone out. But it's important we know what we're dealing with in here."

"It can get pretty dangerous."

The young men shrink in their beds at the look on the paramedic's face. The one with Thena next to him looks at her, his eyes drifting down to her high collared shirt under her scrubs. "Did...I hope we didn't give you any trouble."

Thena smiles at the kid, "nothing we can't handle. But you boys should get in contact with whomever needs to know that what you took at the party is a lot more serious than a weed gummy."

"Yes, ma'am," he nods, curling up in his bed from the guilt of it all.

Thena stands, leaving the boys to handle the situation as best they can. She tugs at Gil's sleeve on her way, "come on, you."

He follows her out, giving the poor - confused - boys one last glower.

"They have no idea what they did," Thena chides him as she sets their charts on the nurse's station counter. "You glaring at them like that isn't going to make them remember, either."

Gil sighs, choosing to forgo her chastising. "I'll tell Kingo the kids have no memory of it. We might have to expect some calls from worried parents about why their kid is having an episode after the block party."

"At least it doesn't seem to have done any lasting damage on their organs," Thena murmurs as she leaves the charts and sanitises her hands.

Gil's eyes linger on her. "There's a little lasting damage."

Thena shakes her head at him with the fondest of smiles. Her hand moves to his wrist, forcing him to unfold his arms. "They're scared, and embarrassed, and terrified to call their families. Isn't that punishment enough?"

"No."

"Gil," Thena laughs faintly at his unusually petulant response. He smiles for her, at least, and she gives his massive bicep a poke. "Did it really make you feel better to glare at them like that?"

"A little."

"Fine," she fakes a sigh, stretching her arms behind her and leaning against the counter with him. "Just a few more hours to go."

"Still not leaving."

"Gil," Thena scolds him anew, although she's still smiling, so it doesn't have nearly the dissatisfied effect she wants it to. "They're getting discharged, they're both alert and sober. We'll be fine--you should go home and get some rest."

He shakes his head.

"And you call me stubborn?" she rolls her eyes at him.

"Hey."

Thena looks back at him but he's suddenly and deliberately leaning into her space. She blinks, naturally turning her head as he gets in close. One of his hands has secured her in place at the small of her back. The other one is hovering somewhere around her cheek. "G-Gil?"

Her hand perches on his shoulder. She's still wearing his work hoodie, although she's had to roll the sleeves up several times over to get them secure around her elbows. He pulls her even closer.

He's so warm, and he smells kind of nice--nicer than the hospital, at least. Her head goes fuzzy as the feeling of him holding her pushes away every other sensation. She briefly wonders if he can feel her heart pounding.

Gil tugs her turtleneck down. She feels his breath on the skin there. She's half horrified he's going to kiss her neck and even more curious as to why she hasn't stopped him yet.

"Hey, it's a little better."

Thena blinks again, but he's already pulled back (although he's still holding her). "Huh?"

"The swelling is down, although you might have to wear this for a little longer," he gives her a remorseful smile, tugging her turtleneck back up around the bruising on her porcelain skin. "But it's definitely better than it was."

"Oh," Thena stutters, still just staring at him. He looks back at her, as if he hadn't had her in his arms, completely pressed against her in a very pleas--inappropriate way. "Good."

He yawns and ruffles his hair, "you want another coffee?"

Thena just nods, still too flustered over what just happened to really get the words out. She stays rooted to the spot, trying to think her way out of it. She doesn't make it very far in thought, mostly to 'Gil-warm-nice'.

Ajak clears her throat, watching Thena turn a shade of red that most in their profession would find alarming. "I thought he was going to kiss it too, for what it's worth."

Thena just groans in response, running off to find another cold compress for herself.

[casyawn]

my mom just had a 7cm brain tumor removed and since she's woken up she's been talking nonstop about this dream she had about going to an art gallery full of colourful paintings by a 'homosexual artist' named klimsdorf who was ethereal and wise, both young and old... at first she was convinced he was a real person but after failing to find him online she's accepted he was a figment of her subconscious mind and is now determined to bring him to life via painting his portrait herself. she's 67 and has never drawn in her life. and now this. blorbo from her tumor

[scramratz]

[bulbabutt]

i don't know the etiquette for posting other peoples tiktoks but the delivery of this punchline hit me like a FUCKING TRUCK please

NikhilClayton <- you should follow this guy on tiktok he's fucking hilarious

[girldraki]

[awittylemon]

kabru is so fucking funny. he’s out here playing 15 dimensional manipulation mind chess with a guy whose hobby is barking like a dog

[captainjonnitkessler]

>Join a union

>Hear people constantly complaining that the current union leadership is super corrupt, it's all just the same ten guys making all the decisions in secret and nobody else in the union ever gets to know what's going on

>Go to the monthly union meetings that are completely open to all 1200 union members

>The only attendees are the same ten guys every month, giving detailed reports about everything that's going on

[incandescent-creativity]

Do you ever write a sentence and then realize “Nah, that’s too self aware for you” and backspace a bunch of times.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Knowledge Revenge.

[unsung-idiot]

don't show him modern technology; it won't end well

bonus under the cut:

[itsscaredycat]

the triangle obtains a mortal human body! and depth perception!

edit: AU created by @/waty_mot and @/LosanPostle on twitter!

[necromimetics]

can’t stop thinking about my friend’s cishet partner who said last night that he doesn’t think anyone is the same gender. god-tier take.

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[swan2swan]

Whoever conceived and animated this moment, I hope they're doing well and thriving. This is S-rank romance stuff here.

[haunted-xander]

If you skip a meal Senshi will materialize next to you w/ food at the ready