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Don Dogoier ([personal profile] moehakase) wrote in [personal profile] ajoeface 2012-10-06 08:14 am (UTC)

Joe wraps an arm around Don’s shoulders, and Don feels that much better for it. It’s wonderful to be held close by another catboy, who feels so warm and strong and safe. Don nuzzles his shoulder a little longer before he hears footsteps coming into the room and looks up.

It’s Marvelous. He smiles at Don as he comes over, and Don smiles back a little, lifting his head from Joe’s shoulder. Marvelous crouches down beside him to ask if he’s alright, and while Joe’s presence has made things much, much better, it’s not as though Don doesn’t want Marvelous with him too. “Yes,” says Don, “just...” He moves his hand from Joe’s tail to reach out for Marvelous. “Can you sit with me?” he asks, tugging at Marvelous’s sleeve. Marvelous takes his hand and squeezes gently, then sits down beside him, so that Don has Joe on one side of him and Marvelous on the other. Don can’t think of a safer place to be than this.

The doctor comes over to them, sitting down on the table in front of them. Don shies away a little out of instinct, lowering his ears and holding onto Marvelous and Joe a bit tighter, but he’s not nearly as scared as he would be without them. And the doctor doesn’t look scary like Don had been expecting, either. He’s tall and broad like Marvelous, but he sits down quickly to put himself at Don’s eye level, and his smile is so kind and gentle that it makes Don’s chest go warm.

“Hi,” he says, relaxed and calm, not making any move to touch Don. “You’re Don, right? My name is Sid Bamick. I’m here to help you.”

Don takes another look at Sid. He’s younger than Don had anticipated, probably not too much older than Marvelous, though there are already streaks of white in his black hair. Don can’t detect any malice or deceit in his scent, either - he seems just as kind as Joe had said. “N-nice to meet you, Doctor Bamick...” He resists adding sir at the end, hoping it’s the right thing to do and that he’ll be rewarded for that little act of bravery.

The doctor smiles at him again. “You can call me Sid if you like, I don’t mind. Whatever you’re comfortable with.”

Don nods, feeling relieved. “Okay.” He perks up his ears a little. “Thank you for coming, Doctor Sid.”

“It’s no trouble at all,” says Doctor Sid, and Don thinks he feels Joe nodding in agreement beside him. “I just want to do whatever I can to help you feel better.” Don believes him; his voice is warm and reassuring, and he has the most sincere face Don has ever seen on a human. “Can you tell me what happened to your ankle? You don’t have to if you really don’t want to, but it’ll help me know more about what’s wrong if you can.”

Don leans into Joe for support. “I was getting the pasta out of the high cupboard for lunch,” he says, doing his best to hold his voice steady. “And the chair I was standing on broke, a-and I fell, and landed on my foot the wrong way.” He bites his lip as his ankle flares with pain again. “It really hurts.”

Doctor Sid nods thoughtfully. “Is the ice helping with the pain?”

“Yes,” says Don. “It was much worse before. B-but I don’t think it’s broken.”

“Is it alright for me to touch it?” asks Doctor Sid. “I won’t if you don’t want me to.”

Don feels his chest go tight. It’ll hurt to have his ankle examined, but Doctor Sid won’t be able to tell exactly what’s wrong with it if he doesn’t. He thinks of Marvelous asking him to be brave, of Joe asking him if he thinks he can try. “It’s alright,” he says, drawing strength from their presence beside him.

“Okay,” says Doctor Sid. “Thank you for trusting me. I promise I’ll be as gentle as I can, and if you need me to stop, just tell me, and I’ll stop right away.” He turns to look at Joe. “Joe, can you help him move his leg so I can have a look at it?”

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