Hi there, I am so sorry for the formatting issues! I made sure to fix them, and again apologize for any inconvienence it caused. I was so tired when I hit publish that I hadn't noticed it! Also, as I clarified on my wall, the spicy-BJ-chapter will be published tonight. I had planned to release both at once, but due to editing and some plot changes I needed to make, I wasn't able to release it alongside this one. Thank you for your patience! 
-Quill

Lucas

I watched the doctor work away on the computer, humming to himself softly as he typed up my after-visit summary. Jae was sat next to me, his arm draped around the back of the chair, and I loved the way the warmth of his arm felt against my back. Maybe the contact wasn’t intentional, but it felt good, nonetheless. Jae’s posture seemed relaxed yet protective. He had his left foot propped up against his thigh, and I could feel his fingertips tapping rhythmically against the top of the plastic chair as we waited.

I loved it, and I found myself craving his presence, craving his physical closeness more than I could have anticipated. Not just sexually, but just… I don’t know, sharing space in general with him. Realistically speaking Jae is still a stranger to me, but for some reason I just feel safe with him. It’s uncanny, and maybe I’m just a dumb teenager looking through rose-colored glasses, I don’t know…

“Feeling a little better?”  I felt Jae nudge me and I looked over to find him shooting me a reassuring smile.

I felt my cheeks flush, and I nodded. “A little…” Jae’s gentle gaze lingered on me for a few more seconds. I don’t think he believed me, but then again, I probably wouldn’t believe me either, if I were him. I let out a soft exhale and looked around the exam room in silence to distract myself—the lights were too bright for my liking, and the scent of medical adhesives, soap, and all-around sickness bothered me. I couldn’t wait to leave. The well-timed hum of the printer working gave me some relief, and I turned to find Doctor Abts collecting my paperwork, stapling it together neatly.

“So, Lucas.” He finally began, slipping his glasses off to polish them on the front of his shirt. “I’ve typed up your after-visit summary here and sent off your prescriptions to the pharmacy we discussed. I need you to come back here in six weeks to have an X-ray and make sure everything has healed up nicely. No need to make an appointment, you can just come back in and any of the walk-in providers will take care of it. In the meantime, I’m going to need you to go easy on your hand. That means no pressure, weight, or strain on it, and most of all, try not to get into more fights with your… with your car door.”

I nodded and sighed, looking over the splint they’d fitted me with. I lowkey hate it already, but more than that, I was really worried how dad might react if he figured out I went to the doctor. Apparently, dad’s beating had indeed fractured my hand. Docter Abts told me in some medical terms which exact part of my hand was fractured, but it kind of went in one ear and out the other. I was too nervous he might ask me the same pointed questions Jae had, questions about dad.

“Do you understand, Lucas?” Doctor Abts clarified. “If you don’t take care of it properly, it’s not going to heal, and that could increase your recovery time…”

I nodded and forced an appreciative smile. “Yeah uh, no, I understand…”

“Good. What questions do you have for me?” he asked. I looked at Jae and then at the greying doctor Abts as I thought. Jae only smiled and nudged me. “Go on, Lu. Now’s the time to ask him.”

I fidgeted some and sighed. “Well, I play Soccer, and I’m worried I’ll have to miss it. Can I still play? Six weeks is a long time to be out…” I bit my lip and watched his expression, hoping he’d say yes.

Dr. Abts sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “The short answer is yes, Lucas. Realistically speaking I can’t stop you from playing, but if you fall on that hand, one accidental hit, you might end up worse off than you are now. At the very least it would set you back drastically in the healing process.”

I bit my lip and sighed, hating the prospect of not being able to practice for that long. Practice keeps me away from home, it keeps me busy, it’s fun, and coach… well, coach will be extremely disappointed.

“Lucas, you need to listen to him.” Jae spoke up, putting a heavy hand on my right shoulder. His arm was now sort of wrapped around me, and it took everything in me not to blush.

“Yeah…I guess.” I mumbled, eyeing both men glumly. I hated that Jae was right, I hated that the doctor was right. What if I fucked it up even more? What if I needed surgery, who would pay for that? Sure as shit not dad, and certainly not Jae—I wouldn’t let him, he’s done so much for me already.

“Lucas, promise me you’ll take a break.” Jae pressed, concern etched around his eyes.

“Scouts honor.” I relented, giving him a reassuring nod. “I’ll take it easy.”

“Good.” Doctor Abts chimed in.  “Well, all that said Lucas, I’ve sent in a week’s worth of oxycodone for you, and some cephalexin to make sure you don’t end up with an infection. I want you to keep an eye on your hand and come back in if you begin to feel or see any signs of infection; you can refer to your paperwork, I put everything in there. As to your splint, apart from a few breaks here and there throughout the day, it needs to always stay on. If it’s really bothering you, you may remove it for a few minutes while you are relaxing, but the second you need to move or get up, that splint must go back on. Ice it whenever you can, twenty minutes on, twenty minutes off, take your medications as I’ve prescribed them to help with the pain. For showers, you can get a cast cover to protect your splint from getting wet—usually you can get them at the pharmacy, so make sure to pick one up. Your note for school is in there as well. Sound good?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Great. Well, that’s all from me. You’re free to go…” Dr. Abts rises slowly, grimacing a bit as he gets to his feet. Jae and I both stood, and he handed me my paperwork. I took it from him with a nod, and he opened the door for us, holding it as Jae and I both stepped into the hallway. I was about to leave when Dr. Abts called for me.

“Lucas?”

“Yes?”

“If for some reason your car door…attacks you again, don’t hesitate to reach out for help. You know, there are people who can help.” He looked me over with concern and sympathy, and I felt so incredibly exposed.

“Uh, yeah… thanks.” I mumbled softly, wanting nothing more than to just get out of there.

He watched me silently for a few more excruciating seconds, and I saw his gaze pass behind me towards Jae for a bit. “…take care, Lucas.”

“I will.”

Dr. Abts turned on his heel to leave, and I followed Jae down the hall towards the lobby. He held the door open for me, all the while watching Abts disappear further down the hall. “Lucas?”

“Yeah?”

“Take the keys and get settled in the car; I forgot something in the room.” He tossed me the keys and I caught them clumsily with my left hand, not quite sure I believed him for some reason. “We can just go get it.” I shrugged.

“Nah, I won’t be long, Lu. I know you’re anxious to get out of here. I’ll meet you at the car.”

“Uh…okay.” I said skeptically because I couldn’t help but wonder what he was up to. For some reason I did as he asked though.

Jae disappeared back through the door, and I watched it swing shut with a soft “whoosh.” I twirled the keys on my finger as I walked through the lobby.