I won't ask you to go drink for drink with me, then. [Not that he's in a mood to lose himself to alcohol now, but still.] But I'd be delighted to invite myself over for a coffee. [He takes a sip of his drink with an easy smirk.] I can only hope it'll be half as good as your nurse's.
[The laughter doesn't help the colour go away - quite the opposite in fact - and he takes a much larger sip to try (and fail) to hide the fact of it.]
S-still, it was- unbelievably rude of me, I-I-I should have made more of an attempt to ask-- [if he'd thought to bring John with him then he would have known immediately and he's fucking mortified.] I can certainly stop intruding on your time like this- shit--
[That comes from him trying to get to his feet and immediately whacking a shin into the table in his haste to make less of an idiot of himself.]
[Honestly, he's not even mad he hit the table: the shock of pain is a moment of clarity to cut through his flustered panicking, and he chuckles sheepishly as he hears the table get readjusted.]
Right, right, I-I know that, I just... Christ, I don't know.
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Date: 2023-07-11 12:45 pm (UTC)I won't ask you to go drink for drink with me, then. [Not that he's in a mood to lose himself to alcohol now, but still.] But I'd be delighted to invite myself over for a coffee. [He takes a sip of his drink with an easy smirk.] I can only hope it'll be half as good as your nurse's.
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Date: 2023-07-11 12:51 pm (UTC)Not that I mind.
[He taps the table softly.]
But come by for coffee tomorrow and I will change your life.
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Date: 2023-07-11 01:07 pm (UTC)Fuck-- I-I'm so sorry, doctor, I didn't even consider--
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Date: 2023-07-11 01:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-07-12 06:29 am (UTC)S-still, it was- unbelievably rude of me, I-I-I should have made more of an attempt to ask-- [if he'd thought to bring John with him then he would have known immediately and he's fucking mortified.] I can certainly stop intruding on your time like this- shit--
[That comes from him trying to get to his feet and immediately whacking a shin into the table in his haste to make less of an idiot of himself.]
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Date: 2023-07-12 11:49 am (UTC)He rights the table and reaches for the glass to keep it from tumbling.]
Good lord, Arthur, I've worn this a dozen times to the gym for my lessons with Dimitri.
You're not intruding.
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Date: 2023-07-12 02:20 pm (UTC)Right, right, I-I know that, I just... Christ, I don't know.
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Date: 2023-07-12 02:27 pm (UTC)[He stands up with a soft laugh, gathering the glasses and taking them to the side to wash later.]
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Date: 2023-07-14 12:34 pm (UTC)[There's no bite, just bashful exasperation.]
Excuse me for not having any reason prior to this to try and imagine you in your damn pyjamas. You did this to me, you twit.
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Date: 2023-07-14 12:43 pm (UTC)Jesus.
[He chuckles, leaning on the desk, gritting his teeth for a moment as he tries not to think about Arthur imagining him in his night clothes.
What a fucking mess. Goddammit.]
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Date: 2023-07-14 12:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-07-14 12:54 pm (UTC)[And now he's back to laughing, to teasing, to not worrying about anything more than taunting the shit out of a friend.]
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Date: 2023-07-14 12:58 pm (UTC)I work in the fucking wardrobe, doctor!
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Date: 2023-07-14 01:37 pm (UTC)[Sheehan is cool and calm as he is in all things, but he is smirking behind his words.]