Tripler Army Medical Center, Honolulu, Hawaii [Wednesday a week later, dinner time]

[grenadesandohana]

The team had come by today to check on them today now that Steve was awake for more than five minutes at time.

He was awake. Awake and bored. Booooooooooooooored. Tired of staring at the ceiling, tired of staring at the wall, tired of eating applesauce and chicken broth, tired of feeling like his head was a balloon trying to drift away thanks to the cocktail of drugs he was on. Tired of the actual balloons, flowers, and cards (even from convicted felons, what the hell, Sang Min, Steve wouldn't send you a card if you'd been in a plane crash).

Steve was taking it out on Danny, who didn't deserve it and had justifiably shut the curtain between them. So now Steve was stuck watching this stupid soap opera he'd insisted he wanted to watch, definitely not falling asleep.

Everything about this situation was stupid and annoying.

[OOC: for the poor roommate.]

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"Are you ready to stop being a child about this?" Danny asked, looking over the card from his kids because it was nicer than dealing with all this right now.

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"Well, I can hardly say no, can I?" Steve retorted.

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"Hence why I said it," Danny said sweetly.

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Surly silence from Steve's side of the curtain. "Fine."

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"And if I open the curtain, are you gonna be a dick?" Danny asked.

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Another long pause as Steve took a couple of deep breaths, trying to rein in his temper. "No," he finally said.

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And that was when the curtain was pulled back again. "Look, we can go home in a few days."

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"Thank God," Steve said.

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"Where you are still on rest orders," Danny added.

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Steve huffed in annoyance. "We'll see."

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"What part of nearly dying do you not understand here?" Oh yeah, that sure to sway him after mentioning it for the fiftieth time.

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Steve rolled his eyes. "I'd almost forgotten in the twenty minutes since it's come up."

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"Well you did!" The nurses had gotten to the point where they were just ignoring this room to avoid the bickering.

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"And that's why I got--whatever that was from the governor," Steve said.

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"Seriously?" He couldn't even remember the awards he got?

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"I was stuck on trying to figure why Sang Min wrote," Steve admitted.

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"Maybe he thought you near death experience would convince you to help him with early release," Danny suggested.

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Steve snorted. "Not gonna happen."

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Danny nodded, letting out a sigh as he looked at the soap opera. "Can we change this already?"

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"But I really want to know if Jessica is going to ditch Dimitri at the altar," Steve said.

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"...how do you know their names?"

Steve, he had concerns now.

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Steve chuckled softly because rocking his head too much was still not a great idea. "I made them up."

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"You're a putz," Danny said, settling back down. He'd really like if they were back at home right now, honestly. Where he could grab Steve's hand and pry whatever bug was up his butt out of him.

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"Better than being a dick," Steve said. It was a little like an apology if you squinted.

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"Yeah. Yeah, I guess so." It was accepting an apology adjacent. "They tell you we can't drink for two months?"

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"Yes," Steve said sulkily. "But I am allowed to get exercise!"

Not building jumping, Steven.

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"Within reason," Danny shot back. "Unless you wanna end up back here."

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"I'm on a cocktail of ten different drugs," Steve said. "I do not want to end up back here."

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"Well, what you you have preferred? Rubbing some dirt on it and walking off?"

Yes. Exactly that, Daniel.

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Steve gave him a look like that wasn't the worst idea he'd ever heard. So, yeah, that.

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"I will smack you," Danny warned. He thought he'd be a freaking widower last week.

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"You can't reach me," Steve said.

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"I'll call a nurse to help me."

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"They like me more," Steve said. "You can tell by how many balloons I have."

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"Well, Charlie keeps takin' mine." But, yeah, Steve got more balloons. He made for the better story, after all.

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"That's because he's little," Steve said, "and because he hasn't asked me for any of mine."

Steve assumed all of his wires made him pretty intimidating still.

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It was because he'd been told about fifty times that he couldn't jump onto Steve's bed until he was more recovered.

"You can always offer one. Or ten."

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"They'll all leave with us at the end of the week anyway, right?" Steve said. "Sang Min's card can get left behind."

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"Yeah, yeah. And then we'll see how well you do on the stairs." Either his place here or Fandom. Both had some.

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"I'll be great on the stairs," Steve said. "I can get down the hallway without having to stop now."

But not there and back. It was aggravating.

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"Babe." Danny was fully aware of how sweaty and annoyed Steve was every time he came back from that.

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Steve shot him a look. "I'll be fine."

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"I love you, but you need time here," Danny shot back.

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"I've had a week," Steve said sulkily.

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"So? It's a lot to heal from," Danny replied. "And to keep healing from."

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"I hate it," Steve said. "I feel useless."

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Danny sighed, leaning over like he was trying to reach out for him. "You're not useless."

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"I get winded walking down the hallway," Steve said. "I did an iron man a week ago."

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"You hadn't gotten shot a week ago!" How much did he need to repeat that?

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Steve's jaw clenched.

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"Could you please, please understand how dangerous this was?" Danny asked.

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Every part of Steve was rebelling against thinking about it. He was just...just not ready to sit and realize how close that shave had been.

He nodded.

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"We'll be home soon," he promised. "And you can recover there. Without anyone poking you with needles."

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"Thank God," Steve said. "They must be running out of needles here."

So many shots. So. Many. Shots.

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"Trust me, I'm there with you," Danny grumbled, looking at the bruise where his IV was in his arm.

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"That'll be there for a bit," Steve said, glancing over. "But you know that."

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"Yeah, yeah," Danny sighed. "I hate this too, okay? But the kids can't see that. You know?"

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Steve nodded. "I know."

It was why he was taking his frustrations out solely on Danny.

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Of course he was! But they where both dealing with some bottled up shit right now. So fixing that aspect was... on the wayside.

"Good."

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It was definitely not healthy, but when had Steve ever reached for the healthy outlet?

Steve reached for the remote and turned on the game.

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"Thank you." He'd die if he had to watch that soap.

[grenadesandohana]

"You're welcome, Danno," Steve said. "I care deeply about--" he squinted. "--Pittsburgh playing San Diego."

[hatesparadise]

"It's better than infomercials." If he had yo watch someone throw a plate on the ground one more time...

[grenadesandohana]

"They're just so loud," Steve said. "If you need knives, I can help you find knives."