#nate ficklet

[hitman-two]

The Jalapeno and Cheesy tears

Nate's in tears. Brad is laughing. Even stateside, those Jalapeno and Cheese sandwiches are a goddamn curse.

Translation: ‘Alapeno Sheezh Sannizh = Jalapeno Cheese Sandwich

Brad was waiting in the waiting room, leg bouncing in anticipation of waiting for Nate to be given the all clear and that Brad could go home. It was supposed to be a 45 minute appointment but it had already gone 10 minutes over the scheduled time, which had Brad worried that complications arose. “Brad Colbert?” The voice pulled Brad out of his worried thoughts as blue eyes snapped to the medical personnel addressing him. He offered no verbal acknowledgement but stood up the moment his name was called. “What’s the Sit-Rep?” The look of confusion the man of medicine gave Brad had Brad reword his phrase in civilian terms, “What’s the report on the LT? Were there complications? You were ten minutes over the scheduled time.” It wasn’t an accusation, just an observation with questionable tones at the lack of communication.

The man of medicine was well aware he was dealing with military men so he didn’t mind that he was being timed to the second. He brushed it off but focused on the important question as he lead Brad through to collect Nate. “No complications. Extraction can sometimes be a little … tricky. Soft foods for the next few days. Do not let him drink through a straw. I know it seems like the easiest option right now but if the hole doesn’t clot, he’s in for a world of pain. Salt water swirl but don’t spit… just let the water fall out of his mouth…” Brad listened intently to the Doctor, all of which he knew having googled about oral aftercare while waiting. “Now, he’s still quite groggy and high on painkillers. That will wear off in a few hours. Here’s the prescription for some pain killers to get him through the next few days. Any complications or questions, please feel free to ring us. Okay?” “Okay, thank you, Doc.” Ice cold blue eyes softened the minute they saw a slightly puffy cheeked Lieutenant who looked far more vulnerable than Brad has ever seen him. Those green eyes latched onto his blue ones and burst into tears. “I couldn’t find you a ‘alapeno and sheezh sannizh” the sad mumble of his Lieutenant and boyfriend greeted him. Brad smiled softly, forcing himself not to laugh. “I think I can forgive you for not finding a Jalapeno and Cheese sandwhich.” As Brad reached Nate, he gently wiped away those tears, well aware those deep forest green eyes were watching his every move out of amusement and curiosity. Brad held out his hand to help him out of the dentist chair, “Let’s get you home, sir.” Nate quietly let Brad lead him to the reception area where they both sat with reception to sign the paperwork and pay the fees. Everything was going smoothly until Nate’s voice interrupted the process, “You’re very tall. And handsome.” Poor Brad. As much as he loved the compliment deep down, he couldn’t help feel his cheeks heat up. Blue eyes flicked to the reception momentarily in an unspoken apology but the Receptionist was smiling, enjoying the soft interaction Nate’s eyes solely stayed on Brad as though he were the only thing in the room. Brad had a hard time focusing on processing the paperwork because even in Nate’s morphine-high state, he still managed to fluster Brad. Goddammit. Paperwork and fees finally processed through, Brad stood up and helped Nate up, bid the Receptionist farewell and held the door open for Nate. The last thing he heard from inside the building was the Receptionist laughing as Nate stopped in the door way and looked up at Brad. “How about we fin’e you a ‘Alapen Sheezh Sannizh an’ then you take me to bed…?” Brad had to gently nudge Nate out the door, thanking his lucky stars that Ray wasn’t here to witness all this. “Sir…with all due respect…but what the fuck?” He half expected Nate to argue back but Nate was already distracted with the cuff of the jumper he was wearing. It was going to be a long few hours until Nate shuts those pretty eyes of his.

Authors Note: It's super rushed. I do plan to edit properly and add more to the story. But for now, enjoy the cute lil idea that's been rolling in my head, rent-free, making me giggle a little. I just haven't had time to properly write but if I got a soft lil giggle out of it, I hope my other HBO shippers do too!